It’s been ten long years of waiting, but I finally saw MCR live - and they were amazing!!! <3333
Back in June, I made a shirt design for myself for the concert in Bonn - and now I made another one inspired by the concert itself! :D
I stared this the week after the show and it took me a whole month to finish it, but I'm rather proud of how it turned out! 😊
This is based on four of my own very small photos of the guys from the Bonn show. While I mostly used them for reference while drawing, I also wanna say thanks to @robbin-chan, who posted some pics from the gig that helped me figure out what this specific guitar of Frank’s looked like. ^^ I also used this color palette for some things, such as the writing and some shading. The quote is from the Dublin 2 show, actually - it’s been stuck in my head ever since I saw this video and, to me, symbolizes what I loved best about the gig and this tour - how genuinely happy the guys are now; it really does show. ❤️
I'm giong to see MCR on 17th June in Bonn, Germany but as of now it's just me and I would love to meet up with some other fans to experience the concert together.
Anyone up for meet up and maybe dinner before the concert in Bonn hit me up please. I could also make a discord for communication purposes. I did something similar to this with another concert in Berlin a few years back and it was great getting to know everyone there.
Even if you are not going to the concert it would be great if you could share this post around. Thx💕
17.06.2022 // Despite semi-stuffing up my last final today, I am in high spirits! Finishing this challenge I thought I'd be excited for a break but more than ever I feel excited to push myself even more. Alas, I only have a week to do that before I go overseas for the break (!!) Sidenote but this yt video made me feel so nice inside.
a/n :: i just rewrote something that’s been in drafts for literal months ! gonna like, make this a series for every character more or less, just some moments that make them feel loved <3 they all need some lovin’. major major thank you to the lovely @softiefeli for proofreading yet another piece of mine, hoping your pillows are cold on both sides ! <3
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he’s never wanted to punch something so badly in his entire existence.
no. that would take energy. energy the week has squeezed out of him, only to toss him aside now that he’s lost it all.
and katsuki wanted nothing more than to stay like that, forgotten in the hopes of recovering alone.
yet he couldn’t seem to accomplish that one goal. everything fell onto his path at once, as if he hadn’t been tested enough, over and over and over again. the safety of his dorm was one that felt too out of reach, a journey he’d have to take with his already aching body.
nobody around him helped too. every single one of them had gotten out of their way to piss him off, refusing to grant him a single moment of silence. really, it was inevitable he snapped all the time. hard not to with the way they stirred at the anger already threatening to blow him up, scatter the pieces of him he was weakly holding together.
maybe then they’d leave him alone.
when katsuki finally gets there, sinking into the mattress of his bed, the overwhelming sense of being able to rest— of being able to be— outweighs everything else. it washes over him like a cool wave, drowning the way his body and mind aches yet alerting his nerves to the realisation.
a knock at his door drags him out of that ocean and he hates the surge of annoyance he feels, suffocating it with the knowledge of it being you.
“leave.”
he finds his voice, yet hates the way the end of it it gets stuck in his throat, coming out with a crack.
katsuki strains his ears for any hints at what your next step was going to be, hoping you hadn’t noticed the crack. he catches nothing but silence for a few moments, then hears something being slid under his door before your retreating steps.
heavy footsteps bring him to his door and he picks up a folded piece of paper, catching hints of your handwriting as he unfolds it.
“you probably want to be alone right now, but i’m here for you when you want some company katsu <3”
it’s a simple note, with an emoticon with a wobbly smile, yet he can’t help or hide the weak smile as he reads through it again.
“idiot,” he mumbles, the smile so weak it could’ve easily been missed etching itself onto his face as he folds the piece of paper carefully, tucking it into his pocket.
the grey clouds surrounding katsuki seem to lighten a little, giving him the slightest hope of bright blue in knowing that you seemed to understand.
that you let him be, let him nurse his vulnerable self with the knowledge that you were right there in case he couldn’t patch himself up alone.
Headcanon situation: when XIAO secretly harbors feelings for reader
a/n: okay so, this is just a little piece to paint out my headcanon (link right above).
Arms locked across his chest, his piercing eyes watched her like an eagle. Back resting lightly against the rounded pillar in the corner of the general store, the number of curious gazes fleeting over to Xiao as if he was part of the display items behind the glassed shelves did not fall past the adeptus' notice—
A lithe figure of lean, sculpted muscles with a large, intricate jade green tattoo that stretched across the skin of his right arm, he had a presence — quiet yet intimidating, with intense eyes piercing out from his handsome face.
—Xiao was not the tallest in the room, but it was no wonder their eyes stayed drawn to him.
Like a prickle to his skin, he could feel these mortals staring; annoying him like noises in the background. Though he doubted because they recognized or much less know of an adeptus like him existed.
in the two thousand years of his life, he'd never dreamt he would let himself stand among mortals to be gawked at, but here he was, doing just that.
All because he wanted to know and understand her more, he agreed to be brought around Liyue Harbor — the mortal civilization Morax spent centuries to build.
It wasn't so bad, trying out the various food made by humans, seeing the structures that was built and rooted across the grounds with the guidance of Lord Geo, watching how humans interact with each other. Most intriguing was what she enjoyed doing, enjoyed eating or how she interacted with others.
His day with her in the city was fairly pleasant until she decided that she needed to restock her supplies. It was obvious even to him that the young man over the counter held some kind of infatuation towards her. For someone who was slouching and trying to hold their head up with a hand like it had the weight of a giant boulder, it was obvious from how the man's face lit up the moment she approached the counter.
He had observed the acts of familiarity the others they met going around the city had displayed towards her, and this was different. He may have avoided many social interactions with others, but he was no fool not to notice the way the man behind the counter was beaming under her attention.
Xiao tried not to stare too long. Once again reminding himself with a bitter taste in his mouth that anyone else but him was a safer choice for her.
Who was he to feel upset over who she talked to?
Xiao blew out a seething sigh, forcing his attention somewhere else, but only for his eyes snap back to her when her laughter came ringing over.
He felt the frustration churning inside him soften a tad at the sight of her open, smiling face. This lasted for short seconds before the tension on his face returned to him; once again reminded of the source of his irritation by the loud, boisterous laughter joining hers.
Shoulders stiff, Xiao dragged out another sigh, eyes reluctantly falling away from them.