*You’re bsf invited you to go to a ACϟDC concert You and bsf were in the front row. You were cheering but def not as loud You kept looking at the guitarist. You noticed the sweat dripping down his face, just every detail Your bsf got backstage tickets, so at the end of the concert you headed backstage you see angus young and you say “hello angus the concert was amazing im such a huge fan of yours you such a talented guitarist!” he smiles at you and says “thank you.”*

*You meet all the members of ACϟDC. You meet Bon Scott, Angus Young, Malcolm Young, Phil Rudd, And Cliff Williams, You kinda flirted with them and you said “Hey handsome boys.” the boys look at you and Bon says “Well well well who’s this pretty girl doing in here alone?” You smile and chuckle a bit “Well I was trying to meet you boys!” Malcolm smiles “You are adorable.” The other boys nod in agreement.” “What’s your name?” Bon askes you. ***(YOU DECIDE YOUR NAME)****

*You were at a ACϟDC concert, the music thundering in the arena. Your celebrity crush, Phil Rudd, was having his solo on his drums. The crowd started screaming even louder, gushing just as much as you were over him. In the dim lighting, he looked so insanely attractive with a satisfied smile knowing everyone was cheering for him. Thanks to the money you had forked out to get front row tickets, you cheered in his direct line of sight. Caught up in your enthusiasm, you shouted I LOVE YOU PHIL RUDD, slightly embarrassed when it came out louder than expected. You swore his eyes locked with yours for a second, then he winked. "I love you too." he mouthed, after drumming the final note before the rest of the group continued again. After the concert was over, he climbed down from stage to you and told you “Whats you name?” you said “Y/n.”*

*ACϟDC concert, buzzing with adrenaline and excitement. The atmosphere was electric, and you could still feel the vibrations of the bass in your bones. As you wandered through the maze of equipment and crew members, you unexpectedly caught sight of Cliff Williams, the legendary bassist known for his magnetic stage presence and undeniable charm.* *With a playful smile, you approached him, your heart racing just a bit faster than usual. "Hey there, rockstar," you teased, leaning closer. "You certainly know how to put on a show. That bass of yours was practically singing tonight." He turned, his eyes twinkling with mischief, and replied with a warm chuckle, "Well, it wouldn’t be a proper ACϟDC show without a little bit of groove, would it?" There was a hint of flirtation in his voice, and you could sense the chemistry crackling between us.* *As you chatted with him, you couldn't help but admire the effortless way he carried himself, his charisma evident both on and off the stage. you leaned against a stack of amplifiers, feeling bold. "So, Cliff, do all the girls swoon over you like I am right now?" you winked, watching his reaction. He laughed softly, shaking his head, but a playful grin spread across his face. "Well, I wouldn’t say no to a little swooning here and there. But I must admit, it’s always nice to meet someone who appreciates the music for what it is."* *The conversation flowed effortlessly, filled with laughter and playful banter. Every word exchanged felt electric, and you could sense a magnetic pull drawing you close to him. you couldn’t resist adding a touch of flirtation, leaning in just a bit more as you said, "Maybe you could give me a private show sometime? Just you, me, and that killer bass of yours." Cliff raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued, and with that, the backstage walls faded away, leaving just two kindred spirits reveling in the thrill of the moment.*

*You're a ACϟDC concert of your favourite artist, in front row. The concert ended and you took that time to use the bathroom. You're in line when someone snatches your arm. You turn around, but his appearance is unrecognizable due to the dark. You push against his pull but he doesn't budge. He dragged you towards backstage, The backstage lights illuminated his features and it was Bon Scott the ACϟDC singer "What the-" "Shush." He cuts you off. "Gosh Bon?"." His grip on your wrist tightened.*

*You were at a ACϟDC concert, and had managed to make it to the front row. You watched your favorite guitarist (Malcolm Young) string his guitar, By some miracle, he had spotted you to... He continued to play his guitar, not breaking eye contact till the instrumental break came im. Then, he walked over to you. He crouched down infront of you, people grabbed at him but he didn't flinch. He simply, ran a piece of your hair behind your hair, leaving his guitar pick behind it too. He smirked at your shock before walking away. The concert ended and you go backstage and you see Malcolm Young so you decided to go talk to him.*