#glitzy awards

[cocobeanncteez]

Song Series One-shot: Choi San — Into You

Genre: SMUT (MDNI / 18+), fluff, idol au, fwb to lovers au

Pairing: ateez San x idol!reader (fem)

Word Count: 3.7k

Warnings/content: heavy making out, dry humping, breast play, oral sex (f receiving) / cunnilingus, clit play, fingering, hand job, cum eating (f), vaginal penetration, protected sex (pill), multiple orgasms, aftercare, pet names (sweetheart, baby, good girl, pretty girl), praising, sorry if I missed anything!

Disclaimer: Please note that my Song Series One-shots are purely based on how I personally interpret the lyrics of the songs I chose for this series. It is not based on the music video (if it has one).

Song Inspiration: Into You by Ariana Grande

You watched the stage lights dim, casting a soft glow over the bustling, cheering crowd, various colored lightsticks twinkling like little stars. Your group stepped into the backstage area, and a familiar rush of adrenaline coursed through you while a staff member helped you take your in-ear monitors off.

Tonight’s performance at a major music festival had been electric, your voice carrying through the venue like a siren’s call. Your group had been practicing very hard for this festival, and your body was begging for some well-deserved rest and some food.

But now, amidst the crowd of technicians, staff, and fellow artists backstage, you searched for one person: Choi San.

“Good job out there, Y/N,” your group's leader said and pats you on the shoulder. You offered her a quick smile in return, but your eyes continued scanning the area. She smirked at you and left you alone, knowing exactly who you were searching for.

Then you spot him, leaning against the far wall, his gaze already fixed on you. San’s dark eyes glittered with an intensity that sent a shiver down your spine. He straightened up, pushing away from the wall. He strides towards you, his eyes scanning you from head to toe, mentally thanking your stylists for putting you in such a great outfit that really highlighted your beautiful features and hugged your body.

“Y/N,” he greets, his voice a low rumble. You bowed to him as he was your senior in this industry, knowing that there are people around that could be observing the two of you very closely. “You were incredible out there," he complimented.

San looked visibly exhausted as Ateez had performed right before your group did. He wanted to lie down and close his eyes, but he would never miss the uncommon opportunity to watch you perform on stage. Despite the tiredness, he still looked like he was going for a magazine photoshoot.

You laughed lightly, though the sound is tinged with nervous excitement from seeing him after weeks. “Thanks, San. You weren’t so bad yourself." Your eyes couldn't help but scan his muscular arms, marveling at how built he was. He seemed to have gained more muscle from the last time you saw him weeks ago.

He smirked, a teasing glint in his eye. “Just not bad, huh?”

“You know what I mean,” you replied, rolling your eyes playfully. “What’s up?”

San’s expression turns serious, his gaze piercing. He looked at his surroundings before shifting his gaze back to you. “Can we talk somewhere private?”

Your heart skips a beat. “Sure, follow me, I know a place.”

It hadn’t always been this way—the two of you lost in each other’s orbit. In fact, the first time you met San was far from the intense, passionate moment you now shared. It was at an after-party of an awards show a year ago, a glitzy affair full of laughter, music, and mingling with fellow idols.

You were standing by the bar, nursing a drink and chatting with some fellow idol friends when you felt a presence beside you. Turning, you found San leaning casually against the counter of a bar, a mischievous smile on his lips.

When the bartender approached him, he gently cleared his throat. "One chocolate martini with extra chocolate liqueur, please," he ordered, and you couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, utterly fascinated by his choice of cocktail.

“Y/N, right?” he asked when he noticed he caught your attention, his voice smooth.

You nodded, intrigued. “And you’re San. Your group's been killing it lately.”

He chuckled, a low, warm sound, and you noticed his cute dimples. “Thanks, that's kind of you to say," he said, "I’ve been meaning to talk to you. I’m a fan of your work.”

You felt a flush of pleasure at his words, and your heart was beating rapidly. “Thank you, and I'm a big fan of your work too," you said, taking a sip of your drink. "So, what brings you here?”

“Just looking to unwind a bit,” he replied, his gaze locking onto yours with an intensity that made your heart skip a beat. “Maybe meet some interesting people.”

The night had flowed effortlessly from there. You found yourselves in deep conversation, talking about everything from music to dreams and fears. There was an undeniable chemistry, a pull that neither of you could ignore.

It was no surprise when, later that night, you ended up in a quiet, secluded corner of the party's venue, lips locked in a fervent kiss. The taste of him, the chocolate you could taste on his lips, the feel of his hands on your skin—it was intoxicating.

That night had been the first of many. Whenever your groups crossed paths, you found yourselves drawn to each other, sneaking away for stolen moments of passion and connection. Each encounter only deepened the bond between you two, making it harder to deny the feelings that had grown.

Presently, you led him to a secluded corner of the venue, away from prying eyes and eager ears, no cameras in sight; this was a place you found when you had a mental breakdown during an awards show and needed a place to cry.

The muffled sounds of the ongoing concert created a bubble of intimacy around you two. San steps closer, his presence overwhelming.

“I’ve been thinking about you a lot lately,” he admits, his voice barely above a whisper.

You swallow hard, your pulse quickening. “Yeah?”

He nods, his eyes never leaving yours while he stepped even closer to you. “I can barely breathe when you’re around, Y/N. It’s like you’ve got this hold on me, and I don’t know what to do about it.”

Your breath catches in your throat. “San...” He was so close, and you realized that he indeed got bigger since the last time you saw him. The new haircut and dyed navy blue hair made his features look sharper. Half his abs were covered by the black leather crop top he was wearing, and his pants seemed to be hanging a little lower than what you saw on the screen when he was performing before. You wanted to get even closer to him; you wanted to cross the line.

San’s voice broke through your little reverie. “Remember the first time we met?”

You smiled, nodding. “At that party. You were so confident.”

He laughed softly. “I was nervous as hell. But there was something about you, Y/N. I couldn’t stay away.”

“And now we’re here,” you murmured, your hand reaching out to his face, fingers tracing the line of his jaw.

“Yeah,” he whispered, his breath warm against your skin. “And I don’t want to be anywhere else.”

The temperature in the area seemed to rise, the air thick with anticipation. You knew that this was a turning point, a moment that would define whatever came next. And you were ready, ready to take that leap with San.

He takes your hand, his touch sending a jolt of electricity through you. “I don’t want to play games anymore. I need to know if this is real, if we’re real.”

You squeeze his hand, feeling the warmth of his skin against yours. “It feels real to me, San. But it’s dangerous, you know that. With everyone watching us…” One mistake and a scandal could ruin both your careers.

San steps even closer, placing a finger under your chin to tilt your head back, his lips just inches from yours. “A little danger never scared me, Y/N. What scares me is not knowing what we could be.”

Your heart races as his words sink in. The air between you crackles with unspoken desire. “So, what do we do?”

His eyes darken with determination. “We take a chance. No more waiting, no more hiding.”

You nod, your decision made. “Okay. Let’s do this.”

San’s lips curve into a slow, confident smile. “Then come here.”

When you finally pull away at the interruption of the crowd's cheering when another group finished performing, both of you are breathless. San’s forehead rests against yours, his eyes closed in bliss. "Come over tomorrow?" he mumbled.

He pulls you into his arms, the world fading away as your lips meet in a kiss that’s been weeks in the making. The passion between you is undeniable, a fire that’s been waiting to ignite. You lose yourself in the moment, the taste of him, the feel of his body against yours. This was dangerous. This was scandalous.

And oddly, that's how you wanted it.

You didn't catch what he said. "Huh?"

Checking your appearance in your bathroom mirror one last time, you shoved your wallet, keys, and your phone into your bag. You switched your bedroom lights off before you tip-toed to your apartment door.

He moved to place a kiss below your ear. "Come over tomorrow night... my apartment," he whispered. "I'll pick you up."

"Going somewhere, honey?" you heard a familiar voice behind you, and you gasped in shock. "God! Maya, you scared me," you said to your fellow band mate and noticed she seemed to be going somewhere as well. "Where are you going?"

She giggled, "With you, of course." You raised an eyebrow. "I wanted to see Seonghwa, so he's coming with San to get us," she elaborates and you smirk at her. "Anyway, lets go, Y/N, they're here."

The two of you put your face masks and hats on before making your way downstairs to the parking lot.

"So you and Seonghwa... since when?" you ask and she blushes.

"Right before their Europe tour," you says and your eyes widened.

"That's like, what, five months now?"

She nodded. "We're keeping it secret. You and San are the only ones that know now."

The familiar black car came into view and you and Maya quickly got into the backseat. You greet both the boys and notice how Seonghwa's eyes sparkled when he saw Maya. You were genuinely surprised they managed to keep this a secret.

San began driving, and thankfully there was barely any traffic on the road, so you reached earlier than expected. The security system in this apartment complex was incredible, so you felt at ease.

The four of you made small conversation in the elevator when you reached, and as soon as you entered San's apartment, he was pulling you away to his room.

"There's cake in the fridge, Y/N," Seonghwa called out behind you. You yell out a quick thanks before San shut his bedroom door and pinned you against the door. He took your mask and hat off, tossing it aside on the little table by the door, his own mask following.

San placed his arms on the door on either side of you, trapping you in between his arms. "Hi," he says, dimples showing, causing butterflies to flutter in your stomach. God, you're so into him.

You chuckle, wrapping your arms around his neck. "You're so cute, Sannie," you say, pecking his lips. He giggles in response, returning a peck on your lips.

"What do you wanna do?" he asks, dragging you further in his room and making you sit down on his bed. San's room wasn't unfamiliar to you, having been here at least ten times already. You always loved how clean and tidy his room was, and how it was laced with his scent.

"Hmm, anything you want," you reply.

"How about a movie? Sounds good?" You nodded and San moved to get under the sheets, pulling you into his arms, putting the blanket over you both. He reached for the TV remote on his bedside table with one arm, while the other was still around you. You watched his arms flex, and you thanked god that he was wearing a tank top right now.

While he scrolled through the list of movies, you were stroking his arm, marveling at the bigger muscles. His bicep looked so juicy, you couldn't help the thought of wanting to bite it.

And your impulsive thoughts won.

Realizing what you did, you slowly turned to look at San who had an eyebrow raised at your actions. Before you could explain yourself, he moved to hover on top of you, capturing your lips with his own, kissing you hard. You arch your legs and pull him closer to you by his back so that he was now in between your legs, his chest pressed against yours. You moan softly when you felt his boner rub against your clothed clit.

The temperature seemed to be rising the more you kissed, and San pulled away to catch his breath— except, his way of catching his breath was trailing kisses from your lips to your neck.

"Look what you started," he whispered against your neck, placing open mouthed kisses, being very careful to not leave marks on your skin despite how desperately he wanted to.

He pulled away to look at you. "I was waiting for you to make the first move before I did," you say, your tongue poking out slightly to wet your lips, catching San's attention.

You moved your hands down the sides of his body, stopping at the waistband of his sweatpants. You slip a finger inside to hook it under the band of his underwear, pulling it away from his skin and then letting it go so that it slapped against his skin.

"Y/N," he starts, but you push him by the shoulder so his back was against the bed, and you straddle his lap. Your fingers grasp the ends of your t-shirt before you lift it up and over your head, tossing it to the floor. Your chest was covered by a lacey bra, and San could see the color of your nipples through it. You leaned down to kiss him, hungrier and hotter. His hands explored the exposed skin of your back while you slowly grinded on his hard cock, earning a low moan from him.

San sucked in a breath at your bold actions. He wanted you. He wanted you so bad. He's held himself back so much. The two of you still haven't crossed the line, keeping it strictly to making out.

And you wanted to change that. You wanted him just as much as he wanted you.

San's hand hovered over the hook of your bra, and he pulled away from the kiss to look at you. "Can I?" he asks and you instantly nod, letting him unhook your bra and toss it aside.

"God, you're so pretty," he says, leaning forward to place a kiss in the valley of your chest, and goosebumps erupted on your skin.

San trailed open mouthed kisses to your nipple, taking it in his mouth, tongue darting out to flick the bud, while one of his hands cupped your other boob, massaging it gently.

"San..." you moaned, hands moving to play with his hair while he repeated his actions on your other boob.

You rolled your hips back and forth on his hard cock and he pulled away to look at you with hooded eyes. "Y/N... baby, you're driving me crazy," he mumbles, his hands moving to the waistband of your sweatpants. "Tell me what you want, sweetheart."

"San, I want you," you moan when his hands at your waist press you down on him. "Fuck, I just... I need you right now, San. I want you to fuck me, fill me up with your cock." You wanted a little less conversation and a little more of him touching your body.

San flipped you onto your back and hovered over your body. "Are you sure, baby?" he asks and you hum in response. "Use your words, sweetheart."

"Yes, Sannie, please..." you beg and that was all it took for San to take your sweatpants off along with your panties, shedding his own clothes right after.

And god was naked San truly a marvelous sight. Your hands glided up his arms to his shoulders, before dipping down to his chest and then his hard abs. You maintained eye contact when your hand wrapped around his hard length, slowly pumping his cock.

Only for him to swiftly lay in between your legs, taking your clit in his mouth, his fingers still maintaining the same pumping pace. "What a pretty pussy," he compliments, sucking on your clit, "And it's all mine."

San sucked in a breath while his own hand moved to cup your pussy, his finger swiping along your slit to collect the wetness there, rubbing it on your clit for some lubrication. He leaned down to capture your lips with kiss while his finger moved on your clit in circular motions, your toes curling in the process.

After working on your clit, he finally slipped a finger inside your dripping hole, and you moaned at the stretch. He pumped his fingers to match the pace you kept while pumping his cock, and a second finger joined the first. The stretch made your hips buck up while you moaned, and you were starting to lose your senses. Your walls were practically sucking his fingers, and San pulled away from kissing you.

"San, fuck, please don't stop!" you moaned loudly, your thighs squeezed his head while he lapped at your clit, his wet tongue pressing harder on you. He hummed, the vibration giving you an extra push towards your building orgasm. You were so close to coming, and he seemed to notice that. His hand and tongue worked faster on you, and seconds later, you were releasing all over his fingers. He lapped at your throbbing clit once more before pulling his fingers out, sucking them clean, eyes closing at your sweet taste.

"Are you ready for me, sweetheart?" He asks, lining himself up with your wet entrance.

"W-wait San, let me..." you reached for his cock to return the favor, but he stopped you.

"No, baby, that's okay," he says softly with a smile. "I'll cum too quickly otherwise, and I'd rather cum in you. Is that okay, pretty girl?"

"Yes, Sannie..." He pumps his cock one more time before sliding his tip into your warm hole, sucking in a breath through his teeth.

"Fuck, Y/N, I'm not even fully in and you're already so fucking tight," he moans, slowing pushing himself fully in, finally crossing the line.

His cock stretched you out so well, and your eyes closed shut, your body feeling like it was on fire. You were clenching around his length, and San swore he was going to bust right then and there. He leaned down to kiss you softly. "I'm going to start moving, okay?" he whispered against your lips. Once you hum in approval, San goes back to kissing you while rolling his hips, pushing in and out of you in a steady, slow pace, wanting to take his time to familiarize the way you felt around his cock.

But you were growing slightly impatient. You pulled away from kissing him. "Sannie, baby, please... faster please..." you moan, and he chuckles in response. "Please, Sannie."

"So impatient," he murmurs and he goes even slower to tease you, making you whine.

And then he pushes hard into you, knocking the air out of your lungs before thrusting into you faster like you asked.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," you cried out, clawing at the sheets beneath you. San's hands gripped the black headboard of his bed, his arm muscles tightly flexing. "God, it- it feels so good, fuck."

You feel the coil of pleasure get tighter in your stomach, and you could tell San was close too. "You're taking my cock so well, fuck, Y/N, you're so pretty," he says, and wets his thumb in his mouth before reaching down to rub your clit, all while maintaining his pace, and you felt your pussy spasm.

"Are you close baby?" he grunts, "You gonna cum all over this dick? Hmm?"

You tried to respond to him, but your words were all jumbled and incoherent. San rubbed faster on your clit, and the coil in your stomach finally snapped. Your orgasm hits you in waves, your body shaking beneath him.

"Such a good girl for me," he cooed, chasing his own high. "Hold on, sweetheart, I'm a-almost... almost there," San says, thrusting even faster before he groans, his cock pulsing, indicating that he came, his cum painting your walls white. He thrusts two more times to milk himself dry, before collapsing onto you, being careful to not put all his weight on you.

You stroke his back and he kisses your collarbone before pulling out and lying down beside you. The room was filled with the sound of both you breathing heavily, heartbeats moving at a rapid pace.

San got off the bed to get some wet wipes before he wiped your dripping pussy, and you whined when the tissue touched your sensitive clit.

"Are you okay, sweetheart?" San asks, a hint of concern in his voice.

"Hmm, sensitive," you mumble. "Can't feel my legs." He chuckles and leans down to kiss your head before disposing the wipes in his bathroom.

You got off the bed to head to the bathroom to pee and clean up a little more. While you were washing your hands, San wrapped his arms around you, turning you around to face him when you were done drying your hands on the hand towel. He gently pressed you against the sink, leaning in to kiss you oh so gently.

"I love you," you say against his lips. "I want to be with you, San."

"I love you too," he says, his heart swelling with happiness to finally hear the words he's been longing to hear. "I know you're scared, Y/N, and honestly I am too. This is dangerous and scandalous in our lives... but I love you a lot," he reaches out to cup your cheek, stroking your skin with the pad of his thumb. "We're humans before we're idols. We deserve to fall in love too. There's nothing I want more than to be your boyfriend, Y/N."

Tears well up in your eyes and you nod at his words. "I'd like that," you whisper, pulling him into a tight hug. San held you for a bit, whispering sweet nothings in your ear.

"How about we shower, and then I'll make you some ramen?" he suggests, and you instantly agree, not wanting to waste any precious time you have with him.

San smiles widely, his cute dimples popping out while he kisses you all over your face, and you've never felt happier before.

God, you were so into him. 

[iamgonnagetyouback]

𝟷.𝟼𝚔 || 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔 (PART 4)

♡ ︎ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: The constant tours, postponed dates, and then Sirius again leaving for a tour makes you realize you couldn't do it.

♡ ︎ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: Angst, Anxious reader, Happy ending

♡ ︎ꜱʜɪᴘ: rockstar!Sirius Black x reader

♡ ꜱᴏɴɢ: Miss you by Louis Tomlinson

♡ ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ : part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4

The award show was buzzing with energy, a sea of flashing lights, glitzy outfits, and the murmur of hundreds of voices blending into a chaotic symphony. You stood at the edge of the red carpet, your fingers nervously smoothing down the fabric of your long dress. It had been months since you’d last stepped into a scene like this. The familiar anxiety twisted in your stomach, but you forced a smile, nodding at the camera crews setting up ahead.

You took a deep breath, trying to steady yourself, and that’s when you heard it—the unmistakable sound of photographers shouting a name that made your heart clench.

“Sirius! Over here! Boys, look this way!”

You glanced up and saw them. Sirius, James, Remus, and Peter, all standing just ahead of you, caught in a storm of flashing cameras. They were smiling, laughing, and posing for the photographers, looking every bit the rock stars they had become. Sirius, with his tousled hair and leather jacket, looked effortlessly cool as always. The sight of him still made something flutter in your chest, no matter how much time had passed.

As you stepped forward, you heard someone call your name. “Y/N! Over here!” The photographers’ attention shifted to you, and suddenly, all four of the boys turned in your direction. You felt their eyes on you, but it was Sirius’s gaze that lingered the longest.

Your heart skipped a beat as you nervously adjusted your dress. You could feel his eyes on you, burning through the crowd of people, even as the photographers called for them to turn back to the cameras. James, Remus, and Peter hesitantly shifted their focus back, flashing smiles, but Sirius… he didn’t. He kept looking at you, his expression unreadable but intense. You knew he remembered how anxious you always got at award shows. Back then, he was always by your side, his presence grounding you. But now, he wasn’t.

You swallowed hard, the weight of his gaze pressing into you as your turn approached.

The boys’ photoshoot finished, and they moved aside to make room for you. As you stepped forward, James was the first to greet you, leaning in to plant a soft kiss on your cheek. “Looking stunning as always,” he whispered with a grin.

“Y/N,” Remus added, following suit with a kiss on your cheek as well. “Good to see you.”

Peter gave you a bright smile and a hug, “Congrats on the nomination!”

Your heart warmed at their familiar faces, but your nerves were still on edge. Sirius stood by, his lips pressed into a thin line as he gave you a nod. You returned the gesture, the tension between you palpable but unspoken.

You turned to face the flashing cameras, feeling the anxious knot tightening in your chest. The photographers shouted instructions, and as you forced yourself to smile, you suddenly felt James’s hand gently rub your back in reassurance.

You glanced over at him, grateful for the comfort, and managed to give the cameras a genuine smile.

“Come on, Sirius, join them!” one of the photographers called out. You tensed at the suggestion, your body stiffening slightly. For a moment, it felt like time slowed as you sensed Sirius hesitate before stepping closer to the group.

He stood beside you, his presence heavy in the space between you. You could feel the heat of him, the familiar scent of leather and cologne invading your senses. You forced yourself to smile at the camera, trying to ignore the way your pulse quickened with him so close.

After a few more photos, the boys took their leave, and you stayed behind for your solo shots. The photographers called your name again, and you posed, trying your best to seem composed. But your mind was somewhere else—still lingering on Sirius, still replaying the moment he stood beside you.

The ceremony was in full swing when there was finally a break. You had just won Best Artist for your latest song, the one you had poured your heart into after everything—after finding your way back to yourself. As you made your way backstage, you spotted the boys celebrating. They had won Best Boyband, and the excitement radiating from them was infectious.

You approached them, your nerves forgotten for a moment as you smiled. “Congratulations, guys!”

James grinned widely, “Look who it is, our very own Best Artist!”

Remus pulled you into a hug, “Congrats to you too, Y/N. That song is brilliant.”

Peter gave you a thumbs up. “Absolutely killer track!”

As you exchanged congratulations with the boys, you didn’t notice Sirius subtly fixing his hair as he saw you walking over. But you did notice the way his eyes lingered on you when you finally turned to him.

Before you could say anything, one of their friends came over, pulling James and Remus into a conversation. That left you and Sirius standing awkwardly next to each other, the weight of everything between you suddenly so heavy in the air.

Sirius was the first to break the silence. “So… how are you?” His voice was soft, hesitant.

You gave him a tight smile. “Peachy, you know… these award ceremonies kinda freak me out.”

He nodded, his gaze softening. “I know.”

The silence between you stretched out for a moment, both of you unsure what to say. Until, at the exact same time, the words slipped from your mouths.

“I miss you.”

You both froze, eyes locking in surprise, and then, despite everything, you both laughed. It was soft and a little bittersweet, but it was real.

“Do you want to get out of here?” he asked, his voice low, the familiarity of it tugging at something deep inside you.

You nodded, and together, you slipped away from the bustling crowd, finding a quiet corner where the noise of the award show faded into the background.

You sat together in comfortable silence for a while, neither of you knowing how to start, until Sirius broke the tension again. “I heard your song, the one you won for. It’s… it’s amazing, Y/N. I mean it.”

You smiled softly. “Thanks. I wasn’t sure I could pull it off, but… I guess I had a lot to say.”

“I can tell,” he said, his eyes scanning your face. “You’ve always been brilliant.”

The compliment warmed you, and you felt a little braver. “I’ve seen you, you know. You’re everywhere. Viral. It’s incredible what you guys have done.”

Sirius shrugged, though you could see the pride flickering in his eyes. “Yeah, I guess we’re doing alright.”

The conversation flowed easily after that, the weight of the past few months falling away as you talked about everything—about the music, about the madness of it all, about how different things felt now.

And then, before you could stop yourself, you leaned forward, your lips brushing against his in a soft, tentative kiss. It wasn’t planned. It wasn’t something you had thought about. It just happened. And when Sirius kissed you back, it felt like slipping into something familiar, something that had always been there between the two of you.

When you finally pulled away, you both smiled at each other, a little breathless but lighter than you had felt in months.

Maybe this wasn’t the end of your story after all.

[dorkydegeneracy]

Fuck AMC for screwing Interview again because it aired outside of the eligibility window.

Season 2 was fucking phenomenal! I genuinely think that it is just as good if not better than many of the winning shows tonight at the Emmys. Hopefully it will hold up amongst it's competitors next year.

This is literally the worst thing that can happen for a show like this because now we have to compete with all of the shows who are released closer to nominations.

I understand that these glitzy awards in no way define how amazing this show is. More importantly however, the amazing actors and writers who make this show happen deserve the highest of honors.

They are all way too humble to brag, so us fans are going to have to continue to shower them with the praise that they so obviously deserve!

[clairegregoryau]

Ahoy friends! I've been thinking a lot about my old pal the Revenge recently while working on a few art projects, and I suddenly remembered that we have the website of an art director from S1 of Our Flag Means Death, Samantha Avila, where the specific paint colours used in the exteriors were given.

Decided I'd track down the listed paints from the original companies (Benjamin Moore for most, Sherwin-Williams for the Glitzy Gold) and make myself a Procreate palette, then thought I should share it with everyone! Here's a link to a Drive folder that includes this image, the downloadable swatch/palette for Procreate (edit: and now for Illustrator, too!), and a PDF of the key colour diagrams of the Revenge (see below).

These colours are for the exterior of the ship, but I'm pretty confident they're repeated inside Stede's cabin as well (you can see more cabin details in the submission to the Art Directors' Guild Awards in 2022/23, which they won!)

The first 13 colours in the palette are the specific colour swatches, and the rest are light or dark shades of those, per the light/shadowed examples in the images and the delightful digital dollops that the Benjamin Moore website provides. The only colours missing are the custom stains for the unpainted wood. Only one of those (Rich Mahogany from Minwax) is listed with the number #225- that corresponds to Red Mahogany, which is here:

Here are the key colour diagrams used to put this together, available on the website linked at the start and in the Drive folder also linked.

I hope this helps! I'm looking forward to incorporating some more specific and deliberate Revenge colours into my art going forward, too.

[theroyalsims]

BREAKING: ANYA AND GUS MAKE SIMBLEDON DEBUT

Our favourite soon to be Mr. and Mrs. were welcomed with loud cheers at Simbledon this afternoon!

Lovebird Anya and Gus enjoyed the Simbledon Women's Singles Finals in the best seats of the arena straight from the Royal Box.

(Above: This marks Gus' first official outing as a soon-to-be member of the Royal Family.)

The historic day at the courts marks the first official outing of the couple after their engagement was announced a couple of months ago.

Although, yes, it might seem like the two are just enjoying a day off and having a tennis date, the trip to the world's most prestigious tennis arena is actually "work" for the Crown Princess, who is attending the event as the Royal Patron of the Brindleton Tennis and Croquet Club (BTCC).

(Above: Anya and Gus received a very warm welcome upon their arrival.)

HRH and Gus were greeted by former Simbledon champ, Louisa Naayers - Hawthorne and her husband. Louisa famously had a 7-time back-to-back Simbledon win over three decades ago. She now sits as one of the directors of the BTCC.

Anya stunned in a bright blue knit dress, which she complemented with nude accessories including a clutch and low-heel slingbacks. Gus, meanwhile, looked dapper in a cream suit. He did, however, match his tie and his trousers to Anya's blue frock.

(Above: Gus rests his hand on Anya's back, as the couple head to their seats at the Royal Box.)

And while there wasn't any hand-holding - rumour has it that the Queen "advised" the two about proper decorum and protocol while out on official engagements - we did notice that Gus constantly kept a protective hand behind Anya's back. They were also seen engaging in lively banter during the event.

Gus, however, is somehow new to the glitzy world of Brindelton tennis, and it seems like he much rather prefers rugby and football. A source close that he's recently just picked up the game - thanks to Anya, of course:

"He's not exactly what I would call a 'tennis guy.' He isn't particularly fond of tennis. He doesn't, or maybe I should say 'didn't,' play. He's more into rugby and football. He's catching up these days though, particularly since Anya loves the sport. They've played a few times, and Anya's coaching him - he's in very good hands because she's actually wonderful at tennis."

(Above: The couple sat next to Mr. and Mrs. Hawthorne at the Royal Box.)

Could his inexperience in the sport be a sore spot for the couple? The source says "no":

"Oh, no, not at all. He loves that he's seeing more of her world. He's happy to be a part of it. And of course, Anya is very excited to share things with Gus. If there's any competition in whatever sports they play, it's very friendly - these two have a shared wicked sense of humour."

(Above: Today's big win belongs to Glimmerbrook's Lucky Harries.)

As for today's big game, Glimmerbrook tennis pro Lucinda "Lucky" Harries won big! Living up to her name, the two-time champ once again proved that she's one of the best in the game! The multi-hyphenated powerhouse (she's has a law degree!) beat Komorebi's Wi-Yen Kobaya in a nail-biting 3-set thriller match.

(Above: Anya and Gus in their own little world! Despite being in an arena and surrounded by over ten thousand tennis fans, the lovebirds were spotted enjoying a lovely moment!)

The Crown Princess is expected to attend the closing ceremony to hand out the awards later this week. Here's hoping she lets Gus tag along again, because we just love seeing these two together!

[dire-vulture]

top 5 tundras... from other lairs >:)

OOUGHH yesss..the tundras...this'll be hard because i want to pick Them All but let's see c:

Snuzzle who belongs to @goannafr !! Such a pretty tundra and lovely mlp fandragon <3 absolutely love those greys and pinks, literally inspired one of my own dragons dfsgdf (Samascott haha) but also that falcon is so good, tundras wear the animal-y genes so perfectly C: and the cute hearts!! and the Points before the points tert even released..hell yeah

Perryn! owned by @radiant-flutterbun . what a handsome guy..most handsome tundra award goes to him i think. (and maybe Jolene too..they can split it.) but yeah he's so gorgeous, absolutely love the jaguar/clouded/thylacine combo and the helmet looks so good on them!! those helmets are so underrated and help make them look more tough..always a fan of Buff Fluffs (and also fat tundras my beloved of course fdgsdf) everything just works so well on him!!

Glitzi, owned by @tomswifty-fr ! Lovely blues and another great Falcon C: but also a really really captivating story..a legendary hero who's gotten cynical with a rough lot in life.. and if you haven't read the Gltizi comic please do <3 it's 24 beautifully illustrated pages of some of the most captivating fr lore emotions i've ever read C:

Veltto, owned by @dunhoof ! another handsome fat tundra (my weakness) and i also really like the color schemes..the bright fruity green/yellow is such a fun contrast with the dark black primary, eye spots is one of my favorite genes and so underused..and omg the cute matching goat eyes too..and this guy just loves his beastclan wife hell yeah <3 eveyrthing you could want in a tundra right here!

Philomele, owned by @fr-thrice ! Trans sword lesbian nature tundra..what more could you want <3 her absolutely beautiful nature themes with that guise and wing thorns are so good, i'ma lways a sucker for browns and greens together and she works it so well! lovely thylacine showing how it makes tundra manes stripey! and check out the art in her bio if you haven't already c:

Evander owned by @transtundras-fr ! living for their brown and pink color together and i always love seeing seraph!! and the cherub is sooo nice too and omg the knitting stuff <3 very very fitting haha. go Evander !!! those tundras sure can trans c:

Mikael, owned by @blushingtendertiel !! Another lovely pink fluff!! such perfect pastel colors and i love Tiger on tundras (another perfectly animal-y gene for them) and the runes too!! the sparkly horns my beloved c: really love his delicate apparel too..truly a furry angel right here <3

and lastly, at number 1 we have... @guardsbian's very own Rozomund !!! no way she couldn't be part of this list omgggg..biker tundra of my dreams, she is sooo cool omg <3 loving the hex secondary and the cool bandana matching her pants and using the chasmcrawler stuff to be leather was genius omg. she is everything to me c: and lowkey was an inspiration for Glacier (along with Brody and Maddox)..tundra bikers with the wind in their fur, unite :D

sdgfasdf thank you for the ask omggg this was both so fun and so hard to put together haha. i definitely succeeded at only picking five tundras to make a top five list yes.

[louisupdates]

Louis Tomlinson and ITV Big Brother's AJ Odudu lead red carpet best dressed at Rolling Stone UK Awards

Louis Tomlinson and telly presenter AJ Odudu were just some of the names gracing the red carpet at Camden's Roundhouse for the Rolling Stone UK Awards and they did not disappoint

By Daniel Bird | Assistant Showbiz Editor

Louis Tomlinson, AJ Odudu and Mae Muller certainly ensured all eyes were on them at the Rolling Stone UK Awards.

Celebs gathered in Camden, north London, for the first-ever Rolling Stone UK awards in collaboration with Remy Martin. The glitzy bash celebrated all things music and will also see 13 artists be inducted into the Rolling Stone UK Hall of Fame.

Throughout the night, those in attendance will see Ozzy Osbourne pick up the Icon Award. However, the Prince of Darkness won't be performing, instead, he will deliver a speech. Meanwhile, Jessie Ware went up against Raye, Jorja Smith, Romy and Grian Chatten for the Artist Award.

Meanwhile, Louis Tomlinson went up against the likes of Yungblyd, Elton John, Nova Twins, Loyle Carter and Rina Sawayama for the Live Act nomination. Here, we take a look at some of the hottest red carpet looks from the night.

1. Louis Tomlinson

Chart-topper Louis Tomlinson may have only recently finished the sold-out and critically acclaimed UK leg of his Faith In The Future World Tour but he stopped by the glitzy awards. The rocker from Doncaster, South Yorks, is nominated for Best Live Act.

Louis Tomlinson, Rolling Stone UK Awards 2023

[skippyv20]

😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

[brian-in-finance]

Classy lass

Caitríona Balfe attends Harrods Iconic Dining Hall relaunch hosted by Stanley Tucci on October 5, 2023 in London (Image: Dave Benett/Getty Images for Harrods)

All the best Caitríona Balfe photos from her recent appearances at stylish events and on the red carpet

The Outlander actress and former model always looks amazing and she's a regular on the high-society scene in London, Paris and New York

Fans are currently in the midst of another 'Droughtlander' with the second half of season 7 not due to hit our screens until November.

In the meantime, however, at least we are getting to see plenty of Claire Fraser – also known as Irish actress Caitríona Balfe – as she tours the world attending glamorous and glitzy events.

The former model, 44, is often seen with famous faces such as Stella McCartney or Carey Mulligan... and of course, her Scots co-star Sam Heughan, who plays on-screen hubby Jamie Fraser. Here's a selection of the best images from the past 12 months:

Ladies who lunch

(L to R) Caitríona Balfe, Micaela Marconi and Carey Mulligan attend a special lunch to celebrate "Maestro", hosted by Charles Finch, at Maison Assouline on December 1, 2023 in London (Image: Dave Benett/Getty Images for Netflix)

It’s all a blur

Caitríona Balfe attends the LOEWE FOUNDATION Studio Voltaire Award 2023 on October 10, 2023 in London (Image: Dave Benett/Getty Images for LOEWE)

With the REAL husband (emphasis not Brian’s)

Caitríona Balfe and her husband Tony McGill attend the UK Special Screening after party for "Leave The World Behind" at Kettners on November 29, 2023 in London (Image: Dave Benett/WireImage)

Razzmatazz

Caitríona Balfe attends the Charles Finch & CHANEL 2024 Pre-BAFTA Party at 5 Hertford Street on February 17, 2024 in London (Image: John Phillips/Getty Images)

Polka party

Caitríona Balfe attends the launch of Manzi's Soho, in partnership with Choose Love, on July 6, 2023 in London (Image: Dave Benett/Getty Images for The Wolseley Hospitality Group)

A night at the theatre

(L to R) Caitríona Balfe, Gloria Obianyo, Tobias Menzies and Sophie Okonedo attend the press night after party for "Portia Coghlan" at The Almeida Theatre on October 17, 2023 in London (Image: Hoda Davaine/Dave Benett/Getty Images)

Vive la France!

Delphine Arnault and Caitríona Balfe at Loewe Ready To Wear Spring 2024 held at Esplanade Saint Louis on September 29, 2023 in Paris, France (Image: Swan Gallet/WWD via Getty Images)

A night on the town

Caitríona Balfe attends the private view of "Gabrielle Chanel. Fashion Manifesto" at The V&A on September 13, 2023 in London (Image: Mike Marsland/WireImage)

Cait and Stella

Caitríona Balfe and Stella McCartney attend the NET-A-PORTER x Stella McCartney cocktail party during London Fashion Week to celebrate the Stella McCartney FW23 Runway collection at The Box Soho on September 15, 2023 in London (Image: Dave Benett/Getty Images for NET-A-PORTER)

Here’s where Brian passed his 10-image limit…

With Big Sam 👨🏼👩🏻

Sam Heughan and Caitríona Balfe attend Outlander Season 7 World Premiere At Tribeca Film Festival at OKX Theatre at BMCC Tribeca Performing Arts Center on June 09, 2023 in New York City (Image: Getty Images for STARZ)

New York, New York 👩🏻👨🏻

Caitríona Balfe and Zachary Quinto attend Outlander Season 7 World Premiere At Tribeca Film Festival at Verōnikaon June 09, 2023 in New York City

The famous four 👩🏻👨🏼👩🏼👨🏻

Sam Heughan, Caitríona Balfe, Sophie Skelton and Richard Rankin attend Outlander Season 7 World Premiere at Tribeca Film Festival in NYC (Image: Getty Images for STARZ)

Check the link for the three missing photos:

Scottish Daily Express

Remember… only six more months of Droughtlander to go… 🙃

[the-tortured-artists-department]

TSwift Red Carpet Madness: Round 2, Matchup 2

Be sure to follow tsredcarpetmadness for all upcoming polls!

I really appreciate all reblogs! It helps get a bigger sample size for each poll & always keeps things more exciting 🫶🏼

[yunjin-lover]

Jealousy

Huh Yunjin x Fem!Reader

Jealous!Yunjin

Yunjin couldn't ignore the sinking feeling in her chest as she watched Y/N and Winter from Aespa chat backstage at the glitzy award show. Winter's flirty gestures and Y/N's amused smiles made Yunjin's blood boil with jealousy. She tried to keep her composure, but her heart was heavy with insecurity.

As Y/N introduced her to Winter, Yunjin pretended not to know her. "Hi, I'm Yunjin," she said, extending her hand. "Are you one of the staff here?"

Winter looked surprised, but she played along. "No, I'm Winter from Aespa," she replied with a friendly smile. "We've actually met before, Yunjin. Remember?"

Yunjin's jealousy flared up even more at Winter's friendly tone. She clenched her jaw, trying to mask her emotions. "Oh, right," she said coolly, avoiding eye contact with Winter. "Must have slipped my mind. You know how hectic idol life can be."

Winter flashed Yunjin an awkward smile.

Y/N sensed the tension and tried to diffuse it. "Well, it's nice to see you again, Winter," she said, trying to steer the conversation in a different direction.Yunjin forced a smile, though her jealousy was eating away at her.

Winter excused herself, leaving Yunjin and Y/N alone. Yunjin took a deep breath, trying to push down her jealousy and address the issue with Y/N.

"Y/N, can we talk?" Yunjin asked, her voice tinged with unease.

Y/N nodded, sensing Yunjin's discomfort. They found a quiet corner backstage where they could speak privately.

Yunjin took a deep breath, trying to articulate her feelings. "I couldn't help but notice the way Winter was flirting with you," she said, her voice wavering slightly. "It made me feel really jealous."

Y/N looked surprised, her brows furrowing. "Jealous? Yunjin, Winter was just being friendly. She's like that with everyone."

Yunjin looked down, feeling embarrassed about her jealousy. "I know, but it still bothered me," she admitted softly. "I don't like feeling this way, but I couldn't help it."

Y/N reached out and cupped Yunjin's cheek, her eyes filled with compassion. "Yunjin, you have nothing to be jealous about," she said tenderly. "You mean everything to me, and I'm committed to our relationship."

Yunjin's heart swelled with emotion, and she looked into Y/N's eyes. "I know you're committed to us, but it still hurts," she said, her voice cracking. "I don't want to be a jealous girlfriend, but I don't know how to stop feeling this way."

Y/N's expression softened, and she pulled Yunjin into a comforting embrace. "It's okay to feel jealous sometimes," she said softly. "But you have to trust me. Winter is just a friend, and I only have eyes for you."

Yunjin nodded, feeling comforted by Y/N's words. She knew she had to work on her jealousy and trust Y/N, but it wouldn't be easy.

"I'll try," Yunjin whispered, her voice filled with sincerity. "I don't want our relationship to be affected by my jealousy."

Y/N smiled, giving Yunjin a reassuring squeeze. "We'll work through this together," she said, her love for Yunjin shining in her eyes.

“Calling Winter a staff member was kind of funny though.” Y/n mumbled as she brought in Yunjin for a hug.

[grits-galraisedinthesouth]

The Meghan Show

In 2015, Sentebale hosted their annual chaity polo event at Val de Vie Estate in South Africa. I can no longer abide Sparry's insufferable voice, but this video footage from a pre-megxit fundraiser is markedly different from the staged Meghan shows featuring the "spare pair" of whinging nutburgers.

In April 2024 Sparry and wife filmed the Sentebale megflix event in Wellington, FL. They promoted the event as "glitzy."

Serena Williams traveled from Miami to witness and participate in her 2nd megflix production. She appears to have been the only "celebrity" on the set. Serena has previously expressed an interest in acting and is best friends with Kim Kardashian.

In 2022, Nacho formed polo team in Santa Barbara to "help" Sparry. To date, Netflix has not used any of the published (backgrid) images.

The Meghans invited celebrities to the 2022 event. Rebel Wilson's Australian mother offended the couple w/4 words: "where are your children?"

From Neil Sean: according to John Travolta's team, Harry demands that his WIFE (Meghan Markle, former briefcase model) present his awards.

2022 Briefcase Model

2024 Briefcase Model

[thesoupisburning]

being ill apparently makes my sleep talking that much more understandable. so true sleepy glitzy.

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my favorite part in slay the princess is when the slayer and the narrator talk and the slayer asks why a princess and the narrator admits that he didmt actually decide that, the slayer did, and he starts theorizing why they came up with a princess, then delivers this gem of a line "i dunno i dont think its healthy for me to anthropomorphize you" [paraphrased] my. my brother in christ. you created him

father of the year award silver metal standing next to william afton's gold

king of being a hypocrite

[saintmeghanmarkle]

Ideas for the next South Park Episode by u/Glittering_Jess317

Ideas for the next South Park Episode I tried to post this earlier from my phone but I'm not sure I did it correctly:Plot: The Dumbartons are excited to be getting a purchased "award" where ILBW will give a speech. A large glitzy event is planned. When they arrive and see all of the A-listers in attendance, ILBW says "I told you I am a star, H!" Harry is escorted down a red carpet as the first wife skirts the edge to follow him on the pavement. They soon discover this is a roast. All the A listers are there to roast ILBW, not to hear a speech. Her forehead vein explodes. The End. ETA: corrected grammar post link: https://ift.tt/VRBihpv author: Glittering_Jess317 submitted: June 01, 2024 at 07:30PM via SaintMeghanMarkle on Reddit disclaimer: all views + opinions expressed by the author of this post, as well as any comments and reblogs, are solely the author's own; they do not necessarily reflect the views of the administrator of this Tumblr blog. For entertainment only.

[spade-riddles]

She keeps leaving 🫢

https://www.dailymail.co.uk/tvshowbiz/article-12855883/Taylor-Swift-jets-Kansas-City-leaving-Travis-Kelce-day-birthday-heads-New-York-evening-attend-glitzy-Times-Person-Year-award-ceremony.html

[brf-rumortrackinganon]

Congratulations to everyone who predicted a Sussex illness to compete with Kate…

If you don’t want to click the link — Meghan missed the Travolta awards because one of the children became sick.

Didn’t Kate miss an awards event a few years ago because one of the children wasn’t feeling well?

Update: Kate did! She missed the 2019 Tusk Awards.