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Blackpink during their 8th anniversary 🖤🩷

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ROSÉ at the Knicks game yesterday 🏀

[woliefairr]

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[ggukie-fairy]

🪼 ᰋ. 11/02' | Rosie ♡ ݁ ੭ 🪷

[authorforrosie]

Book: Her

Pairing: Rosé x female reader

Warning: fluffiness and mention of hard career

Words:867

Quote: „I would not wish any companion in the world but you." William Shakespeare.

In the overfilled city of Los Angeles, nestled amidst rolling hills, loud noises, many crowds across the streets, a lot of architecture and blooming meadows, there resided two souls destined by the stars to meet and entwine their fates. You who has the name Y/N, a gifted photographer who was hired by the vogue with an eye that saw the world's beauty in every shadow and light, and Rosé Park, a K-Pop singer whose voice could summon tears from even the hardest hearts. A member of one of the most famous girl groups called blackpink.

The future of the blonde dyed woman unknown since she recently just debuted with her first solo album, many tears shed which reminded of water filled oceans. The amount of love like no other written in every lyric, heartbreaking lyrics that broke hearts with each beautiful vocals.

A weight of having to be perfect still weighted on Rosé's shoulders. Since she had a reputation of the perfect singer in the k-pop industry as a blackpink member. It left her more vulnerable as a solo artists with an unknown music journey in the future. Each blackpink member is trying to break out of the "perfect" reputation. Jennie even released a rap about the management holding them back from achieving big things in the music industry in a ad.

The tale begins one fateful award event on a certain night, when the event was alive with the sounds of the loud conversation of celebrities. Lights glowed like stars fallen to earth, and the scent of perfumes and blooming adrenaline filled the air. You, ever the observer of life's fleeting moments, wandered through the crowd with your camera, capturing the joyous faces and tender celebrities as only humans being scenes that unfolded before your eyes

As night descended, the event reached its crescendo with the arrival of Rosé, the golden voice loved by many on stage with a baby pink mic in her hand. Her voice, rich with emotions while sweet like honey, filled the air with melodies that spoke of love, being lost, and longing. You, drawn by the haunting beauty of her song, found yourself standing at the edge of the crowd, your heart thrumming in time with the music. You could feel the emotions she poured in her song's through your veins.

Your eyes met across the sea of faces, and in that moment, a spark ignited. Rosé's voice faltered as he gazed upon you, a vision of grace and elegance, your camera poised like an artist's brush while she continued to sing, but her heart now sang for you alone.

After Rosé's performance, she sought out the mysterious photographer. Rosé found you siting next at another celebrity. You looked absolutely breathtaking in her opinions which made her not wanting to lose an opportunity to have a conversation with you.

"Hi pretty, you look lonely. You caught my eyes while I was performing. A beautiful camera by the way." said Rosé while her australian accent could be heard, " your presence has inspire my soul. I am but a humble singer, yet I feel compelled to capture the essence of the beauty in song, as thou dost capture the world in thine art."

Your cheeks flushed with the warmth of her words, replied, "Good darling, your voice has moved me like no other. I am Y/N, a seeker of truth and beauty through the lens of my camera. Might I have the honor of capturing the likeness, that I may remember this night forever?"

Rosé was grateful that she had some self-control otherwise she would've flushed red cheeks by your reply. Your words took her breath literally away.

Thus began your journey of love, each discovering the depths of the other's soul through your shared passion for art. Both of you spent countless hours together, exploring the event later even a little bit of LA and surrounding crowds, capturing the world's wonders in photograph and song.

Rosé would sing as you photographed, her melodies weaving through the air like golden threads, binding your hearts ever closer. You, in turn, would find new inspiration in Rosé's music, your photographs revealing the hidden beauty that her voice evoked.

Your love for each other blossomed, unfettered by the trials and tribulations that life often brings. Both of you were kindred spirits, united by your art and your love for one another. Your bond with Rosé grew ever stronger, a testament to the power of love to transcend the boundaries of time and space.

Years passed, your love story became legendary in the music industry. The music industry was forever changed by both of your presence, and the memory of both of yours love endured, passed down through generations of singers as a symbol of the enduring power of art and the human spirit.

And so, in the twilight of your lives, you and Rosé, your hearts still entwined, looked back upon your journey together with gratitude and joy. For you both had found in each other a love that transcended the ordinary, a love that was truly extraordinary.

[martysimone]

Saint Laurent | silk satin + lace slip dress | Fall 2024 Campaign | model Rosé Park | ph Gray Sorrenti⁣

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[sweetfifidreams]

ֹ ⑅᜔ ׄ ݊ ݂ we were toxic till the end ۪ ֹ ᮫

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ don't walk away when I'm here calling your name ٠ ࣪⭑

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𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 - 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐚 & 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞́

Summary: Your girlfriend asks you for an unusual favor

Dom!Lisa x Dom!Fem!Reader x Sub!Rosé

Category: Smut

Warning: This story contains +18 content. It is not the responsibility of the author if minors read it.

Important: English is not my first language so, please, forgive me if there are any mistakes

Words: 1.541

“Let me come, please, I'll do anything” you beg to your girlfriend who has her fingers buried inside your heat.

“Anything?” you nod frantically. “You're a good girl, I know anything I ask you, you gonna do for me” she kisses your clit.

“Please” tears stream down your face from the torture of not being able to come.

“Would you have sex with Rosé? Would you do that for me?”

“What?” yours eyes widen, but then slam shut as Lisa starts in and out of your pussy rapidly.

“Did you hear me. Are you going to do it or not?”

You think that everything is nothing more than a boring joke from your girlfriend to find out how far you will go to be able to come. So you say yes, you scream at the top of your lungs that you will do this favor as the avalanche of pleasure rushes through your body. You are sure that it was the strongest orgasm in your entire life and that what you agreed to do a few minutes ago was nothing more than a delirium because of your desire to reach the peak of pleasure soon.

But it was all real. The request, acceptance and promise that you would comply with the agreement. And everything got even more real when a week later Lisa called you to say that the day was already set and you couldn't go back because good girls keep their promises.

Your girlfriend said that during a meeting with friends, Rosé confided in her that she had never been in bed with someone else before, that she had never felt pleasure from someone else's touch. Lisa could find anyone to do this, not that Rosé needs help because she would find someone easily, but her shyness stops her. Not only shyness, but she doesn't want to be with just anyone, she wants to meet someone first and Lisa, tired of her best friend's complaints, proposed that you could do that for her.

Rosé immediately denied it, but after a little insistence from the younger one, she agreed. She never imagined this before, that she would have her first time with her best friend's girlfriend. It's not like it's going to happen all the time, it's just so she knows what it's like to have that experience.

Her sweaty hand touches the doorbell and the nervousness she's tried to ignore for the last few days comes flooding back.

Lisa opens the door and immediately smiles. “Ready?”

“Are you sure you want this to happen? I mean, she's your girlfriend, I don't want it to be awkward afterwards”

“Come on Rosé, you waited until today and now you want to give up? I was the one who proposed this, it's going to be okay, I know I'll have fun too just watching”

“Okay, you're staying in the room with us” the blonde deduces.

“Of course I'll stay, she's my girlfriend. Don’t worry, I won’t participate, I’ll just make sure everything goes as agreed”

As soon as you hear the doorbell ring you sit up on the big bed only in your black lace suit and your right leg can't stay still with anxiety.

Footsteps are heard in the hallway and when you look up your gaze falls on the two women standing in the doorway.

Lisa guides Rosé with one hand on her lower back until she is standing still in front of you. Your girlfriend comes back to close the door and sits in an armchair with a privileged view of the bed.

You stand up and maintain eye contact with Rosé. “Are you comfortable with that?” she refers to the whole situation and you nod with a small smile on your lips.

“It's okay, if you don't want anymore at some point just tell me and I'll stop” you assure her lightly running your fingers on her arms to help her calm her nerves.

You bring your face close to hers and give her a few seconds to look away if she doesn't want to, but she stays still, shifting her gaze between your mouth and your eyes that are focused on her plump lips.

You close the distance and gently kiss her. You want her to be relaxed, getting as much out of this moment as she can and not regretting doing so.

When you pull away, her lips follow you in a silent request for more and you quickly oblige.

One of your hands goes to the back of her neck bringing her closer while the other caresses her waist before landing on her ass and squeezing her at the same time as the kiss becomes faster and more hungry.

You break the kiss and place small seals on her jaw and neck and she exhales a slow, shuddering breath. You smile against her skin feeling her melt against you, making you glad to have that power over someone you've barely touched.

“I know this must be good, but why don't we get right to action?” your girlfriend asks with her legs spread, feeling her wet panties and squeezing her own breasts. For a moment you forgot her presence in the room.

You ask Rosé to lie down on the bed and when her head hits the pillow, you are on top continuing your work on her neck and collarbone as you slide her shirt up and off.

You distribute kisses all over her skin, in the valley of her breasts, on her stomach, waist and below her navel.

Your hands roam the pants button waiting for confirmation to proceed. She nods her head slowly biting her bottom lip and you struggle not to reach back up and bite the same lip she's been torturing herself.

Your hands glide down her thighs, pulling her pants off and tossing them wherever they go. You take off your bra and panties first and then hers.

You take your time exploring her body and figuring out what she likes that you don't even notice Lisa slip a hand down her pants and stimulate herself by watching the two of you.

Rosé's body is covered in hickeys, bites and kisses and when you finally get to the wettest, most sensitive part of her, a shiver of anticipation runs through her body.

You take a long lick from her entrance to her clit, sucking lightly. “Oh, God” she moans at the new sensation and her breathing quickens making her chest rise and fall rapidly.

You tongue fuck her and then move up to suck the bundle of nerves harder and harder, applying just the right pressure and repeat this until her hips move to show you that she is ready for your fingers.

You insert your middle finger and let her move her waist herself, gripping the sheet tightly in her fists. Then you add the ring finger, if it weren't for so much pleasure she's feeling, she'd be shy by the noise her intimacy generates because of her wetness.

“That’s it, just like that” you encourage her by moving your hand to match the ones of her waist. “I’ll get you well prepared”

As if you read her mind, you speak again. “You will take the strap on so well”

Her mouth opens in a perfect “O” shape and she momentarily stops moving and when she comes back it's because waves and waves sweep over her body accompanied by sweet moans.

You reach the strap on that is on the bedside table and put it on. Though her eyes are half-closed, she watches your every move and feels the rubber dick collect her wetness.

You wait for her to give the signal to proceed and stick the tip in her pussy. She contracts but then relaxes as you stimulate her clit in lazy circles.

When the object is all inside her, you stand still for a while to let her get used to how full it is. Rosé rolls her eyes and takes a deep breath at the feeling of being torn apart from the inside, the good feeling already overcoming the pain.

She pulls you closer with her legs, tangling them behind your back and you start pushing the cock slowly. Soon she starts to match your thrusts with her throws and it turns into a moaning and whimpering mess.

“Are you going to come?” you ask.

“Yes” she replies between moans. “Don't stop, please” and you accelerate the thrusts, one of your hands continues to work on her clit and the other goes to her neck, squeezing weakly.

“Fuck, yeah” you can hear your girlfriend cumming on her fingers and her heavy breathing.

Rosé isn't far behind and when she comes, her nails mark your back and you help her through the orgasm by slowing down more and more until you stop altogether and your legs ache from the position you've been in for a while.

“What did you think?” Lisa gets up helping you to lie down and relax.

“It was really good”

“Yes?” she laughs. “Congratulations, you are not a virgin anymore”

“Thanks for fucking me, Y/n” Rosé thanks you and you smile. You should be the one to thank, since the pleasure was all yours.

[pro-royalty]

Laura Harrier & Rosé

at Yves Saint Laurent SS’2025

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