First and foremost loved the vogue drabble it was so sweet💗

And secondly how do you think Katsuki would feel if he won sexiest man of the year title? Like I imagine him finding out he won but he’s so chill about it and you’re just so happy for him and visiting him when he has to do the photo shoot and over all just fun.

hello! and thank you hehe

i keep replying to things saying CUTE!! but so cute!! i think he’d try to be humble about it but also does it in a way that he’s not surprised LMAO

him getting an email announcing he won and when he’s free to do the photoshoot and he smugly goes up to you like, “guess what?” and you’ve got no clue, “what?” and he shines his phone in your face, “i fuckin’ won sexiest man of the year.” and he’s smiling with teeth waiting for your reaction. you laugh, hand to your mouth, “oh my god! i knew you would, look at you!” and we all know he is a loser for a compliment and babying. so he’d do the “it’s not that deep, but they want me in for a photo shoot for the cover next month.” and he just loves the attention from you, bouncing up and down and giving him a hug and kiss on the cheek. “can’t believe i’m dating the sexiest man in the world.” and he’s trying to hide his smile (and failing), “can’t believe i’m dating the sexiest woman in the world.” and that’s when you slap his arm.

but he defo during that time mentions it in conversation. like he swears he doesn’t care about it (and honestly he doesn’t but he likes the attention he gets from you about it). when you compliment how he looks he grins, “well i am the sexiest man in the world.” you have to roll your eyes. or you compliment someone else and he’s like, “i don’t think so and that’s coming from the sexiest man in the world.” talking about moving your bed to a different angle and he’s like “yeah that’s not right and i’d know, i’m the sexiest man in the world.” and that’s nothing to do with that!! every time he gives you a back hug and laughs when you groan. all very playful and sweet.

and the photoshoot!! pictures of him shirtless and in tight t-shirts and a suit, honestly looking the sexiest he ever has. (not including how he looks in bed with you lol) visiting him during and cheering him on from the side. he defo mentions you in the article too. after the interview you both get some fast food and eat it in the car.

You know those vogue spend 24 hours with (celebrity) videos?

Imagine idol!reader and katsuki having to do one and they probably have like fittings to do for like an award show they have to attend that day

I just re watched Taika Waititi and Rita Ora’s video and it just made me think of them

OKAY I HAD TO WATCH TAIKA AND RITAS VIDEO FOR RESEARCH BEFORE I REPLIED !!

vogue 24 hours with you and bkg!!!!

i’m imagining it being you both preparing to host an award show or maybe you are and bkg is gonna walk the red carpet like usual. i always imagine bkg never being one for cameras or video or promo of this sort and you on the other side, are a natural at it. the whole video is more just you both talking to each other. sweet flirty banter, you confused about something and him explaining, him following you through the streets of a random country and you trying to make him taste new foods. if there’s ever talking to the camera directly, it’s from you and bkg just watches you while you do it.

he’s constantly struck with the look of love when he’s looking at you. so much so it’s just normal on his face. when you’re in your dressing gown, showing the camera multiple dresses you might wear for the show and the cameras record him walking into the room. “you’d look beautiful in that one.” “you think?” “course. i’ve seen BLEEP like this on your pinterest board.” cue you rolling your eyes and he comes closer in his white compression shirt/wifebeater and joggers. in your shared hotel room. and then there’s a couple shirts he might wear and you hold it up to him, “ooo and with open buttons, your chest showing. tattoo of my name too.” and youre smiling and he pretends to huff, “you love mentionin’ that.” and you turn to the camera, “i do.”

and there’s clips of you both with music over them. you fixing his hair, him opening doors for you, you whispering in his ear when you’re doing some random work stuff before the show. you both chatting in the car on the way to get something to eat and bkgs playing with your fingers. he literally pays no mind to the camera, looking out the window and then doing a glare (which is his go to pose) to your phone when you take a selfie of you both. you show the selfie to the vogue camera, “he always looks grumpy but he’s enjoying himself. promise.” and bkg huffs a laugh in a cute designer outfit for the autumn weather and low-key matching colours with you. “hm. just because you’re here. could do with a nap honestly.” “cute. you’re just a big baby.” and bkg makes this face, tongue in cheek where he’d entertain what you were saying if you both alone but not with an audience. it’s always a line you love to cross. alone he’d reply with something cheesy but he doesn’t want to in-front of the cameras so he just looks you up and down, “comin’ from you.” and that means so much to you both, stories that you aren’t sharing with the camera but you’re clearly communicating with your eyes. glaring and frowning and pouting until you burst into laughter and he grins.

and omg would be so cute like in rita’s video when you’re walking the streets with bkg and the cameras, planning to go to a restaurant and people notice you both. so cute bkg taking photos of you and fans and then standing back beside the cameras as people fawn over your attention. the only time he talks to the camera is to say, “she’s a natural. they love her.” and then the camera panning to you getting free food from people!!!!!

Hello I would like to request something with jack Harlow inspired by the song I wanna see some ass

Can you please make it spicy if you’re able to ❤️

there’s about two storylines going on in this song and i’m choosing the stripper one just bc it sounds fun lmao, like i pictured the whole thing in my head so here ya go! sorry it’s not spicy though lmao ... i got you on the next one <3

It was Saturday night or Sunday morning, it was a little past midnight already and the strip club you worked at was booming like any other Saturday night in Las Vegas. You had been there for about three hours and you were already tired, you were easily annoyed and sometimes you wondered why you still even worked at the place.

That was until you got your money after a night's work and then you’d remember why.

Cherry was your stripper name, it was basic but it meant something to you. It wasn’t anything sexual, you just really enjoyed cherries so they decided to call you that. Y/N by day and Cherry Girl by night.

“Ooh girl you won’t believe who just walked in, the girls are gonna freak!” Blossom, one of your coworkers ran up to you back in the dressing room.

Your set was a little later, courtesy of being a fan favorite you get to perform during a time where all the big ballers come in.

“Drake?” Your eyes widened, you fucking loved Drake.

She shook her head, “No, think a little less famous like newly famous– Think white boy of the month!”

“Okay I doubt Harry Styles is in this strip club…” You were growing annoyed, you just wanted to know who.

“No! Jack Harlow girl!”

It was like a sea of pigeons flocked toward the two of you as the name left Blossom’s mouth.

“Who?”

“Oh stop playing, you know Jack Harlow. Everyone knows Jack Harlow!” Blossom was starting to pull out her phone when you were called, 2 minutes till you had to be on stage.

“Just show me when I get back, I gotta go!” You said walking back out onto the floor.

“Now I know y’all been waiting on her so I’m not gonna make this introduction too long… Here’s someone sweet as can be Moonlight’s very own Cherry Girl!”

You remember the first night you ever danced on the big stage, you were scared shitless and you were surprised you didn’t eat it. Now, after a good amount of times you were as graceful as a stripper could be. 

You had specifically picked the song for your dance tonight, it was one of your favorites and you had randomly made up the routine at your home last Thursday. You were a favorite because you weren't into all the craziness that the other girls did, you were simple and seductive and whenever people watched you they just couldn’t keep their eyes off.

You for sure had Jack’s attention. He didn’t even want to go to the strip club, he was tired after flying in only a few hours before his performance at the club he had a residency at. He was ready to dip straight after but his friends had a different idea. He was glad he didn’t resist though, you were by far his favorite thing so far. Cherry, he knew it wasn’t your real name but it fit you so well. 

“You like her huh…” DJ Drama’s voice cut through his thoughts, “I got you brother.” 

Jack gave him a confused look as he walked away. He would have asked questions but you were on stage, who knew how long you were gonna be up there? He didn’t want to miss any more of you.

By the time you were done with you set the floor surrounding you was flooded in ones, fives, and twenties and all the way in the corner hundreds. You almost laughed at who they were coming from, “No fucking way.” You mumbled to yourself as you walked off the stage and back into the dressing room.

“Did you see him?” Blossom and the rest of the girls practically bombarded you, “Because he for sure saw you! He couldn’t keep his eyes off you, he was throwing hundreds girl, hundreds!”

You were feeling overwhelmed by the attention all the girls were giving you, but like in a good way. You were good at what you did but you weren't the best, you had to give it to the ones people really came to see Sapphire and Diamond. There were rumors that Drake had offered to take them both on vacation, and that he was in love with Diamond. Of course those were rumors but they never denied it. 

“Calm down, he’s a rapper he’d look cheap he threw ones.” You shook your head, you didn’t want them to get ahead of themselves and in a way you didn’t either. 

“He wants you, girl. He wants you!” 

“No he doesn’t he–”

“Cherry, you’ve got a private room in five.” Jeff, one of the manager’s spoke into the speaker that announced in the room.

Everyone’s eyes instantly flew to you, all holding either a proud smile or a straight look filled with jealousy. They all knew who it was. 

“Oh my fucking god it’s him! It has to be him! It has to be!” Blossom was not jealous, mostly because she was a lesbian but also because she was a good sport. 

You instantly brought your hand up to her mouth, “Calm down Bloss, chill it’s probably one of those bankers that always books me.” You were trying to keep yourself grounded, you had never been booked by a big name. 

You moved over back to the speaker pressing the button and speaking back into it, “Going.”

You looked at yourself in the mirror one last time, adjusting the outfit you wore and fixing your hair and makeup. 

In the other room Jack was waiting, his foot bouncing up and down in anticipation. He couldn’t wait to see your face up close, it was nuts he wanted to see your face when he had your ass right there, which he didn’t mind seeing either. 

You walked into the room, your breath hitching a bit as Jack’s head turned to you as the door opened and closed revealing you.

You gave him your best seductive smile, the smile you gave guys that would make them feel special. You did it with every guy that booked you in that room and was spending a bag just for 30 minutes with you. 

“Hey.” It was so simple but Jack swore hearing your voice was enough to make him cum.

“Wassup, uh… I’m not sure who yall do it in here but uh I’m not gonna like take advantage of you.” Jack wanted to slap himself, who the fuck says that?

You let out a laugh, “Thanks and I like your accent.” 

Jack gave you a smirk nodding his head. “That's a Kentucky accent.”

“So you’re a little country boy.” You walked over closer to him, placing yourself in his lap as you always did. He gave you a surprised look which immediately made you ask him if it was okay that you sat yourself in his lap.

He let out a struggled laugh, “Yeah, but if you feel somethin’ poking you don't get scared.”

You shook your head, “It’s fine, nothing I haven’t experienced before. Just relax, I got you.”

In a weird way Jack felt like a girl after you had told him that and he was ready to establish some dominance before you bent down right in front of him, and with all that ass in his face he just let you have your way with him.

“Damn… I bet your man really enjoys his life huh?” Jack could not take his eyes off your ass.

You shook your head, “In this type of work relationships don’t really work.”

“Are you dead serious? You must got hoes at least and if you do can I be one?”

You threw your head back in a fit of laughter, “You know this amount of talking doesn't really happen here?”

Jack felt like the man for making you laugh, he wanted you but at the end of the day he knew he couldn’t really have you. It made him wonder how many guys you rejected in this line of work?

“Sorry I just really need to know more about you…” He was smooth and his face wasn’t half bad either. You knew you wouldn’t see him after tonight so what was wrong with indulging in a little of the man underneath you. 

“Alright, what do ya wanna know?” You turned around, wrapping your legs around his waist, making deep eye contact, “Nice eyes by the way.”

“You from Vegas? You don’t really got that Vegas look to ya.” 

You scrunch your eyebrows together, “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“You look too angelic to be from Sin City.” The words just came out of his mouth like butter that you had to remind yourself that he had paid to spend time with you and that this was your job and that he was Jack Harlow.

You gave him a small smile, “I’m not from Sin City… California.”

“Ahhhhh, see now that makes sense. What made you come out here?” Jack was genuinely curious. How did you end up in that position? He hoped you didn’t have kids and before he could stop himself, “You got kids?”

“You are so nosey, has anyone ever told you that?” You weren't even dancing anymore, you were just sitting in his lap talking to him.

“Only the girls I really like.” He gave you a cheesy smile. 

“You’re good.” You shook your head, “A failed ballet career brought me out here and to answer that really outta pocket question yeah I have three sons.” 

You laughed as Jack’s eyes widened at your last statement. “Deadass? Can your baby daddy fight?” 

You just couldn’t stop laughing at him, “My three sons are dogs, I don’t have any baby daddy drama.” 

You leaned in a little closer, “You want another one? I’ve been told I’m really good with dogs.”

DING!

You turned around, turning off the alarm before looking back at Jack. “Well looks like that’s all the time we have.”

“That’s it?” 

You nodded, “That’s it.” 

This was your job, you knew that and he should have known that too. You weren't expecting nothing after you left this room. 

“Damn, alright. It was nice talkin’ to you not many pretty and thoughtful girls like you.” He nodded at you before placing about three stacks on the table and a piece of paper before walking out the door. 

You slowly walked over, eyes widening at how much money tipped you and then you smiled at the paper. 

I might have fallen in love with you. Hit me up if you’re ever in ATL or Louisville (***) ***-****… I’ll for sure be back.  - Jack