#Aoty

[ladyxgaga]

Lady Gaga gets emotional after Beyoncé wins Album Of The Year at the 67th GRAMMY Awards on February 2nd, 2025 in Los Angeles, California

[theblvcksupreme]

For the first time in 33 years, the big 3 categories at the GRAMMYs were won solely by Black artists (Album of the Year, Song of the Year & Record of the Year).

[heartzz4yuuuu]

I used to PRAYY for times like this!!!! where black artist would win ALL THREE MAJOR CATEGORIES!

[dressareads]

Beyoncé taking her FIRST Album of the Year Grammy with Cowboy Carter at the 67th Grammy Awards

[x-aefx]

Hey, I have a request if that's okay!

We comfort billie after the grammys :(

I seriously just want to give her the biggest hug ever. She deserves so much more.

NEEDING YOU - BILLIE EILISH X FEM!READER

A/N: sorry this took so long I was away skiing and had little time to even open this app. Hope you like it🤍

Fluff

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You stared up at the stage, watching the presenters introduce the next award and nominees, anticipation nagged at you knowing how important this award was.

Billie watched too, doing her best to conceal her anxiousness. Her hand remained in your lap, seeking your touch as a source of comfort. You gave that comfort to her as best you could in this nerve wrecking moment, giving her hand light squeezes, caressing her knuckles with your fingers, and occasionally placing small kisses on the back of her hand.

The nominees were introduced, you smiled proudly when you seen Billie's picture on the stage.

When the moment finally came and the winner for album of the year was about to be announced, you gave Billie a gentle kiss on her cheek, knowing how nervous she must be. She smiled at your gesture, the anticipation clear on her face.

You both stared up at the stage, the crowd around you cheering and urging the winner to be revealed. Some held their breath and others looked confident.

"As selected by the thirteen thousand voting members of the recording academy, the Grammy goes to-"

Their was a pause as the crowd waited. You took a deep breath in, bringing the back of Billie's hand up to you mouth, and placing a gentle kiss on it.

"Cowboy Carter!"

Your heart dropped as the winner was announced and the room began cheering. All around you people began cheering, standing up and showing love. You began clapping too, knowing if you didn't show respect you would face backlash online.

You turned to face Billie. Her eyes were glossy with tears, there was no mistaking it. She had a small smile on her face as she tried to hide her disappointment as she clapped and watched Beyoncé walk onto the stage. You took her hand again and leaned in close to whisper in her ear.

"You'll always be a winner in my eyes. I'm so proud of you."

Billie turned to look at you with a grateful smile. It should have relieved you to see her smile, but you knew her too well, you could tell she was hurting you could see it in her eyes.

The smile you had fallen in love with wasn't quite as big, and her eyes that you thought were the most beautiful thing, weren't as bright.

Billie didn't say anything. Her eyes were trained on Beyoncé as she gave her acceptance speech, her music fading as she spoke. You didn't push Billie to speak further, knowing this wasn't the time or place, especially with cameras all around the room, ready to catch any glimpse of vulnerability or opposition to the winner.

When the award ceremony was over Billie had slowly come back to herself but still you could tell something was wrong, you waited for the perfect time to talk to her fully, until you found it you made sure to keep checking up on her throughout the Grammys after party.

You had found yourself talking with a few people, getting completely swept in a conversation, mostly about the people you had seen or what they were wearing.

"It's a vintage dress, only worn twice before." You listened as the woman in front of you talked, nodding along and sipping on your wine.

Suddenly you felt two arms wrapping themselves around your waist, then you inhaled the familiar vanilla scent and felt her body press up behind yours.

Billie remained quiet as she rested her chin against your shoulder. Her eyes slowly shut for a second as she swayed your body along with yours, she had a small frown on her face as she tightened her grip around you.

The lady I front of you stopped talking once she seen Billie, she took one glance and looked up at you knowingly. "I'll leave you two to it." She smiled.

You nodded at her, giving her a small 'goodbye'

"Home?" Billie mumbled once the woman had left. She seemed too tired or either too sad to say a full sentence.

You kissed her forehead as you interlocked your hand with her's. "Yeah, let's go home." You agreed, leading Billie to the suv that would take both of you home.

The car ride home was quiet and quick. Billie leaned her body against your side, her head resting on your shoulder as she looked out the window on your side, the streetlights shining against her face as the car passed them. You played with her hair, which calmed her down and relaxed her.

When you arrived home Billie stayed quiet, unlocking the front door and leading you upstairs to her bedroom which you shared. A small sigh left her as she sat down on the edge of her bed, her shoulders dropped as she stared up at the ceiling.

She suddenly looked far more defeated and sad then she had earlier. You supposed that was because finally she was in the comfort of her own home, free from camera's and watching eyes, finally not having to wear a mask over her true feelings.

Your heart sank as you took in her sad expression, hating to see it. You smiled sympathetically at her as you walked over to her. When you stood only a foot away from her, Billie rested her forehead against your stomach as she remained seated on the bed whilst you were standing. Your hands caressed the side of her neck and her cheek, offering her comfort in the small ways you could.

"I worked so hard on that album." Billie whispered against the fabric of your dress, her voice slightly breaking.

"I put my everything into it, the lyrics, the meaning, the cover, the production, the videos-" With each word Billie slowly began getting more frustrated, her voice raising.

Noticing this you put both your hands on her shoulders, pulling her body away from yours and making her look up at you.

"The award doesn't define the worth of the album." You reminded her.

Billie sighed rubbing her hands over her face. "I know, I know." She muttered, but you didn't believe it.

You sat down on the edge of the bed beside her, Billie turned to face you as you spoke.

"Remember how excited you were the day you got to make the album cover? How proud you felt when you seen the finished work?" You asked her. Billie just nodded her head.

You continued, "or when you couldn't stop laughing when your mom was in complete silence when you played 'lunch' for her the first three times? How everyone cried when they heard 'skinny', everyone's shocked faces when they heard the beat drop in 'l'amour de ma vie'? The excitement when people found out 'blue' was being released?"

Billie sniffled as she listened to, chuckling softly at the fond memories you talked about.

"Most importantly, how happy you felt when you finally were able to put your feelings into songs, exactly as you wanted them? The love your friends and family showed the album, the praise online and in real life. You can't forget all the people who related and felt seen by the songs, who danced and cried to them, just like you did. That's what matters."

Billie smiled up at you, her eyes teary as she leaned her forehead against yours.

"Billie you made the most special, creative and authentic album that you worked so hard on. No award could ever change its brilliance or reduce the effort you put into it." You spoke firmly to her, wanting to make sure she was hearing what you were saying and that she believed it.

Billie looked up at you with big, thankful and loving eyes. She sniffled and messily wiped away the tears staining her cheeks with her hands.

"You love the album right?" You asked her, "and your proud of it?"

Without hesitation, Billie nodded her head as a yes. You smiled at that.

"Well, that's all that matters." You muttered as you pressed a kiss to her lips. As you were pulling away Billie's hand found the nape of your neck. She pulled your face back to hers and connected your lips once more, this time for a longer and a more passionate kiss.

Her other hand gripped the side of your thigh firmly, not letting you move away from her.

You cupped her cheeks, your fingers dancing in patterns over her soft skin.

When you both pulled away for air, your foreheads rested against each other, faces dipped downwards as both your breathing was heavy. Billies hands found your waist and gave you a slight squeeze.

"Thank you for cheering me up." Billie whispered.

You smiled at her words, kissing the tip of her nose. "Anytime." You giggled.

At the sound of your laugh, Billie looked up at you with her familiar big and bright smile and something akin to mischief in her blue eyes.

"You tired?" She asked you with a smirk.

You shook your head no.

"Good." Billie said. She pushed you down onto the bed, her body ontop of you as you both laughed and giggled. The sadness that had previously filled the room quickly disappearing.

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[amesul]

favorite nerd; c.clark ❥₊ ⊹

“you look cute,” the compliment towards your girlfriend impacted the corners of her mouth to lift, giving you a view of how white and shiny her teeth were as she showered you with more compliments.

that only made you laugh and admire her face features that had quickly returned to her teammates, lexie hull and aliyah boston. chatting about the next season and how caitlin would feel as a vet soon.

u saw the way the not so new glasses, that she had boughten just three months ago apt her appearance, only making her look like a nerd.

yet, you couldn’t help urself but feel your entrance leak a little when caitlin slowly bit her bottom lip, listening to aliyah’s comments before nodding her head and making a funny reply, earning a giggle from you.

u never knew you would have a kink to see her in glasses, but is it ur fault? it didn’t feel like ur fault when her other teammates had called her beautiful with glasses on and that it suited her, which had of course made you envious.

it was like she read your mind because her hands flew to ur right thigh, scratching the surface softly as she continued on with her conversation.

tho, u wanted her hair to meet your own for a kiss, and maybe more than that.

“caitlin,” you whispered low the best you could, trying to succeed in getting her heed, ur hand wandering off inside her hair, scraping a bit of her scalp that had suddenly caused caitlin to sigh in relief.

“mh’ yeah, baby?” she asked, twisting her head to you for a split second, flashing you a smile before returning it to lexie who had made a joke.

u couldn’t debate whether you should tell her because it was truly embarrassing. you got soaked over a pair of glasses on the wnba’s roty along with time’s aoty.

if that doesn’t speak on how sensitive you are, then who knows.

u tugged at her puff jacket, hugging the epic knit jacket underneath, which just made her look even hotter in ur opinion. especially with how her perfectly straightened hair fell.

“can we go home?” you trailed off with a knowing tone, giving her the puppy eyes hoping she would notice but she didn’t, only replying with a small, “why?” already turned to her teammates.

it was starting to make you feel irritating, the conversation caitlin was having with lexie and aliyah surely shouldn’t be as interesting.

you didn’t want to get jealous, there was no need for that, you knew lexie and aliyah had a good friendship with caitlin, so you shouldn’t feel envious.

“i just wanna go right now ‘s all” you mumbled, moving a strand of hair behind her ear slowly, scrutinizing her side profile.

caitlin finally twisted her attention on you, taking notice of the way ur breathing slowed down and the frown u gifted her.

“what’s wrong, sweetheart?” she questioned, wondering if you had gotten ill.

you responded by grasping her veiny hand, subtly slipping it under the waistband on ur shorts, trailing it down to ur throbbing pussy that needed the touch no one could ever give like her.

she met your doe eyes, the sly dimple appearing above her left cheek, her smirk only growing as she saw u close ur eyes, letting her hand pinch ur clit under the table.

“care to explain?” she asked softly, taking a choice and letting two fingers escape from the fabric, hiding and folding in between ur labia.

u immediately took a deep breath, trying to calm down, only getting harder to do so when caitlin was nearly tickling ur g-spot with a flow you loved every time.

“i- um.. caitlin.” you moaned as low as you could, lexie and aliyah almost forgotten when caitlin’s fingertips glided swiftly on ur bundle of nerves, meeting caitlin’s eyes — only to see her now nodding at whatever lexie was saying.

and you? you felt like you were already gonna release.

u wanted her to look at you, look at the way she was making you struggle, so there was no better way than to try and stop her movements.

check. it worked.

her furrowed brows only grew as she saw ur pout, “look at me,” you whispered, “please.”

u examined the way her eyes drew you in, lust written all over her orbs as she slowly continued, “i can’t, darling.” mumbling, signaling over to her teammates that were in a conversations themselves now, and to make it more risky, you both were sitting in front of them.

“take me home th-then, fuck you—why are you doing this knowing we-“ you cut urself off before you could let out a scream, three fingers pressing hard against ur g-spot suddenly.

“but i love seeing you suffer, sweets” now she pouted, hinting a smile to indicate it was also a joke, yet it was hard for you to laugh when her fingers found home inside ur dripping entrance.

“you still didn’t answer my question, y’know,” she reminded you, and u quickly blushed, embarrassment taking over you at the thought of getting turned on from seeing ur girlfriend with glasses on.

“just.. flashbacks,” you tried to mask it with a fake answer, hard to admit but also hard because her fingers were still rocking against ur bud.

caitlin wasn’t stupid, she knew you better than anyone.

she saw that lie more than she should’ve, humming softly as lexie asked her something, but she took no action in talking to her as she dipped her fingers deeper into ur slippery walls.

she cocked her brow, “i know you better than to lie, princess,” and with the tone, the eyeing, the easy demeanor had some type of courage to tell her what it actually was.

you didn’t wanna keep anything from her, especially because all of this happened because of her.

“your.. f-fuck, your glasses,” you confessed, the knot in ur stomach building up as her fingers started a rapid pace around ur bundle of nerves, eye contact helping you chase the strong catharsis.

“mm’ really?” caitlin asked, almost to herself before smiling and shaking her head, turning her head to aliyah who suddenly asked her something too, still trying not to risk the moment and get caught, but she felt the want to get caught and let her teammates know how she was making you feel.

you on the other hand, felt like the world was caving in, the adrenaline rushing through you, but also having all of ur blood rush to ur brain as pre cum started to seep out, clenching around her fingers as you tried everything in you to hold it in, failing almost immediately as you quickly bit ur lip so hard you knew blood would appear, but you didn’t care.

the moan that slipped out was incredibly unnoticed by the two teammates, but the small wet patch that went through the shorts was surely to be noticed.

you felt proud, you didn’t know you could get away with releasing in public, the only thing that you couldn’t get away with was caitlin’s fingers still flicking against ur g-spot.

“and that’s our cue to go, we’ll see you later guys, it was very nice to have the opportunity to talk about this particular topic, love ya’ll.” caitlin quickly dismissed the both of you, feeling ur cum all over her hand was enough for her to make you want to cum all over her strap.

“alright, we’ll catch up later!” lexie exclaimed, the both waving at the couple, oblivious on your panting and the athlete concentrated on whatever she was thinking of.

as soon as you both got in the car, caitlin’s lips latched onto yours, “my glasses, huh?”

an. the glasses on her. that’s all i have to say.

[millionreasonsss]

MAYHEM by Lady Gaga (2025)

[black-is-beautiful18]

The response to Beyoncé winning AOTY isn’t surprising cuz this is literally a repeat from like 9 months ago, which is why I haven’t even really bothered to say anything about it. The album ain’t even a year old and here these fools go again saying what that woman can and can’t sing cuz she’s Black and apparently Black ppl don’t listen to country music and can’t be country. WE CREATED IT! Blues is a major inspiration for the genre at its core. One of the key instruments associated with the genre, the banjo, was created specifically by enslaved Africans and can even be found in both North America and the Caribbean as far back as the 1600s. This is the same instrument white ppl wouldn’t touch with a 10 ft pole because they deemed it as less than. That is until they started playing them in minstrel shows, and even then they didn’t wanna play them. That’s how much they looked down upon it. It was the same thing once the Jazz Age hit. They hated that instrument along with anything that we did. The Black ppl feeding into it are a bunch of uneducated idiots who don’t understand that sometimes art is simply more than the artist. Beyoncé got that from the jump which is why she moves the way she does and why she has 70+ credits on Cowboy Carter. She won AOTY and so did everybody she credited. That will follow them for the rest of their lives whether you think they deserve it or not. Y’all only see art as a commodity and something to consume. Something to fuel your stan wars cuz y’all don’t have the brain capacity to look at art critically while also enjoying it. The two are not mutually exclusive. You don’t see how it shapes ppl and cultures. It literally is a major part of any culture. Y’all are just racist losers.

[taykitti]

The Tortured Poet's Department ୨ৎ

[phoebertsfaves]

AND ANOTHER THING… if ur only mad billie didn’t get aoty but ur not upset about all the other categories she lost to white women then it’s giving racially motivated.

[thatgurlbey]

Beyoncé x Blue Grammys ‘25

[hungover-on-beyonce]

[eilishavocados]

Billie people, concert and music people if ya got a minute, please read!🫶

This is a one off message on this blog as a anon Billie Stan

❤️💛 🖤🩶 💛🤍 💙💙

I know. Me too. I’m upset at the Grammys with HMHAS. The Billie fandom right now is heartbroken. To me, it feels like the safety blanket we have with her has been ripped from us by the industry and it hurts. We love her, we’d do anything for her, she’s impacted our lives in ways we can’t even put into words. I know. I know. I’m so glad she became Number 1 in the world on Spotify. I’m so glad we’re seeing her get bigger and better every year. She deserves it. Yet, you can’t have all of that without its downsides.

I first entered the Billie fandom halfway in 2019 and WWAFAWDWG. She had her green roots at the time lol, and HTE was yet to be seen (my fav). HTE also deserved way more than what was witnessed at the time. HMHAS is a new level of Billie that is so unique at the age she is. HMHAS came at the perfect time for me (like so many), who needed to hear our voices be projected through her. I can never thank her enough for the difficult periods she has always helped me through.

I am really worried about our girl right now. So please please remember to not blur the Billie fandom into other ones. We all could probably name another artist we see with mistreated acknowledgment and missed titles to their name, Billie isn’t the first and won’t be the last. She still remains EXTREMELY SUCCESSFUL. This gorgeous fandom brings more love than any Grammy will ever justify.

I know we love to gatekeep, or stay in a time where life was better, but these beloved people are growing in front of us just as much as we are, how cool is that. Music is here to help us, not break us apart.

I know it was different before, but her world has grown x10, the demand and boundaries are different now. I know this hurts for some, it hurts me too.

Yet, let this be a reminder for music and concert culture in general, that everyone is there to have a good time, and a safe time. Let’s include the artists with that mentality as well. Let’s give Billie the strength she needs to continue to be the best person we could ever love. I adore you all. I love you Billie. Here’s a toast to you and your beautiful soul 🥂. AOTY in my heart, always 💙.

I promise it will be okay. It’s Billie fkn Eilish.

“No one is gonna forget the name Billie”

❤️💛 🖤🩶 💛🤍 💙💙

Edit: here are some (there’s so many more) of my favourite Billie involved blogs to help cheer you all up. @xoluvx @xoxxbilliexoxx @chrissv4mp @bilswildflower @rottenavocados @luvzshy @imhappierthanever @gracie-eilish @drunkinyourbenz @pinkslipxox @moralesluvr @astrcmoni @trulyy-yourzz @dollarbils @heavensoutofsight @fictionalwh0ree @naturesapphic

[bee-ledger]

Bzzzzz 🐝

[prettygirlstothefloor]

beyoncé finally won her AOTY 😭😭😭

i truly believe she deserved this win. not only because it’s been a long time coming but also because i do genuinely think Cowboy Carter is a phenomenal album. having her last 5 albums be nominated, two (id argue three) of which were literal cultural resets, and 4 of them losing against albums that weren’t even in the same league is insane. people are gonna sit here and say she didn’t deserve it and other albums on that list were more successful but Cowboy Carter told a story. it uplifted black voices more specifically black country artists who haven’t got as big of a reach as their white counterparts because country as a genre is racist.

yall can cry all day about your faves not winning but beyoncé won and there’s no taking it back 😋.

ALBUM OF THE YEAR GRAMMY WINNER BEYONCÉ

[urmomtaylorswift]

congrats lil paigey! we can’t wait to see you change the music game💜