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adventuringblind · 1 month

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All too Real

Norstappen x Reader

Genre: Smut and Horror (if you squint)

Summary: Max was supposed to be gone, so why is he here? More importantly, why does his hand on her mouth forceful movements have her bothered?

Warnings: Consensual non-consent, Knife play, Impact play, choking, Corruption, Bondage, Mean Dom Max, Sub Lando and Reader, PinV, Anal, Minor blood, Marking, Sensory deprivation, Max is really sweet in this I swear but it's really dark during the scene.

Notes: For the requester who sent me this, I didn’t think I was gonna be able to do it. Be proud of me please! T_T

Side Note: I appreciate everyone who sent me ideas! I can't wait to explore this dynamic more!

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The moon illuminates the sky of Monaco. It’s past midnight; a time where people should be asleep.

Her and Lando sleep on Max’s side of the bed. He’d left earlier this evening to head back to Redbull HQ. He’d not specified what exactly they needed from him. Only that it was urgent fenough for him to get on a plane that same day. Not much of a hassles considering he has his own.

Max had promised he’d make as quick as he could and might even be back the following night. Still, it sucks not having him around at night. He has a way of making them feel much safer when he’s around. Which might just be because he looks intimidating despite being the embodiment of a teddy bear, but who is she to say?

He’d never hurt them. Is even picky about it during sex. Like he’s afraid he’ll shatter them if he lets go enough.

That could be why the hand clasped around her throat and palm over her mouth scare her into compliance. Being met with familiar eyes in this situation is not something anybody wants.

Her heavy breaths are muffled against Max’s hand. The menacing glint that over takes cerulean blue is something she’s only seen when he gets competitive.

The hand around her throat comes off slowly and fishes something from his pocket. A piece of cloth makes its way to her mouth. He slips it in underneath his hand, gagging her and stopping her from forming any coherent words.

She complies with his harsh movements. No point in fighting him, he’s too strong for that. He pulls zip ties from somewhere - probably his pocket again - and wrangles her wrists behind her.

The adrenaline coursing through every fiber of her being only gets worse when he tosses her onto the floor and repeats the actions for Lando. A bit different. A hand over his eyes instead of around his throat.

the Brit fights back more then she did. He’s unable to see who it is he’s fighting, making things more difficult for Max. The inkling he might win out is soon discarded as he is pinned to the bed underneath Max’s weight.

The sweats and boxers come down with ease, leaving the Brit entirely bare. Max leaves him there, only able to yell into the cloth and thrashing around trying to escape. A bit useless without his hands.

Max pulls her upward, back onto the bed next to Lando. He stand at the edge and pulls his own shirt off. “So pretty and helpless, all for me.” The sound of the switchblade opening has her eyes watering. He crawls over her, the moon glinting off the metal as he moves. “Innocent and ready to be broken by me. Only, for me.”

The flat of the blade runs against her skin. “Would you like that? I’d keep you safe, tucked away, only for me to play with. All mine.” The knife tip presses into her skin. She sucks in through her teeth, far too aroused by this new side of max. He gently drags the sharp point against her. It dawns on her that she wants this. She craves Max marking her.

Max slips the knife under where her panties are resting her hip. He cuts away the dainty piece of fabric. “What do you think Lando? Which one of you should I break first?” He flips Lando over onto his back. Both of them being eaten alive by his gaze, like a hunter who has successfully captured his prey.

She’s glad to see she’s not the only one aroused. The hard-on Lando is sporting has Max licking his lips. He’s whining and whimpering into the gag. He teases Lando’s aching cock with the dull end and His back arches off the bed. His spine bending him further into the sensation.

Max pulls away, leaving Lando writhing. He grabs her by the ankle and pulls her level to Lando’s crotch. Instinctively, she opens her mouth. Which is a great decision as he shoves her head into Lando. Choked by surprise and unprepared. He grabs the back of her head and holds her there. “Do you want to breathe, schat? Or are you being pliant because you’re just that much of a slut?”

The bit of air she had in her lungs starts to deplete. The lightheaded feeling has tears running down her cheeks. Max doesn’t pull her off until she’s frantically trying to pull herself off. He keeps his hand on her, not letting her go far. “Big breath for me.” She inhales as deep as she can and he solves her back down.

Large hands - Max’s hands - force her legs apart. He slips two fingers in her and aggressively pumps them in and out. “Awe, still so tight but so. Fucking. Wet~” Each word punctuated with a progressively harder thrust. er body moves back and forth according to Max’s will helping her make Lando get some relief.

In a few quick movements, he has rid himself of the rest of his clothes. He climbs back on top and throws on old her legs over his shoulder. He doesn’t giver her time to think about it. “Fuck, you feel so good for me. Look at you! You’re crying for it!” The pace he sets is unrelenting. Each snap of his hips has her choking further on Lando.

She can feel Lando trying to rut his hips and the sharp sound from Max’s hand hitting his bare skin. Lando shrieks in pain and stops his moving. “You get what I give you. You are mine, remember? Or are you already fucked dumb because of her pretty mouth?”

Curse Max and his good stamina. She’s helpless to push him off her, struggling to breathe, the knife now pressing into her hip. The first cut is quick and clean. A light little thing that barely stings. The second one is harder. Same for the following ones; each more drawn out then the last despite being relatively the same size.

She’s wailing, crying, the lines between pleasure and pain have faded into each other. She finished at some point but Max hasn't stopped. In fact, he's going harder.

His voice is surrounding her. It's falling over her despite both their desperate cries.

Everything stops far to abruptly. Max pulls out of her and drags Lando away. The crying starts when she doesn't know where either of them are. Lost in all the mixed feelings; the adrenaline, pleasure, and pain.

The blood running down her thigh is warm and think. She wonders, briefly, if it's staining the sheets beneath her.

"Come on schat, you can take it." Make coos it so gently despite the despite monas coming from behind Lando's gag. "Or do you need more? Is that what all these desperate noises are for? You're a slut who needs it all?"

Max is the puppet master and her and Lando are attached to the strings. The Brit is shoved between her legs. Neither of them standing a chance.

Her overstimulated pussy is once again subjected to the brutality of Lando. More Max, with the way she can see Max pressed behind him, snapping his hips.

Lando is screaming into her shoulder. She's to fucked to even think about Max and the fact he's not even supposed to be here.

Max stutters. Lando finished ages ago, She counts three. Hers started blurring together and just didn't stop.

The silence as Max slows down is to much. She need him to talk, she'll except anything at this point.

The blood from Lando's thigh is sticking to her. They match now and she isn't even sure when it happened.

Max doesn't pull out of Lando, he runs his fingers across Lando's skin and pulls his blindfold off. Next comes the gag, hers and Lando's. Neither of them can say anything.

No, the tears start instead of the words. Max scrambles to get them situated comfortably on the bed and turns the lights on. He leans them against his own body, whispering to them about how good they did.

"Was that to much? Did I take it to far? I tried to hit everything you said and I think I did-"

"Good, overwhelmed, scary." Lando pants against his skin.

She tries to get Max to pet her head. He gets the hint and complies. "You went to the Milton-Keynes. Did you plan this?"

"I've spent the last two months researching, preparing, and planning. Mostly because Lando said that I wouldn't do it."

"I said you thought we were fragile and you were to scared to actually do it."

"And do you still think that?" Lando shakes his head. The blush on his cheeks evident behind the tear tracks.

"Max-" she whines. "-The sheets ae red now."

"I know love, just wanted to calm down before I moved you two anywhere. First I'll get you patched up, which I already have the first aid ready. Next is a bath and I will change our sheets because I purchased new ones. Then food and water and me showering you in my affection."

Her and Lando look at each other and both of them break out into smiley giggles. "Max, did you know that we love you?"

"The fact you're not trying to run the opposite direction of me makes me think that." Max carries them one by one to the bathroom counter. "I actually thought I went to far the second Lando started fighting me."

"Then I heard your voice and got hard." Lando proudly points out. His attempts at reassuring the dutchman that he had a good time.

"Next time, I'm ditching the blindfold."

"This implies there will be a next time."

"If there is, can we maybe not bite my dick off?"

She looks away, embarrassed at the act of trying to cannibalize her poor boyfriend.

"Do you two know how long we went for? Lan, she had her jaw like that for over a half hour."

Lando gapes at him. "I owe you a jaw massage... but please, I would like to keep my best asset attached."

Her and Max roll their eyes. Her delirious laughs fill the space as Max runs the bath. "Nah, your best feature is your mouth."

"Is that because of my tongue?"

Max glances over his shoulder. "No, it's because it's big, loud, and creates these scenarios."

Not like she can complain. She did want it and so did Lando. And with the 'MV' now plastered to their thighs, she can't help but think Max enjoyed himself a little too.

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hellyeahskwisgaar · 1 year

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MTL characters but in totally different metal genres

Hope they make side projects with these

I think Nathan actually doesn't go well with black metal because of his deep death growl vocal and he isn't skinny enough so yeah death metal is best for him but as Dethklok plays MDM/DM music so I had to choose something different.

Pickles, he really fits in stoner genre things cause he's an ACTUAL stoner, smoking bunch of weeds and bongs. Plus its stereotypical outfit looks pretty good on him too. Smoke weed everyday

Skwisgaar should start another side project which plays viking/folk metal but not the kind of Korpiklaani/Equilibrium folk style, more like Moonsorrow or early Ensiferum. Oooor kinda like Falkenbach. Well I kept listening to Bathory albums(viking metal era) when I drew him.

Toki may play power metal for ✶ 🎀 𝓀𝒾𝓉𝓉𝓎 𝒸𝒶𝓉𝓈 🎀 ✶ just like Hevisaurus does to kids, tho he's Norwegian and looks like he's somehow connected with black metal - his appearance on 1x16, having a friend who is a fan of black metal - everyone knows he's the naÏve guy in the band so only power metal can protect his childlike innocence.

Murderface was the hardest one to come up with but I guess 80s thrash metal will be the best. Curly hair(I guess so, no one has trapezoid shaped hair in real life) and his vest which reminds me a battle jacket. Planet Piss is sounding to groove/industrial/nu metal and groove metal was inspired by thrash/heavy metal so it makes sense.

And these are my inspirational songs for this post

#metalocalypse #mtl #dethklok #skwisgaar skwigelf #toki wartooth #william murderface #pickles the drummer #nathan explosion #my art #hysmtl

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steviewashere · 2 months

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Perfect Timing

Rating: General CW: References to Sex Tags: Established Relationship, Eddie Munson is a Sweetheart, Steve Harrington is a Sweetheart, Steve Harrington Loves Eddie Munson, Eddie Munson Loves Steve Harrington, Marriage Proposals, Fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Future Fic, Dialogue Heavy

For the @steddielovemonth prompt: "Love is having hope for the future together."

💕—————💕

Steve was sitting at the dining table, hands spread out on the surface, staring down at a piece of mail when he heard Eddie clamber through the front door. Based on the string of things being dropped and Eddie not reacting negatively, just sighing a little bit and picking things up, must mean he was having a good day.

It’s funny, Steve thinks, that he knows the way in which Eddie’s emotions express when he comes through the front door of their shared space. They began renting an apartment in Chicago just a year or so after getting together. Tail end of 1986 meant sharing a bed and house by August of 1987. And it’s theirs. Filled with miscellaneous clutter—a bookshelf brimmed with books, coffee table layered with Sports Illustrated and Heavy Metal magazines, dice and keys and Topps baseball cards, and picture frames they dust and drawings from Eddie’s sketchbooks and ‘failed’ art projects of Steve’s that Eddie thought were masterpieces. Point is, they’ve made it their home. And they started their lives with a breath of fresh air.

And now it’s 1995, depending on one another’s reactions, this all may just crumble at their feet.

See, Eddie was out playing a demo tape for a small record company based here in Chicago. A little indie place that’s been looking to expand their music catalogue from contemporary to a broader lick of alternative genres. Which, it turns out, includes thrash and heavy metal. Which, Steve adores, Eddie is amazing at performing.

But, Steve? He’s been anxiously waiting all day for the mail to arrive. Biting down on his fingernails, chewing them up so much they bleed and he has to run his fingertips under lukewarm water. Pacing the carpet of the living room. Pushing down and peering through the eggshell blinds. Biting his fingernails, again. And then it came and now he’s at their dining table and now he’s waiting for Eddie to careen around the corner and kiss his hair and ask in his greeting Steve voice, “What’s this, baby?”

“What’s this, baby?” Steve hears from above him. He jumps a little bit. Maybe he should have put on music or something, try to get himself to stay grounded in the present. “Stevie?” Eddie calls.

“Oh, uh,” Steve stutters. “It’s a letter I got in the mail, but I—I wanna hear about your demo tape.” Eddie gives him a sidelong glance. A little furrow to his eyebrows, a frown. “The letter isn’t anything bad, I read it already. But I don’t know how you’ll feel about it.”

Eddie hums, nodding in slow understanding. He slides into the dining seat across from Steve. Mirroring his position. Then, he realizes, based on whatever face Steve makes, that it’s only anxiety inducing. He sets his chin in his right palm, stretching the other onto the table for Steve to take. Waiting patiently. And says, when Steve actually grabs back, “It went really well, sweetheart. They offered me a contract.”

“That’s great news, Eds! What did—Did you sign it? Please tell me you signed it.”

Then, Eddie sighs. And Steve shrinks a little. “I did,” he tells slowly, as if testing the words for the first time. “I signed it. They’re keeping me based here. I’ll start recording next Saturday.” He squeezes at Steve’s hand.

“What’s the long face for, then?”

“I’m not making a face,” Eddie feebly argues.

“You are!” And Steve mocks him. Frowning, eyes distant to the surface of the table, bunching his eyebrows impossibly farther down his face. His shoulders slump. “That’s what you did! What happened? Were they pieces of shit to you or something? Did they like—Are they underselling your music prowess or something? Do I need to kick their—“

Eddie chuckles. His laughter like honey. “Babe, breathe for me,” he whispers. “My only issue is that—“ But he cuts himself off there. He leans in across the table. Eyes down at the letter in front of Steve. “That’s a letter from the community college, isn’t it?”

Steve pulls his hands back, laying them palm down on the paper. He swallows thickly. “It is. Why?”

“Did you get in?”

“I’m not telling you until you tell me what’s wrong.”

“You telling me determines whether or not I have a genuine problem. So…Did you get into the college that you’ve been looking at forlorn every time we drive by it? Or did you not and I need to go kick some old people ass?” His eyes are large in earnest. Grinning like the Cheshire Cat. His hair curtaining his face, making his facial features impossibly darker, shadowed by something tricky.

Steve chews on his lip. “I got in,” he mutters. “I got into their English literature program. And once I’m done with that, I transfer. And once I transfer, I start classes at a four year. I’ll be studying English literature and secondary education,” he rambles. His fingers tap over the letter. “Is that…Does that ruin your whole music dream? I don’t want to be the reason that you chase something else.”

For a moment, the room goes scary still and silent. Eddie’s facial features soften. And Steve’s heart rabbits against his ribcage. Hard enough that he slides a palm over his t-shirt, massaging at the rapid beating, hoping that he doesn’t have a heart attack on the third floor of their complex. That would suck, he thinks bitterly. And my future would be done for.

He sits back in his chair. Anxiety thrumming under his skin when Eddie still doesn’t say anything. Just keeps looking at him like he’s…Like he’s planning an entire five lifetimes with Steve. Like he’s about to sweep Steve off his feet, chuck him over the side of their mattress, give him hickeys until he’s a mottled lovesick mess, and then get down on one knee and surrender his heart to Steve’s hands. Like he’s gonna propose something wonderful like marriage. And, maybe, Steve lets himself believe something crazy like that.

“Remember when I told you that I consider marriage as a possibility?” Eddie asks abruptly.

And, goddamnit, if Eddie does something crazy and stupid like propose right now, Steve may just throw up out of excitement. How embarrassing, he thinks. And he chuckles despite that.

“I do,” he finds himself whispering. “What does this—“

“And I considered it with you. And I held you close and you cried against my lips and we made love like we were the only people in the universe? Remember all the times that you’d lay on top of me out of contentment? All the times I’d hold you close to my chest? All the times you kissed over my heart, like it was the only thing keeping us tethered to the moment?”

Nervously, Steve laughs. “Yes, Eddie. Yes, I remember all that. What is your point with—“

“Fucking margarita nights. You’re a sweet drunk, d’you know that? Like almost unbearably sweet.” Eddie scoots his chair around the table. Setting it next to Steve, on his left. And his hands come into Steve’s field of view. Gathering Steve’s palms in his, squeezing and caressing the skin. “All the times in which we thought that this apartment was all that we had.” He shakes his head, smirking, snickering like this intense reaction he’s having is something funny to Steve.

Fact of the matter, Steve is scared shitless right now. What if this is his way of breaking up, he can’t help himself from wondering. Cruel. He swallows against the lump in his throat. Words escaping him.

“I want to marry you so bad,” Eddie swears. “Wanna do the whole ceremony. And the paper signing. And the honeymoon, but in some little cabin on a mountain. Where we load the fireplace with wood and we huddle in for warmth and we sip at rich cups of Uncle Wayne’s hot chocolate. And then, in a few years time, when we’ve financially recovered from the wedding, we’ll buy a house.

“We’ll buy a house and paint it yellow,” he promises. Steve begins to cry, something silent, but can’t pinch his nose to stop himself. “It’ll be yellow because that’s your favorite color. With white shutters. And a big backyard for a dog or two. Wrap around porch so that we can sit and watch the sunrises and sunsets.” He takes a deep breath that sounds a little nasally. “I’ll make you breakfast every morning,” he continues, “serve you a fresh bowl of strawberries, ones that you grow under the big front window of our house. I’ll kiss you all over the face, like I do now, and you’ll grumble that it’s too early and then you’ll smell the bacon and you’ll give me your stupid sleepy smile that makes my heart do funny little flips and you’ll kiss me on the mouth and it’ll be disgusting because you haven’t brushed your teeth.

“And I’ll be a very happy man.” Eddie’s breath trembles in his chest. He swallows hard. Steve wonders if he can hear his own shaky breath. Or if he’s too involved in whatever this is. “I’ll be so happy,” he whispers, “And I’ll find myself thinking, how did I ever get so lucky? But it isn’t luck. And it isn’t fate. It was trauma that forced us together and I’ll laugh about it. But then I’ll sigh because who the fuck cares how we started all of this?

“You’ll be a funky middle school English teacher. With your nicely done hair and a sweater vest and some khakis. I’ll be a musician, hopefully. But, every day you’ll have a small lunch; an orange that I made you peel but I removed the pulp from, a tuna salad sandwich because you’re my fish loving dork, and a bottle of water. I’ll leave you a note everyday telling you how proud I am because I’ve never stopped being proud of you.

“I’m proud of you, Steve, d’you know that? So much.” He laughs wetly. His eyes staring down at their interlocked hands. “All this to say that I’m proud of you. That I’m happy. We’ve got a future, sweetheart. And I want to be your husband. Will you—“ He swallows once more, thick and heavy and almost painful looking. Can love hurt when it’s this sweet?

Eddie finally looks up. His eyes glistening and his cheeks wet and his skin tinted pink. His eyelashes stuck together. Nose dripping only slightly. He’s a messy crier, but Steve doesn’t fare any better. “Will you marry me, Steve? Stay by my side and we’ll accomplish our dreams together?” His voice is soft. Enamored.

Unbelievable, Steve swallows back. Because how did he get somebody like Eddie in his life? How did he manage to find love and have it promised back at him?

“Yes, Eddie,” he gasps out. “God, holy shit.” He drops his hands from Eddie’s hold, instead wrapping them around his torso. Muffled into Eddie’s shoulder, “All this just because I’m finally figuring my shit out? God.”

Eddie cackles, burying his own face in Steve’s hair. They sway a little. “I just—“ Eddie begins whispering. “I don’t know. I’ve been meaning to ask you for a while. Every time seemed right, but this one? Baby, this one was perfect.”

Steve sighs into the embrace. Content to not say anything else. Except, “I’m proud of you, too, honey. I love you so much and I’m so proud of you.”

“I love you too, love bug. God, Steve, I love you, too.”

For the first time since 1983, Steve allows himself to truly settle in for a future. A future, he knows, he’ll be especially proud of.

💕—————💕 Fun fact, I accidentally deleted this whole ficlet when I was copying and pasting. Hit the spacebar and watched it disappear in front of my eyes. But I figured out how to get it back, not before almost throwing up on myself out of anger. Love y'all <3

#stranger things #steddie #fanfiction #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddielovemonth #day 12 #fluff #domestic fluff #domestic steddie #<3

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jasontoddsmommyissues · 2 years

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PSA for non-metal fans:

1. Most of the bands Eddie canonically likes are considered Thrash or Speed Metal, or New Wave of British Heavy Metal, which was a major influence of Thrash and Speed Metal. Bands like Motley Crue, Guns and Roses, Def Leppard and Van Halen on the other hand are glam metal bands, which is generally known to be more “pop-y”/have more mainstream appeal than the extreme metal subgenres like the ones Eddie’s into. Not saying he wouldn’t listen to them at all but those bands are probably a bit tame for his taste.

2. Punk and Metal are two distinct genres of rock. There’s some similarities but they are on a whole different, and have different subcultures surrounding them. Again, not saying Eddie would dislike punk bands, but they wouldn’t be what he was primarily listening to.

3. It’s not uncommon for metalheads to incorporate bandanas into their outfits. The black skull bandana in Eddie’s pocket isn’t hanky code, it’s just how a heavy metal fan from the mid-80s would dress. (Same thing with the handcuffs in his room. Plenty of people have used handcuffs as belts before)

4. Heavy metal is still a thing today. There’s plenty of modern metal bands, and even some of the bands Eddie would’ve been listening to in the 80s still make music and tour. So yes, a modern version of Eddie would probably still be a metalhead.

#for all your Eddie fanfic/art/heacanon/etc #stranger things #stranger things 4 #stranger things season 4 #stranger things 4 vol 2 #stranger things 4 volume 2 #Netflix #Joseph Quinn #Eddie munson #hellcheer #eddie munson x chrissy cunningham #edissy #steddie #eddie munson x steve harrington #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fandom #eddie munson fanfic

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birdofmay · 5 months

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do have metal recommendations? I'm new to it. really completely new

*typing up a storm* You just activated the autism in me! 😄

Alright, here's a brief overview. Followers, feel free to recommend songs in the comments, if you listen to metal.

What bands you should know, at least their names:

Black Sabbath, Sepultura, Kiss, Van Halen, Iron Maiden, Judas Priest, Metallica, Slayer, Megadeth, Pantera, Anthrax, Helloween.

No need to know and like their songs, just know that they exist. There are some more, but you'll encounter them eventually anyway, I'm sure. Note that certain old bands are controversial now, for example Pantera and Metallica.

Some recommendations:

Heavy Metal:

The "How it began" part. Just check out Iron Maiden, Judas Priest, and Black Sabbath. You should know

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Thrash Metal:

The earlier albums of Metallica, Testament, Exodus, and of course Slayer. "Raining Blood"

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is well known, and I connect "Bloodline"

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with long road trips as a child.

Doom Metal:

Some Black Sabbath is also considered doom metal. Apart from that I recommend Pentagram and Witchfinder General.

Black Metal:

Not mine, personally, except for certain derivatives, but they'll come later. I like very few black metal songs. They are:

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Death Metal:

Many subgenres, I personally prefer Melodic Death Metal. Cannibal Corpse is well-known and also Obituary. Check out Debauchery, some In Flames, Dark Tranquillity, and Arch Enemy too. Recommendation:

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But to be honest, most Children of Bodom songs sound alike 😂

Dark Metal/Gothic Metal:

Hard to sort the whole discography of one band into this subgenre. Some Cradle of Filth, some Sirenia, some Samsas Traum, Type O Negative. I also like

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Power Metal:

Sabaton, Powerwolf, Manowar (not everything), HammerFall, Grave Digger (not everything), Sonata Arctica, some Blind Guardian. Power Metal often has characteristics of Symphonic Metal in some songs, so it's hard to put one band in one strict category.

Symphonic Metal:

Nightwish, Xandria, Within Temptation, Epica. Too many favourites to recommend a specific song.

Progressive Metal:

Dream Theater, Opeth, Tool, Symphony X. Specific song:

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Folk Metal:

Some Ensiferum, some Eluveitie, Týr, Finntroll, some Svartsot, Korpiklaani. Song recommendation:

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Viking Metal:

This is actually a "Whatever, as long as it's about Norse stuff and the Viking age" genre. This is why many death metal, folk metal, and power metal bands ALSO are considered viking metal.

Amon Amarth are very well-known, I'd recommend

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Pagan Metal:

Also a "Whatever, as long" category. Most folk metal bands are simultaneously pagan metal. Moonsorrow are more black metal but also pagan metal, which is why I'll briefly mention them here.

There also are Varg, but if I'm not mistaken they had some right wing stuff going on, so be careful there. I'm not sure what happened, but I think some of the band members openly supported a neonazi group. Could be that the members were kicked out after that, but even if everything is alright now, they still have a negative connotation.

Somewhere in between all this, there's Alestorm. They're also considered pirate metal, btw. But I'm not actively into that, which is why I put them somewhere in-between.

Industrial Metal:

This is your outsider, and I think every band considered "Industrial Metal" is at the same time considered 5 genres more. Rammstein, Nine Inch Nails, Eisbrecher (some would say it's Gothic), Ministry.

Nu Metal:

Some people would say "Nu Metal isn't metal!!!", but I like it anyway. Check out Slipknot, Limp Bizkit, Korn, Disturbed. "Duality" by Slipknot is the song of a common meme ("I push my fingers into my eyes") 😄

Also Machine Head, but it's hard to categorise them. I just checked, Wikipedia says they're sometimes considered "neo-thrash". Well I guess they're a bit of everything, but their newer albums definitely have nu metal character.

Metalcore:

If you say you're a metalhead but only listen to metalcore, metalheads will hate you for this. Just so you know. ☝🏼 It's a valid genre, but you're on thin ice if you don't listen to other metal genres. There are many overlapping genres here, which is why, again, it's difficult to label bands.

Parkway Drive (some would scream that they're post hardcore), Silverstein (some would scream that they're hardcore punk, others that they're emo), As I Lay Dying, Killswitch Engage, Bullet For My Valentine (some would scream that they're emo, others would say they're heavy metal), Bring Me The Horizon depending on the song, August Burns Red.

Lamb of God are considered metalcore too, but in my opinion they're more metal than metalcore. Anyway I'll mention them here for the sake of classification.

Yeah, that's about it, I guess. This post is already very long, so I guess I better stop at this point. I hope from here on you'll manage to navigate through the big metal genre yourself 😄

P.S.: I forgot Trivium! "Feast Of Fire" is currently stuck in my head

#anon ask #not autism #long post #music tag

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k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9 · 4 days

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Slayer - Raining Blood

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sound-jam · 3 months

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So this blog is mainly for me to post my CD collection but I'm waiting to get a new CD player before I start posting so I'll start with some kerrang magazines :D unfortunately I don't own any of the older ones but I'm hoping to get my hands on some

Kerrang started in the early 80s in the UK and originally focused on the rise of British heavy metal. They featured bands such as AC/DC (who were the first band to be on the cover), Mötley Crüe, Slayer, and Metallica. It was during this time that the term "thrash metal" was created by kerrang to describe the band Anthrax. In the 90s, the focus turned to more general alternative music following the rise of grunge, specifically Nirvana. To make it more up-to-date they featured bands such as Hole, Nine Inch Nails, Terrorvision, and Therapy?. In the late 90s they started to focus more on the rise of nu metal amd featured bands such as Limp Bizkit, Slipknot, Deftones, and System of a Down. In the 2000s kerrang had a big shift over to focus heavily on the rising of the emo genre, coinciding with the decline of nu metal. Kerrang originally started off as a monthly publication, which then changed to a weekly publication in 1987 due to its rising popularity. In 2020 it switched to a digital magazine so that people could still access it during the pandemic, however in December 2021 it returned to print and is now published on a quarterly basis. In 2001 it became the best-selling British music weekly, overtaking NME.

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generic-sonic-fan · 2 months

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What music do you think Omega and Metal Sonic would listen to?(If they listen at all)

They're both Linkin Park fans caught in a bitter conflict about whether Hybrid Theory or Meteora is the better album.

Omega likes Hybrid Theory because it's more a violent and angry sound while Metal likes Meteora because he's more fond of melodic sounds (and he secretly resonates with the theme of 75% of the songs on that album, which is "you, older authority figure, stop changing me into something I hate")

We descend into pure self-indulgent headcanon territory below.

Okay, now for my serious answers- because I'm an insufferable metalhead myself, I give my favorite characters metal genres to listen to. I can't speak with reasonable authority whether or not they'd like other genres.

Omega listens to a lot of classic Heavy Metal. Judas Priest and Manowar are his favorite bands because he prefers songs with sick guitar riffs, heavy beats, and lyrics about either sticking it to authority or about fantastical situations where guns and destruction are involved. But frankly, he's not super picky as long as it's big and fast and loud. Thrash is also a favorite of his and he occasionally swings into death metal, though he's more fond of older stuff from both movements.

For me, the quintessential "Omega" song is Judas Priest's All Guns Blazing, but I'm biased since Priest is my favorite band of all time.

Metal, when he's allowed to listen to music, that is, leans much more towards prog metal and overall a much more modern sound than Omega usually likes. To put it simply, Metal is a TOOL fan. He is exactly as insufferable about this opinion as you think he is. He's the type of metalhead to analyze the technicality of the music he listens to and to tell you that your preferred genre is "low-skill" and "just noise". That being said, his guilty pleasures are symphonic metal, melodic death metal, and exactly one Dragonforce song that he'll take to the grave (it's Storming the Burning Fields. Shhhhh, don't tell anyone!).

That being said, he agrees with Omega about thrash metal. You could put on a Metallica album and they'd both be good with it. They also agree (mostly) about Linkin Park.

For me, the quintessential "Metal Sonic" song is Linkin Park's Faint, but I'm biased since I personally can't stand prog metal even though I headcanon it's his favorite genre.

#mwahahaha!!#people who've been following me for a while know about this already #I blatantly project my music tastes onto my two favorite robots #thanks for indulging me :)#metal sonic #e-123 omega

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metalloverr · 4 months

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Guys, I would like to dedicate you more to the famous genre of music. I'm still using this blog, so...

Metal is one of the most popular and diverse music genres in the world. It includes many subgenres, such as heavy metal, thrash metal, death metal, black metal and many others. Each of these subgenres has its own characteristics and fans.

Heavy metal is the basis of the genre, it is characterized by heavy guitar riffs, powerful vocals and fast tempo. Thrash metal is characterized by even faster and more aggressive guitar parts, as well as more complex drum breaks. Death metal adds even more aggression and gloom to the music, using extreme vocal techniques and heavier guitar riffs. Black metal is distinguished by even more extreme vocal techniques, the use of satanic symbols and lyrics, as well as dark and dark album covers.

Each of these subgenres has its own fans and its own history of development. Some bands, such as Metallica, Slayer and Megadeth, have become real legends of the genre and have had a huge impact on its development. Other bands, such as Cannibal Corpse, Kreator and Behemoth, have created their own unique styles and trends in metal.

#spotify #80s #new post #80s metal #metal #metal music #80s thrash #heavy metal #love metal #motorhead #black sabbath #metallica #megadeth #judas priest #trash metal #big 4

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hit-song-showdown · 11 months

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Year-End Poll #53: 2002

[Image description: a collage of photos of the 10 musicians and musical groups featured in this poll. In order from left to right, top to bottom: Nickelback, Ashanti, Nelly, Nelly and Kelly Rowland, The Calling, Vanessa Carlton, Linkin Park, Fat Joe, Usher, Puddle of Mudd. End description]

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We're starting to see post-grunge start to take the place of alternative rock in the pop charts, with the rising popularity of Nickelback, The Calling, Puddle of Mudd, Creed, 3 Doors Down, and other similar acts. Despite the immense popularity (or perhaps because of it), post-grunge continues to be a controversial label among rock listeners for the genre's tendency to favor pop-friendly melodies and "simpler" subject matters.

Speaking of controversial rock subgenres, this year also contains a single from one of the best-selling debut records at the time (going 12 times Platinum), Linkin Park's In the End off the album Hybrid Theory. And with that (or parallel to that) came the rise of nu metal and rap metal in the mainstream. It's notable because, at least not since glam metal in the 80's, there hadn't been a subgenre of metal that really blew up with mainstream non-metal audiences to the point where it came to define that moment in time for many. (I know Metallica was able to spread past the confines of genre listeners, but that didn't really lead to a thrash or heavy metal craze among people who wouldn't have already been predispositioned to listen to it).

Nu metal is also incredibly fascinating to me personally because it really shows how "genre" can differ whether you're approaching it from a music-listening perspective or a marketing one. If I had to boil "nu metal" down to a simple set of characteristics, it would be "a subgenre of metal that favors shorter runtimes, takes heavy influences from hip-hop sound and culture, and is often associated with the early 2000s". But if you asked marketing teams at the time, "nu metal" would probably be defined as, "the popular rock music we can't market to the alternative rock crowd". That could be why, to this day, you often see bands like Linkin Park, Korn, Limp Bizkit, Staind, System of a Down, and even Evanescence lumped together under the descriptor, even though I think they don't all have much in common other than the time period, song length, and popularity. If you're marketing on the radio, it makes more sense to squish them together instead of trying to split hairs over subgenres. Only a few (and by "few" I mean "one") of these artists I've listed will be featured in future polls, but I wanted to ramble about this anyway.

Anyway, despite the immense amount of money brought in by albums like Hybrid Theory, the record industry was still scrambling to find ways to get people to pay for music again. In 2002, Nokia released the first polyphonic ringtone, which allowed the phone to play several notes at once. With cellphones growing in popularity, this may be the solution the record industry was looking for.

#billboard poll #billboard music #tumblr poll #2000s #2000s music #2002 #nickelback #ashanti #nelly #kelly rowland #the calling #vanessa carlton #linkin park #fat joe #usher #puddle of mudd

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imsobadatnicknames2 · 2 months

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What's a good starting point for getting into metal?

Okay... I'd say it really depends on where you're coming from. If I had to pick an entry point that will probably be a good fit for MOST people no matter how mainstream or niche their music taste is I'd say to grab any album that Iron Maiden or Judas Priest made in the 80's and giving it a full listen. Probably at least a few of the riffs are gonna stick with you.

For Iron Maiden I'd recommend any album from The Number of the Beast to Seventh Son of a Seventh Son (My personal favorite is Somewhere in Time). For Judas Priest I'd recommend any album from Killing Machine to Painkiller (My personal favorite is Screaming for Vengeance).

I think they're a great entry point because they're VERY catchy and accessible without feeling dumbed down. They're not heavy enough to come off as unpalatable to the average music listener while still being decently crunchy, and they manage to be bombastic and theatrical without feeling like they're trying TOO hard. Iron Maiden tends to be a bit more ambitious and musically complex while Judas Priest is a bit more dumb fun, but both are pretty approachable starting choices.

Of course, thet's trying to cast the widest net possible assuming you like relatively mainstream music, but if you're already into other abrasive/niche genres there's probably someone who's tried to combine it with metal that you can use as an entry point. E.g. if you're into punk you could look into crossover thrash bands (which combine elements of hardcore punk with thrash metal) such as D.R.I. or Suicidal Tendencies, or sludge metal bands (which combine hardcore punk with doom metal) like Melvins or Eyehategod; if you're into goth music you could check out Kataonia's Brave Murder Day, if you like industrial music or experimental electronic music you could try Ulver's Themes From William Blake's The Marriage of Heaven and Hell or Perdition City (and then maybe work your way back to their previous albums when they still made black metal).

(That being said, none of these were my starting point. If I recall correctly the first metal bands that I remember actively liking were:

Gamma Ray

Helloween

Mägo de Oz

Blind Guardian

Megadeth)

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sabbracadabras · 12 days

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Posting about my metal subgenre guys under the read more because I feel bad for posting art of them with basically no context (yay)

So, I’d like to think that most music genres have some sort of soul, just based on humans and their connection and love for music. My characters are basically a physical manifestation of that; corporeal representations of the music genre they represent. They’ll exist as long as people out there actually give a shit about the music, and considering how passionate metalheads are about their music, they won’t go away any time soon.

Since they aren't human, they don't need to do stuff like eat or sleep, but they can choose to do so.

The horns and tails that the extreme metal subgenres have are just for show and are only there to make them more distinctive in design. They aren’t demons or anything. I just like goat horns.

“How do they integrate into human society?” It’s not like they’re out of their element or anything. They behave like the fans of their music do. The only thing that would really impact that is their eclectic fashion sense/extra body parts, but I think it’d be funny if humans didn’t care about that sorta thing after a while, so it’s just not a huge issue in-universe.

"So what subgenres have you personified? What are their names?" Everyone tends to classify metal subgenres differently and there's so many depending on who you ask, so I'm only using 12 of them. Sorry if your favorite subgenre isn't on here! I just want my life to be easy.

Heavy Metal (basically whatever you think of when you think about English heavy metal bands from the 70s-early 80s.): Graham

Hair Metal: Roxanne

Doom Metal: Björn

Thrash Metal: Rocky

Death Metal: Cris

Black Metal: Orcus (Sven)

Power Metal: Hannes

Folk Metal: Vesa

Prog Metal: Jean

Symphonic Metal: Annette

Industrial Metal: Johann

Nu metal: Wes

"What are their ages?" I guess they're the same age as the subgenre they represent. Mentally and physically, though, they're like...20 somethings. Their ages don't really matter, but if you're worried about that kind of stuff they're all adults, so it's whatever.

I don't have any huge thing planned for them at the moment. They're just silly guys that I like to draw. I do plan on going back and tagging all the art featuring them as "posers" since that's what I call their universe. I'll probably go back and tag each character too if I'm not lazy.

Thanks for reading!

#ocs #original #posers

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