Stage Partners In Crime

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could you make T.O.P version of this fic?? cause it's so cute!!!!

Stage Partners in Crime

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Pairing: T.O.P x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Humor, Slow Burn

At the YG Family Concert, T.O.P surprised everyone by matching your chaotic energy, playfully copying your antics on stage. Fans quickly took notice, turning your interactions into viral edits. Later, on a variety show, Seunghyun teased that this was just the beginning.

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The YG Family Concert was always an unforgettable experience, bringing together some of the biggest artists in the company for a night of performances, collaborations, and spontaneous fun. Every year, fans expected iconic moments—but this time, they weren’t just focused on the performances. Instead, their attention was glued to something entirely unexpected: the chaotic energy between you and T.O.P.

You had always been known for your bubbly, energetic personality, constantly bouncing around backstage and hyping up the crowd with your endless enthusiasm. Meanwhile, Seunghyun carried a reputation for being calm and composed, exuding effortless coolness in every situation.

At least, that’s how he appeared to most people.

Those who truly knew him—his friends, his members—understood that beneath the polished, almost mysterious persona, Seunghyun could be downright ridiculous when he was around the right people. And tonight, for whatever reason, it seemed like you had unknowingly unlocked that version of him.

The first hint of mischief came early in the night.

During the opening introductions, each artist stepped forward one by one to greet the audience. You, of course, couldn’t resist making a spectacle of it. When it was your turn, you threw out your arms dramatically, taking an exaggerated bow as if you were accepting an award, your voice dripping with theatrical flair.

“Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you… Y/N! The most incredible performer you will ever witness in your lifetime!”

The audience burst into laughter, but the biggest reaction came when Seunghyun—standing right next to you—wordlessly copied your pose, bowing in the exact same ridiculous fashion with an unreadable expression.

The crowd went wild.

You whipped your head toward him, eyes wide in amusement. “Seunghyun, what was that?!”

Straightening up, he adjusted his mic, completely deadpan. “I thought we were being theatrical.”

That was the moment you knew—you had found a partner in crime for the night.

At first, it seemed like that was just a one-time thing. But as the night continued, you realized Seunghyun was going to keep messing with you every chance he got.

During one of the collaborative performances, you were standing at the side of the stage, dancing along to BIGBANG’s song like the enthusiastic hype person you were. You didn’t think much of it—until, out of the corner of your eye, you noticed Seunghyun had moved beside you.

And he was mirroring every single move you made.

At first, it was subtle. You threw in an exaggerated two-step—he did the exact same thing, completely straight-faced. You raised your arms dramatically—he followed suit, not even cracking a smile.

Then you decided to test him.

You spun dramatically. He spun dramatically.

You threw in a completely unnecessary body roll. He did the same—except he somehow made it look even funnier.

At this point, the cameras had caught onto your antics, and the audience was losing it. Even some of the other artists on stage were laughing mid-performance.

Then you took it too far.

You attempted a half-baked moonwalk—your feet stumbling slightly—and Seunghyun did the exact same terrible moonwalk right beside you.

That was it. The crowd exploded in laughter. You could barely breathe as you bent over, gripping Seunghyun’s arm for support. Meanwhile, he casually took a sip of water, completely unbothered, as if he hadn’t just made thousands of people cry-laugh.

“You’re the worst,” you managed between gasps of laughter.

He shrugged. “I’m just good at following choreography.”

By the next morning, the internet was in chaos.

• Clips of your synchronized ridiculousness had already gone viral, with multiple fan edits labeling you two as “Seunghyun’s secret second job: Y/N’s backup dancer.”

• Screenshots of Seunghyun copying your bow had become a meme, with captions like “When your friend is just as dramatic as you.”

• A trending hashtag started gaining traction: #YNxTOPDynamicDuo

But the teasing didn’t stop there.

A few days later, you appeared on a popular variety show, where the hosts wasted no time bringing up the concert.

“Y/N, let’s talk about your… interesting dynamic with T.O.P during YG Family,” one of them said with a smirk. “That was unexpected.”

You laughed, already knowing where this was going. “Tell me about it! I thought I was just being my usual weird self, and then suddenly, Seunghyun joined in. I had no idea he was that competitive!”

The hosts chuckled. “Do you think you bring out a different side of him?”

“I don’t know if it’s that,” you said thoughtfully, tilting your head. “But I do know that if I start something, he will always take it to another level.”

Right on cue, the screen lit up with a pre-recorded message from Seunghyun.

He was sitting in what looked like his living room, his signature blank expression in place. “I have no idea what Y/N is talking about.”

The studio erupted in laughter.

Then, after a long pause, the corners of his mouth twitched upward into a barely-there smirk.

“…They should prepare for next time. I have an entire routine planned.”

The hosts and guests lost it, and you could only shake your head, laughing.

“I have to watch my back now,” you joked.

But deep down, you already knew—this wasn’t the last time you and Seunghyun would turn a performance into a full-fledged comedy show.

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depesworld

5 months ago

okay okay but imagine pissed off brat tamer Steven Adler and sub reader who usually never pisses Steven off....i'm dead bro

A/n: I hope I did good with this prompt, I know there was no mention of the rest of the band but I had an idea and just rolled with it ig so I hope you don’t mind and still enjoy it <3

Warnings: smut, slight angst, voyeurism, degrading, groping, slight praise link, if you think I missed anything let me know otherwise enjoy!

Okay Okay But Imagine Pissed Off Brat Tamer Steven Adler And Sub Reader Who Usually Never Pisses Steven

It wasn’t intentional. Kind of.

You were just having a bad day! And you told Steven just as much over the phone. He was down at the studio with the guys and you were asking how much longer it would be before he got home.

He said only a few more hours but you asked him to come home sooner. You just wanted to see him, you wanted him to hold you and tell you everything would be fine and that you were beautiful and he loved you.

You wanted him to fuck you so good you couldn’t walk for the next week.

You wanted him to love you.

When he refused to come home you knew you had to take matters into your own hands so you drove down to the studio.

You found the room they were in with the help of another band that happened to be there. The guy who walked you over there obviously thought you were attractive, even asking if you’d rather sit in with his band instead.

It made you wonder how Steven would react, so you accepted his offer.

His was in a band you didn’t know but remembered hearing the name around somewhere, Steven must’ve talked about them at some point, maybe it was a magazine.

They were recording their own debut album and the guy you met was the drummer. He told you his name but you didn’t remember it, there was no need to. He said he’d already done his part and was just there to give his input on the others playing.

You sat in his lap, arms around his neck and occasionally shifting in his lap to get a reaction. You loved hearing his groans fall onto your ears, most of all you loved the thought of Steven catching you two in the act.

As if it was planned there was a knock on the door and in came Duff and Steven. They’d come to ask if this new band wanted to hang out, they were both new bands belonging to the same label so why not?

Steven just wasn’t expecting to see his own girlfriend sitting in some random dudes lap the same way you sat in his lap.

When Duff walked out he didn’t wait for Steven, he saw you sitting there, he knew there’d be words. “Hey, can I see you for a second?” He asked, looking at you with a stern expression.

The drummer you were sitting on looked at you with a confused expression. “But I’m comfy.” You whined with a pout.

“I don’t care, you’re my girlfriend, come on.” He said, coming over and taking you from the other drummer who just stared at you dumbfounded. You never mentioned anything about a partner. He spewed out apology after apology as his band mates laughed while you got borderline dragged out of the room.

Steven dragged you back to Guns recording room. You thought he’d take you to a closet or empty room, maybe his car or something but no.

He sat back on the couch but when you tried to sit down he pushed you off the couch. You looked at him with furrowed brows.

He unzipped his jeans and pat his thigh. You moved between his legs, heat building between your own as you looked up at him with wide eyes.

“The fuck are you doing?” Slash asked as he watched you, though the question was directed at Steven.

“She wanted attention.” Steven stated and pulled himself out of his boxers. You hit your lip and hesitantly took him into your mouth. Cheeks heating up as you felt four sets of eyes on you, Stevens head rolling back already.

You started moving up and down on his length, gagging slightly around him as soft groans left him.

Out of the corner of your eye you noticed that Slash was palming himself through his jeans, you could hear Duff groaning as well. While you couldn’t see Izzy or Axl you figured they were both in similar situations.

You just wanted attention from your boyfriend, not everyones eyes on you as you sucked Steven off. You wanted a reaction from him but you didn’t think it’d be this.

You kept going, eyes watering and tears trickling down your cheeks, mixing with the drool slipping out the corners of your mouth.

Steven was twitching down your throat, his head relaxed on the back of the couch as moans left him.

“Fuck.” Duff groaned. You hadn’t realized he’d come up beside you, now stroking himself not far from your face. “You’re so pretty like that.” You stared up at the tall blond, letting Steven take control and thrust up into you.

“Aw, look at that.” Slash chimed, also jerking himself off at the sight of your lips wrapped around Stevens cock. “Getting all starry eyed when someone calls you pretty.” He gently rubbed your wet cheek with a finger.

“Is that all you wanted?” Steven asked, caressing your cheek. You nodded, still taking him in your mouth. “Well, that’s to bad.” He pulled you off of him and got you to your feet just to push you onto the couch and push into your needy cunt. “Shouldve thought about that before being a whore.”

Steven started slamming into you at a brutal pace, not giving you a moment of peace. Loud moans and sobs ripped from your throat as you body bounced from his harsh thrusts, the only thing keeping your head from repeatedly banging against the wall was Duffs arm he had resting on the couch, specifically put there so you wouldn’t get hurt.

Even with Stevens aggressive pace and cold words, feeling everyone’s eyes on you knowing they were getting off on the sight, the few praises you got for simply sitting pretty for them was enough to get that hot knot building in your gut.

Stevens arms wrapped around you, pulling you up so you were held tight against his chest. Slash lazily reached for you chest and Steven held up your shirt for him. He stuffed the hem in your mouth and bit your neck. “You need to shut up more.” He whispered in your ear.

“Fuck you, I like hearing her.” Axl grunted, you could tell he was getting close. Everyone was getting close but no one wanted to cum first.

You reached down to rub yourself but Steven slapped your hand away. “Oh, come on,” Duff chimed, “she’s been good.” He reached over and lightly toyed with you. Slash groped your chest, pinching your nipples between his calloused fingers.

It all finally boiled over and the knot inside you finally came undone. Waves of heat washed over you, jolts of pleasure rocketing through your body and making you shake.

Your mind was wrecked. Everything was foggy, the guys voices were all muffled and you weren’t entirely sure what was happening. All you knew was that finally Steven was holding you tightly and lovingly, kissing you sweetly all over, whispering praises in your ear just as you had wanted when you came down in the first place.

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depesworld

4 months ago

maybe cus ur a person and not a thing 🫵🏻🫤

nah girl, you can enjoy a song or any form of art without liking the person/people behind it

just cus you like something someone did, does NOT mean you like THEM

Separating the art from the artist is one of the dumbest concepts I’ve ever heard.

You can’t fully separate the artist from their art because the art is an extension of the artist’s mind. They are the creator, and their work is a reflection of their thoughts and imagination. Even if their mind produced bad things, it doesn’t diminish their creativity or artistic ability.

“I respect him as an artist / musician, but I don’t like his life / personal choices” - Who’s to say those choices didn’t shape the very art you admire? Without them, it might not even exist. Great art often emerges from struggle, pain, and so-called “bad” choices - creativity thrives in chaos just as much as in beauty.

Good and bad are just labels society imposes - no one is entirely one or the other. Free yourself from those constraints and live according to what truly fulfills you.

If you enjoy their work, you’re acknowledging the person behind it, flaws and all. You can’t pick and choose which parts of someone’s existence you want to appreciate without being hypocritical.