Happy Birthday Moviestar
AN sorry this took long lol. i was gonna so something about the vmas and met gala but decided against it hope you enjoy <333
Requested? No
Warnings SMUTTT, angst (neelam says some things she should have) but overall cute shit bc it’s miriam’s birthday
Word Count 6.7k words
“Now I get why you didn't want to sit in my box seats.” Kendall Jenner told Miriam, noticing Jack sitting courtside next to Urban and Zack Bia with his team behind him.
"I don't like box seats in general." She shrugged.
Kendall gave her a knowing look and guided them to the section directly across from Jack's seats.
They were in Phoenix for the Suns and Warriors game. Miriam hitched a ride with Kendall from New York. She's been there for a little over a month filming another movie. She starred alongside Evan Mock and Isabela Gomez. It's a book adaptation to 'Placebo Junkies' and about a highschool dropout who lives in a rundown apartment with her boyfriend (played by Evan Mock) and her best friend (played by Isabela Gomez). Evan Mock's character has a terminal illness and Miriam's character starts doing medical trials to save up some money so they can take a trip. Throughout the film it showed the desperation Miriam's character goes through to make money after her best friend passes away and what can happen when drug trials are taken to extremes. What Miriam is most excited about is the ending because her character is an unreliable narrator, and it leaves the ending left to interpretation.
She got the role back in September, when she was getting ready for the Met Gala, Jeremy O. Harris was also getting dressed by Tommy Hilfiger, like her and Jack, and brought up the movie role. Jeremy is one of the producers for 'Placebo Junkies'. He claimed that it was ‘perfect for her’ because he read the script for ‘The Lies We Vow To' ,her movie with Oscar Isaac, and drew similarities between the characters. Filming for the movie started in early October and set to end in mid December. Though right they're taking a week long break since Isabela Gomez is promoting one of her projects and Evan Mock is gearing up for the second half of Gossip Girl. Coincidentally, Miriam's birthday is in the same week and Jack invited her to spend the week with him while he toured. He offered to fly her out first class, but she had already asked Kendall if she could fly with her.
She hadn't seen him in forever. After Lollapalooza Chicago, she went to New York to work on her Met Gala look with Tommy Hilfiger and Soni, Danny and Claudia's mom. They briefly reunited in London but they couldn't spend as much time as they liked because Jack was busy doing shows and interviews, but they were lucky to sit at the same table at the GQ awards dinner. She went because she was her dad's plus one. Mateo was awarded some type of athletic lifetime achievement award for his time at Chelsea. Soon after that, Jack began his US tour and she was working for fashion month.
Her phone buzzed and she pulled it out of her back pocket. It was a message from Jack. Miriam read it and rolled her eyes at his corny message about how he's rethinking his career choices because she looks good in a basketball jersey. She didn't even try to make her outfit look cute. She wore some high waisted boyfriend jeans and his black hoodie with a Warriors jersey over it. Kendall Jenner was dressed the same, except she wore her boyfriend's jersey.
Miriam looked across the court to him. She smirked seeing him sitting with his legs open. She typed out how yearned to drop to her knees and suck him right then and there, not caring that seventeen thousand people saw her. She watched him pull out his phone and read her message. He squirmed in his seat and subtly adjusted his pants. He met her gaze and discreetly flipped her off while he fixed his jacket.
Not long after warm-ups started. Miriam and Kendall took several pictures, posting them to their respective social media accounts. At some point Juan Toscano, number 95 from the Warriors, came by with Jordan to say hi to Miriam when Kendall went to go greet Devin. Jordan left to finish, leaving Miriam and Juan to catch up.
From across the court Jack took notice of how Miriam was laughing a little too hard at whatever Juan was telling her.
"Aw, she's wearing his jersey. They make such a cute couple." said Charlotte, one of Neelam’s influencer friends that was close to Jack's age.
Charlotte and Jack had a very brief fling a few years back. He met her in Birmingham at one of his shows. She was tall and blonde, nothing too interesting to keep him around. She became some sort of southern Belle influencer and according to Neelam, she grew a decent sized following a few months ago. Jack wanted nothing to do with Charlotte after they ended things but she managed to stay friends with Neelam and would sometimes get flown out to hang out with her.
"They're not a couple." Jack said curtly, squeezing his paper cup as Juan and Miriam shared a hug.
"I don't know, that looks like a couple to me," Charlotte said in a sing-song voice. She reached forward to rub Jack's arm and leaned in, "what are we doing after the game, handsome?"
Thankfully the game started and Jack could just pretend he didn't hear her. But that didn't stop her from trying to get his attention. Every few minutes, she'd try to touch his arm. It got to the point that Jack had to ask Urban to switch seats with him. At half-time, the Suns' mascot went up to him and gave him a personalized jersey for the shout out he gave them in the 'What's Poppin' remix. By the time the third quarter started, Jack's social battery drained and he wanted to go back to his hotel room.
He pulled out his phone to text Miriam just as she sent him a text that she was leaving the game early. He replied back that she should wait for him because he was planning on leaving as well but he head to check in with Neelam and Chris.
"Hey, I'm heading back to the hotel with Miriam." He told Chris in a hushed tone.
"Okay, text me when you get to the hotel." He said.
"You can't just leave. The game isn't over." Neelam whisper-yelled.
"It's just a basketball game." Chris reassured her.
"Whatever." She mumbled, crossing her arms.
"Jack, where are you going?" Charlotte asked him.
"I'm leaving." He said bluntly.
"Can I go with you?" She quickly gathered her things.
"No." He said, looking over to Urban with a 'you seeing this shit?' look.
He grabbed his things and shook hands with Urban and Zack. He nodded at Chris and was on his way. He spotted Miriam and Beto casually waiting for the valet to pull up with their rental.
"Hey," he said, letting her know he was there.
"Hi." She grinned.
Jack ached to touch her, to have his arms around her, but he couldn't. When they established that they're a couple they agreed to be private. It wasn't anyone's business either way. Their close friends and family knew, along with Jack's team because they wouldn't be able to hide it from them. Other than that nobody else knew. To the general public they were just really close friends that saw each other at a lot of events.
Though Miriam accidentally let her followers know she wasn't single when she posted a selfie of her with Daisy jumping over her to her Instagram stories. Her caption was 'when your dog hears your man's voice and wants to join your facetime.' She had called him panicking and apologized. He reassured her that it was okay. He gave her his consent that she can talk about him as long as she doesn't mention him by name or post anything that can be traced back to him because he knew how his fans could get. Even before they got together, some of them didn’t like that they were friends while some claimed that they're not real friends and only hang out for PR reasons.
The valet approached them and handed the keys to the rental to Beto. He stood back to make sure there weren't any paps as Jack guided Miriam inside the SUV.
Once inside the confines of the car, Jack pulled Miriam into a chaste kiss.
"I fucking missed you." He said, pressing their foreheads together.
"Really? Because from the looks of it you and blondie looked rather comfortable. Are you going to dedicate a verse from my song to her too?" She asked him in a playful tone, referring to the Chicken Shop Date video.
"For the millionth time, it was edited." He groaned.
When he filmed the Chicken Shop Date video, he was asked what the most romantic lyric he wrote was and he recited a verse from the song he wrote for Miriam a few months back. But the video editors cut it so it looked like he made up the verse off the top of his head for the host. Miriam was a bit annoyed with him when she saw the video because she thought the song was just between them. But Jack reassured her that the song was between them. Though he did plan to have that part of her song in another song about her.
"I know I just like teasing." Miriam giggled.
The car ride back to the hotel was quick. Jack handed her a copy of his key while her and Beto checked in. Chris was able to book a room for her and Beto in the same one they were staying at. Will she be sleeping in it? No, the night was still young and her and Jack had several weeks to catch up with each other.
Jack went ahead of her and quickly picked up the things he had laying on the ground. He fixed up the bed and fluffed up the pillows. A few minutes later the card reader pinged, opening the door and revealing Miriam.
She closed the door and ran to him, wrapping her legs around his waist. Jack bounced her bit, adjusting her legs so she wouldn't slip off him. They kissed as he carried them to the cloud gray arm chair. They pulled away, removing their sweaters and shirts. Miriam stayed in her lace and silk balconette bra while Jack stayed shirtless.
“Did this come with a matching thong?” Jack asked, toying with a strap.
“No, but I got matching cheeky panties.” Miriam shrugged.
“You always gotta make your smartass comments.” he mumbled.
“Isn’t that why you like me?” she smiled sweetly.
“No, it’s because of this ass.”
Jack pushed her up so that his hands were on her ass. With both hands, he kneaded her ass and then pressed her down on the growing tent of his pants. Miriam held his face as she leaned down to kiss his lips. They moaned into each other's mouths as Jack kept moving Miriam’s hips on him. He held them in place and pushed his hips up for a different sensation. After what felt like an eternity, he finally let them go and wrapped his arms around her waist as they continued their makeout session.
Kissing Jack was addicting and it didn’t help that he’s good at it. Miriam has known all that since their shared kiss back at his birthday kickback. One kiss made her want to have a million more. And having him all to herself like this, she couldn’t help but be greedy and only want to kiss him. Though that didn’t mean she didn't ache to have him fill her up.
“This is embarrassing.'' Jack panted, finally breaking their kiss.
“What?” Miriam asked before kissing down his jaw.
“I’m about to bust,” he groaned.
“Bust what?” she scrunched her face in confusion.
“What do you think, smartass?” he deadpanned gesturing to his crotch.
“Oh,” she giggled. Miriam got off his lap and kneeled on the rug. With her hands, she opened his legs a bit so she could fit properly in between them. She sat on her knees and gathered her hair into a ponytail. "You know I wasn't kidding when I said I would have let all those people see me just so I can have you in my mouth."
"Is that so?"
"Mhm," she hummed as stood up.
She gave him his back as she slowly pulled down her jeans. She adjusted her panties, pulling them up her hips to accentuate her ass more, and got back down on her knees. She reached forward and undid Jack's pants. He lifted his hips allowing her to pull them down along with his boxer-briefs. She grabbed them and tossed them aside.
"Damn, you weren't kidding when you said that you were about to bust." Miriam noted as she reached for his cock.
"I told– fuck, Miriam." Jack cursed when he felt her tongue circle around his tip.
She spit on it and slowly jerked him off with both hands. She slipped him as far as she could take him. He let out an incoherent sound until she reached the back of her throat. She did it a few more times, egging him on. She pulled away, with a trail of saliva spilling from the corner of her mouth, and kissed down his length.
Jack sat back in amazement watching her slip him back in her mouth. Miriam always left him in awe. She presented herself with such grace and elegance. It was hard to believe that she was the same girl that was giving him the sloppiest head he's ever received. It turned him on more that only he had the privilege to see this side of her. That she was his lil secret and her was hers.
"Jack," she called to him in a soft voice.
"Yes?" He asked, quirking an eyebrow at her.
He knew that tone all too well. It was the one she used when she wanted to get her way with something because she knew he was going to say no when she'd ask him for something.
"Can you please fuck my face?" She leaned her head on his thigh and gently rubbed the other one. She met his gaze with a pout. "Please."
"You always gotta get your damn way, huh." He mumbled, shaking his head.
Jack moved to the edge of the armchair and spread his legs more. He bent down and pulled her up her neck, claiming her lips with his. He let go of her neck and gathered her curls with one of his hands while Miriam unclasped her bra flinging it behind them. She got on all fours, finding it more comfortable for her get her face fucked than kneeling.
"Ready?" He asked her.
"Yes." She nodded eagerly.
"If it's too much–"
"I'll squeeze your wrist three times, I know." She cut him off, rolling her eyes in annoyance. "We've been over it hundreds of times."
"I'mma about to fuck that snarky attitude of yours."
"Please do." She smiled sweetly.
Jack didn't bother to give Miriam a response. He tightened the grip around her hair and guided his cock back in her mouth. They moaned in unison. He slowly bobbed her head up and down his length, getting used to her mouth. She took him a little deeper each time. He still wasn't a fan of deep throat but lucky for him, Miriam knew what she was doing and didn't take him with such brute force. Several minutes passed and Jack began to thrust his hips up as he held Miriam's head in place.
In front of them was a full length mirror mounted on the wall. Jack noticed one of Miriam's hands rubbing herself over her soaked through panties. He loosened his grip around her hair.
"Take them off." He motioned to her panties. "I wanna see you play with your pussy while I fuck your pretty mouth."
Miriam nodded. She rolled over and yanked them off, getting back into the position she was previously in. She opened up her legs more so that Jack could get a better of her. She opened her mouth to him, letting him know they can continue where they left off. She whimpered in pleasure as he slid in her mouth once more.
Jack's grunts filled the suite, egging Miriam on as she rubbed her clit. She was pleasantly overwhelmed, but she needed more. So she inserted her ring and middle fingers inside of herself. She thrusted her fingers at the same pace Jack fucked her mouth. A hard smack on her ass, caught her off guard and brought her to her climax.
Jack pulled her away from him, allowing her to fully come. She rested her head on the inside of his thigh. Her moans were raspy, almost inaudible. She pulled her fingers out and offered them to Jack. He gladly took them and licked them clean. He brushed back some of her curls, making her sigh contently.
"We can stop here." Jack said.
Miriam shook her head. "You haven't come yet which is why we're doing this in the first place."
"I don't want you to think you're obligated just because you came, Miriam."
"I don't feel obligated to go down on you. I genuinely like sucking your dick. If I didn't, I wouldn't be down here getting rugburns on my knees."
"Are you sure?"
"I'm a hundred percent positive."
"Alright, you can do your thing."
"Yay!" She clapped happily.
Miriam’s eyes never left Jack’s as she took him back in her mouth. His stomach began to contract after a few bobs, letting her know that he was close. Slowly, she pulled him out of her mouth until only his tip rested on her tongue. She widened her eyes, making her look more innocent as she stroked him.
"Fuck Miriam, let me come on that pretty face." He murmured.
She nodded and sucked his tip one last time before jerking him off. She closed her eyes, not wanting to get Jack's release on her eye like last time. She felt warm streaks land on her cheek, sliding down her neck while Jack repeated her name as he came.
Miriam sat back on her knees once Jack's climax ceased. She was a sight for sore eyes. Mascara ran down her flushed cheeks. Her lips were plump, swollen from them meeting the base of his cock every time he shoved her head down as he thrusted his hips up. Her hair clung to her neck thanks to Jack's release and her sweat.
"You okay?" Jack asked her, noticing her zoned out state.
"Yeah," Miriam nodded. She got up and sat on his lap. "Thank you, for doing all that. You didn't have to, I know you don't like head like that."
"I know. Like you said, if I really didn't want to, I wouldn't have let you go down on me." He said, wrapping his arms around her.
Miriam nodded in agreement. She nuzzled his chest. She tried stifling a yawn but exhaustion finally hit her. She was on set for a few hours before she flew out to Phoenix with Kendall. She didn't even nap during the four hour flight because she was so excited to see Jack.
"Let's shower and get ready for bed." He said, helping her up.
"Can you fuck me against the shower glass?" She asked as they made their wya to the bathroom.
"No, knowing you, you'd want me to twist you up into a pretzel when I fuck you and that shit is dangerous."
***
Jack stifled a yawn as he entered the hotel room. He was in Portland. The bus had arrived at the hotel just before midnight. It was almost six in the morning and he had set an alarm at four to go with Urban to get some doughnuts at 'Voodoo Donuts' for Miriam. It was her birthday and he wanted to surprise her with one of her favorite sweet treats.
"Where'd you go?" Miriam asked him as he climbed to bed. "I got cold without you here to hold me."
"I'm pretty sure you're only cold because you're sleeping in a thong and tank top." Jack murmured, pulling her to his chest. He kissed her shoulder. "Happy birthday moviestar."
"Thank you, but can we hold off until the sun's out?" She asked.
Jack hummed in response. He pulled the blanket, her tiger blanket that he stole from her before he left for tour, he wanted to have a piece of her to hold while he slept, over their bodies. They both fell back into a deep slumber.
Around seven, Jack’s phone began ringing. He cursed and reached behind him to the nightstand. Miriam stirred awake when she felt him get out of bed. She spotted him in the small living room area leaning against the back of the couch with the most annoyed look that she was all too familiar with. It usually happened when they were hanging out and Neelam would call him over to the studio. He hung up and walked back to bed with an apologetic look.
“What’s up?” she asked him as he plopped on the bed.
“Neelam scheduled three fucking radio interviews in the morning and one in the afternoon.” he mumbled into his pillow.
‘Of course she did.’ Miriam thought to herself, but she ended up responding, “And that’s bad because?”
“Because it’s your birthday and I brought you out here to spend it with you.” he turned his head to look at her.
“Jack, it’s okay. This isn't the first time I’m spending my birthday alone.” she leaned forward to brush back some of his curls.
“You’re not making it better.” He huffed and rolled onto his back, pulling her to his lap.
“I know what can make you feel better.” she said, pressing herself down on the growing tent in Jack's crotch. "Can I ride you?"
"I'd like that." He nodded.
Miriam nodded.
"But I want you to ride my face first.” he said, moving her hands away from his boxer-briefs.
"Oh my god, no!" She giggled.
"Why?" He sat up.
"I have thick thighs." She mumbled, embarrassed.
"So? I like thick thighs, especially yours." Jack murmured, kissing down her jaw as one of his hands crept inside her thighs. "I can tell it's warm. Can I please dive in?"
"If you–"
"Hold that thought." He cut her off.
Lyric inspiration hit him. Jack got out of bed and went where his backpack was. He unzipped a hidden pocket and pulled out a leather bound journal. He flipped through it until he found the page he titled 'Blade of Grass', quickly scribbling 'Thick thighs and I can tell it's warm, baby, can I please dive in?'.
"You good?" Miriam asked him as he shoved his journal back in backpack.
"Yeah," he nodded. He looked down at her thong covered sex and smirked, "that pussy of yours just gave me some inspiration for a song."
"I don't even wanna know." She scrunched up her face, cringing.
"Are you still riding my face?" He asked, laying on his back.
"If you wanna die."
"It'll be the most honorable way to go."
*
Jack checked his phone for the nth time. He was waiting for Miriam back in the suite because three hours before they had to be at the venue. He wanted to spend some time with her. A few days prior he had found a bakery near the venue he was performing at and ordered a small red velvet cake for Miriam. It was her favorite.
Jack tossed his phone on the bed hearing the keycard reader ping. Miriam entered the suite struggling to carry several shopping bags, so he got up and held the door open for her.
"Hi!" she said, tossing the bags on the ground. She turned behind her and grabbed the other bags Beto was holding for her along with a suitcase. "Thanks Beto, I'll text you later to head out."
She closed the door with her hips and placed the rest of her bags with the others. Miriam toed her sneakers off and took off her The North Face fleece jacket, staying in the white cropped white beater top she wore under. She pushed Jack on the bed and straddled his hips.
"I see you kept yourself busy." Jack nodded behind her at the large pile of Saint Laurent and Mario's shopping bags.
"After I watched Oscar Isaac die naked in Dune, I did some light shopping." She said, running hands over his chest.
"That's what you call light shipping?" He asked, arching an eyebrow at her.
"Yeah," she nodded, "you should see me in Milan and Paris. I empty the stores." A few seconds passed when she jumped off his lap and rummaged through her shopping bags. "That reminds me, I got you something."
He shook his head. He didn't like it when she spent money on him. "Miriam,"
"And before you're all 'it's your birthday you shouldn't have bought me something', this is purely for selfish reasons because I plan on wearing it when I visit you." She pulled out a white puffer jacket. Handing it to him, she said, "Mira, it's Moncler."
"I know these cost over twelve hundred. I can’t accept it.” he protected.
"Jack, if it makes you feel better we can say it's my jacket that I let you borrow." Miriam reasoned sarcastically.
"Fuck that," he frowned.
"You're helpless. Just take the fucking jacket."
"Fine." He grumbled, slipping on the jacket. It fit him perfectly. It wasn't too big but it was loose enough in the way he liked. "Thanks for the jacket."
"And maybe we can go to my grandpa's place in Aspen and I can ride you while wearing it."
"I'll buy you some snow boots so– wait, your grandpa has a place in Aspen?"
"Yeah, my white grandpa's family owns a small chain of ski lodges in Colorado. When they cut my grandpa off, he was lucky to already have his own lodge-cabin thing. We always go there for Christmas with my other grandparents."
"Why was your grandpa cut off?"
"They're racist and hate my abuela because she's Mexican." She shrugged. "Now let's change the topic. Did you figure out what song you're cutting so you can perform 'Yikes'?"
"How'd you know I'm performing that?"
"I overheard you and your DJ last night on the bus."
"Damn I was gonna surprise you." He fake- pouted.
"Oh well." Miriam giggled, pulling the jacket's hood over Jack's head.
"This got awkward." He pointed out after a few seconds of awkward silence.
"It did."
"C'mon let's cut your cake." He said pulling over to sit on the bed.
"Stop! You didn't get me a cake." Her eyes brimmed with tears.
He nodded. "Red velvet too."
"Fuck Jack!" She cried. She wrapped her arms around his body. "You're the best, you know that right?"
He smirked proudly. "I do."
He propped his phone at the vanity so he could record them while Miriam facetimed her parents on her phone. Everyone sang to her and she blew out the candles. She talked to parents while Jack got his things ready for tonight's show. Miriam hung up half an hour later and started to get ready.
Since she didn't get the dresses custom made, like she does when she buys at the Paris YSL store, they didn't fit as well as she liked. The champagne colored crushed velvet dress didn't even have adjustable straps and it made her breasts look weird. Miriam ended up going with the outfit she had originally packed. It was a black open front, long sleeve Jacquemus crop top that was held together in the front with a dainty gold plaque of the brand's logo and dusty pink high waisted cargo pants that matched the laces of her Dutch Green Air Jordans.
She then went to the bathroom to do her hair and makeup. She had straightened her hair earlier that day, but it rained thus making her hair curly once more. So she just clipped it back and did two little braids to frame her face. For makeup, she went with a more laid back look with a subtle eyeliner, soft contour, and some gloss. She felt her eyes a bit naked so she decided to put on some lashes that weren't too out there.
"Miriam, your phone's blowing up." Jack called from the bed as she tried to connect the strip to her inner corner.
"Give me a sec!" She yelled back as she wiggled the tweezers.
"Holy shit!" He exclaimed.
"What?"
"Why didn't you tell me?" He said walking in the bathroom.
"'Peraté…okay, got it." She said finally getting her eyelashes on.
"Is this what you were doing when you facetimed me in the orange wig?" Jack handed her his phone.
He remembered when she left for fashion month, she had to leave New York three days in because she needed to be in London for three weeks. Every time she’d call to facetime him, she’d be in a ginger wig similar to one Rihanna wore in 2015. Jack would have asked her about it, but he was too excited to hear her voice that he’d forget to ask.
Miriam looked down and saw a picture of her and Robert Pattinson on set for The Batman. She remembered that scene specifically. It was when her character and Bruce Wayne arrived at some funeral and were making small talk to someone who was running for mayor. It was posted from The Batman's official instagram account. The caption said 'happy birthday to @mdominguezmiller, our very Pamela Islas.' Poison Ivy’s original name is Pamela Isley but because Miriam’s Mexican, they changed her last name to fit her. The writers even hinted that her character was bisexual because some adaptations make her straight.
"No mames." She said to herself.
"Why didn't you tell me you were going to be in the fucking Batman?" Jack asked her. "That's amazing!"
"Well I signed an NDA and I have at most like five minutes of screen time. I didn't want to risk them getting cut. I didn't want to be like Madison Beer when she was like 'I was supposed to be in the video' when thank u next came out." She explained as she read through the comments.
She frowned. A bunch of people, mostly white men, are saying how she doesn't fit the character because she's not white and how they should have gone with a white woman and not some 'wetback' for diversity points. Others were saying she got the role because of her mom and how it wasn't fair. Her mom didn't even know she auditioned until she got the role. She auditioned back in 2019 while she was filming 'In the Heights'. The general public didn't even know she existed. Her instagram at the time was private. She barely had 20k subscribers on YouTube, all she did were fashion reviews and shopping hauls. Thanks to her joining in on one of Claudia's reaction videos in mid 2020, she started getting more subscribers. And that was because Claudia had to use a clickbait title. It wasn't until September of last year that she got on tiktok because she did one with her brother. Lastly her Twitter is a mess and tweets out the most absurd shit. Obviously, it's not like they hired her because of her social media presence.
"Here." She said to Jack, handing him his phone back.
His face softened, noticing her frown. "What's wrong?" He asked her.
"Nothing." She sighed, hopping down the counter.
"Miriam," he lifted her chin so she could look at him. "Tell me."
"People are being stupid in the comments." She sighed. "They're saying I only got to be Poison Ivy because of my mom and there are a few racist comments saying I can't be Poison Ivy because I'm latina. It's fine, people are dumb."
"Hey, you should feel proud that you get to star in one of the most anticipated movies ever. People never know the hard work you put it in no matter how hard you try to show them what you do to be where you are. They don't care, they just wanna talk shit. Trust me I would know, me and Nas have a whole song about it."
"I'm gonna repost some stuff then delete instagram for a few hours."
"Sounds like a plan. While you're at it, you should see what I posted." He grinned mischievously.
Miriam eyed him suspiciously then searched him up. His account loaded and she tapped on his instagram story. It was a picture of her with her cheeks stuffed with mille-feuille while she and Jack listened to the director of the Creme de la Creme promo tour video. At the bottom it said, 'happy birthday moviestar.'
"Of all fucking pictures you could've posted Jack"
*
“Noise canceling my ass.” Urban murmured as the couple exited the storage closet.
Miriam smacked Jack’s arm. “Te dije, he was going to hear us.”
Jack laughed and placed his arm around Miriam as they walked back to his dressing room.
“I don’t even know how you two were still horny. I heard you go at it at least three times back at the hotel.” Urban asked, lighting up a blunt.
“Jack we gotta get you mic'd up.” Chris waved him over.
“Shit, I gotta go.” Jack sighed.
“It’s okay. Me and Urban are gonna go to our balcony seats with Beto, who’s saving them for us.” she said.
“Keep an eye on her.” Jack said, doing his handshake on her.
“I don’t need a babysitter.” she frowned.
“Miriam, you have a bodyguard,” he argued.
“It’s different.”
“Enlightened me.”
“Don’t you have to get ready to go on stage?”
Jack rolled her eyes. He leaned down and gave her a peck. He gave Urban another hand shake then went to where Chris and some crew members were.
“I gotta get my camera, c’mon.” Urban motioned Miriam to follow him.
They flashed security backstage passes and entered the greenroom. Neelam, Metta and the blonde girl that was at the Suns and Warriors game were hanging out by the couch. They stopped talking when they saw her enter the room. They made a face and talked in quiet voices. Not wanting to make some awkward small talk, Miriam went to the snack table and grabbed a slice of pizza. She was hungry. After she and Jack cut her cake, Jack showed her how proud he was of her for her movie role with his tongue and cock. Then when they got to the venue, her and Jack went to go see The Homies perform before they snuck out for a quickie.
“That isn’t for you. It’s for the people that actually work.” Neelam told her, startling her.
Miriam never felt so embarrassed in her life. “Oh, I’m sorry. I–”
“You what? You think that you deserve to get everything handed? If you want food, then go get some.”
“You’re right. I apologize.” Miriam said coldly, trying to hold back tears. She dug in the front pocket of her pants, pulling out a wad of $100 bills. She counted five and tossed them on the table. “I’m sure that covers the slice. Urban, I’ll see you on the balcony.”
Based on the fear in Neelam’s eyes, she had no idea Urban was in the room. Miriam exited the room not wanting to deal with her. She sniffled and wiped the few tears that rolled down her cheek. No one has ever talked to her the way Neelam had. When she came with Jack to drop off his things, he told her that she could herself to whatever and that he even got jalapeño kettle chips for her.
“Miriam, hold up.” Urban called to her, jogging. He reached for her arm, stopping her. “What the fuck was that?”
“I’m sorry. Jack said that I could help myself. I should have asked.” She apologized.
“What?–That’s not…was that the first time Neelam has talked to you like that or have you had other run-ins with her?” he asked her. Miriam’s silence answered his question. “Does Jack know?”
“No, because it’s not a big deal.”
“You can’t be serious! She just went off on you unprovoked.”
“Okay when you say it like that…”
“Bro,”
“Urban, she’s Jack’s manager. I’m not going to say anything because it’ll risk his career.” her eyes softened. “Please promise me, you’re not going to tell Jack.”
“Fine, but if some shit like this happens again, I’m telling him,” he warned her.
They pinky promised and went to the balcony area. Beto was texting, ignoring the red head trying to make conversation with him.
“Want some?” Urban asked her, offering his new blunt as they sat down.
“I don’t smoke.” Miriam said. She’s too paranoid for weed. Alcohol already made her anxious as is and to add weed into the mix, was not good for anyone.
“You?” He offered it to Beto.
“On the clock.” Beto said.
Miriam furrowed her eyebrows. “Since when do you smoke?”
“Miss Dominguez I have a life outside of making sure you don’t fight paparazzi.'' He said, sipping his water bottle.
“It was one time and it was before you were even hired.”
“Since I’ve been hired you haven’t had any incidents.”
*
“Can I post this?” Miriam asked Jack as he walked out of the bathroom in only a towel wrapped around him.
He leaned down to see her phone, tugging the towel off to dry himself. It was a selfie she took of them in the elevator when they were coming back from the show. Jack was in a black puffer jacket with his back to the camera. Miriam’s face was also hidden thanks to the hoodie she wore.
“Go ahead,” he nodded, grabbing another towel to dry his hair.
“Okay, thank you.”
Miriam skipped the opening credits to the new Bob’s Burgers episode she was binging on her laptop. She switched out of her camera roll to Instagram. She fixed the lighting in the picture then typed out her caption. ‘Happy to spend my Jordan year with my favorite person, and ty to everyone for the birthday wishes.🤍🤍🤍’ She hit post and then connected her phone to her charger.
Jack finally got in bed and pulled her to his chest. They ate some of the cake while they watched their show. After a few episodes, Miriam yawned, nuzzling her head against his chest. She lifted her head and brought her hands up to his chest so can rest her head on them. She looked up at Jack and gave him a soft smile.
"Thank you." She said, tenderly scratching his beard.
"For what?" He asked her.
"For today, I know you were busy but you somehow made time for me. And I…" Miriam quickly clamped her mouth shut.
She almost said a certain three worded sentence. A certain three worded sentence she's never said to any of her past partners. Except for Conner, the first boyfriend she had, and that massively backfired on her. Because of him she couldn't say them to Kaleob and she really adored him. And yet here she was ready to say them to Jack as Bob's Burgers played in front of them while they gorged on red velvet cake.
"You what? You kinda stopped talking." Jack said, bringing her back from her thoughts.
"Oh, sorry" she giggled nervously. She cleared her throat. "I, um, I'm glad I got to be here with you. It's one of the best birthdays I've had in a while."
"Me too. I…I'm glad you had a great day despite everything."
Miriam pushed herself up and pecked his lips. He tucked a curl behind her ear and asked her, "What would you rate this birthday?"
"Definitely in my top twenty-three birthdays."
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Just Leave A Comment Fest: Winter 2023 Recap
We participated in @justleaveacommentfest this past week and had an absolute blast! Our grand comment total was, wait for it...
✨69 Comments!!!✨
For those of you who know us: Yes, Boaty was responsible for that number. Was it because she wanted to make a 69 joke or because her competitive streak kicked in and she wanted to leave the most comments out of anyone in our system? Yes.
Either way: she succeeded.
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We commented on 58 fics across 7 fandoms! We left:
42 Dragon Age comments
9 Transformers comments (6 Earthspark, 3 Prime)
7 Baldur's Gate 3 comments
5 Yu Yu Hakusho comments
4 Voltron comments
1 Monster Hunter comment (we don't even go here but we love our friends)
and 1 original fic comment
9 system members participated (that's half our system):
Boaty came out on top with 18 comments
Nuri left 15
Matt left 12
Haunt left 10
Roan left 5
Mulch left 3
And the remaining 6 were group comments made by various combinations of the above + Naeem, Sariq, and Snow
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We also received 3 comments this week, and we treasure them all:
This one from @warpedlegacy
This one from @rakshadow
This one from @leggywillow
Thank you all, and thank you to the friends who cheered us on during this week's reading marathon as well! We appreciate you!! <333
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We also got a 12 bingo combo (that's ALL THE SQUARES) on this bingo card we got from here!!
See below the cut for what fics we commented on for each square! They're all good fics, so consider this our belated contribution to fic rec day.
Please heed the ratings and tags -- there's some spicy fics and heavy themes in the mix. Also note that while the majority of these fit the theme of this blog (Dragon Age and BG3), there are some other fandoms mixed in.
In the parentheses, we'll list the fandom, rating, wordcount, and main character or ship. Fandoms will be abbreviated as follows:
Dragon Age > DA
Baldur's Gate 3 > BG3
Transformers Earthspark > TFE
Transformers Prime > TFP
Voltron Legendary Defender > VLD
Yu Yu Hakusho > YYH
Monster Hunter > MH
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Bingo Fics!!!
B1 - Angst: To Plant A Seed by SerialChillr (DA, T, <1k, Lavellan)
I1 - Fluff: That Night by Toshi_Nama (DA, T, 1k, FWB Fenris/Isabela)
N1 - Crack fic: Spaghetti Regretti by platonicharmonics (VLD, G, 2.5k, Shiro/Matt & Keith)
G1 - Major Minor Character Death: The Many Virtues of Failure by dismalzelenka (BG3, M, 11k, Tav)
O1 - Gen fic: Card Shark by SulkyValkyrie (DA, T, <1k, Sigrun & Isabela)
B2 - Under 50 kudos: A Betting Man by dismalzelenka (DA, G, <1k, Anders & Varric & Isabela)
I2 - No comments until now: Kadan and Kadath by brainwormterrarium (DA, M, <1k, Adaar/The Iron Bull/Dorian)
N2 - <100 works for the ship: What To Get the Elf Who Ha(te)s Everything by dismalzelenka (DA, G, 2k, Sigrun/Velanna & Friends)
G2 - WIP updated <1 week ago: Heart of Glass by delicatefade (DA, M, 4k, Lavellan/Lavellan)
O2 - WIP updated >6+ months ago: Laughter in the Halls by JellyDishes (DA, NR, 1k, Leliana/Josephine)
B3 - New to you fandom: Sick Day by FantasiaWandering (TFP, G, <1k, Bulkhead & Miko)
I3 - New to you ship: The Autobot-Decepticon Tango by platonicharmonics (TFE, G, 6K, Bumblebee/Breakdown/Knock Out & Megatron/Optimus & The Maltos)
N3 - Free space: need me 'til i need no more by silverwolfbunny (DA, M, 2.5k, Fenris/Isabela)
G3 - New to you author: Pajamas by kaiamira (YYH, G, 1.5k, Hiei/Kurama)
O3 - New to you trope: Guilty Pleasure by platonicharmonics (TFE, E, 15k, Megatron/Optimus/Elita One)
B4 - Time travel: Who You Used to Be (We Want to Know You) by deadlysoupy (TFE, T, 5.5k, Bee & The Terrans)
I4 - Femslash: things that die over and over by tatertwitch (DA, T, 1.5k, Sigrun/Velanna)
N4 - Canon compliant: Number Six by warpedlegacy (DA, T, <1k, Cassandra & Trevelyan & Dorian & Sera)
G4 - Original character-centric: alis volat propriis by Hanoden (DA, T, 36k, OC-centric)
O4 - Person of color main character: From Ashes by Fenrevas (DA, M, 70k, Fenris/Hawke)
B5 - Author's first work: History by DeftAlec (MH, T, 3k, OCs)
I5 - Under 1,000 words: The Gifts of Life by CelestialArcadia (DA, G, <1k, Sigrun)
N5 - Neurodivergent main character: If You Could Only Be What You Pretend To Be by platonicharmonics (TFE, M, 4k, Starscream & Megatron)
G5 - Over 100,000 words: Enlea'Ensal (series) by lalaen (DA, E, 200k, Lavellan)
O5 - Written for a fest or challenge: Let's go hand in hand, not one before the other by limeblood (VLD, E, 9k, Shiro/Matt)
We bent the rules a liiittle on Major Character Death and over 100k words because we generally just. Don't read either of those things. At all. And the point is to have fun, not to torture ourselves.
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