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hollywoodxwhore · 10 months

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Ours | Chapter 9

Colson x Presley (Original Female Character)

Synopsis: Presley and Colson fell in love accidentally, but they were meant to be. Now that all the obstacles have been removed, they're moving in together in LA. Now, they have all the time in the world for Colson to teach Presley all of the things he knows. This fic is the sequel to Mine, which can be found in my masterlist!

Warnings/Content: Smut (18+), swearing, fluffy romantic shit, col and pres getting married

I couldn't wait any longer.

Colson

Three Months Later

“We’re motherfucking number one!” Rook’s voice is a scream, startling all of us. Somehow, he was the first one to read the text and now the rest of us scramble to grab our phones, reading the group text.

“Jesus fuckin’ Christ,” Cash says, eyes wide as he looks around at each of us. “Is this real?”

“Get used to it,” Slim says with a happy laugh, clapping Cash on the back. “Only number ones from here on out.”

I’m speechless. Normally, my reaction is to jump up and scream, but in this moment, I’m shell shocked. Deep down, I was scared that it was a fluke, that Tickets hit at just the right time and people were so startled by its newness that they couldn’t help but listen. Releasing Mainstream Sellout was, quite honestly, terrifying.

It’s darker than Tickets. It’s my diary, essentially, my soul bared for my fans and critics to analyze, to judge. As much as I want to make music just because I love it, as little as I want to care about fame, I wanted a number one so desperately that I was almost insane about it. Could we do it again? Were we only good for one pop punk album? Was the Machine Gun Kelly craze here and gone before we knew it?

Realistically, I know I have fans that will ride til the end, no matter what type of music we make. But what if we lose some? What if they’re sick of the pop punk vibe and want rap back and can’t wait until we release another rap album? I’ve been torn about this album for a long time. We delayed the release date twice before Slim finally told me to fuck off and gave permission to release it.

And here we are with our second rock album going number one.

“Colson.” I shake my head a little, coming out of my daze to realize that Presley has been saying my name repeatedly. I look at her sheepishly and rub the back of my neck. My fiancee’s beautiful green eyes sparkle with amusement and she chuckles. “Where’d you go, baby?” she asks, resting her hand on my shoulder.

I reach over and pull her into my arms, squeezing her tight. She climbs into my lap, embracing me, and I close my eyes. “Sorry,” I murmur into her hair. “Just doesn’t feel real. I didn’t think it was going to happen,” I confess.

I can feel her smile against my neck. She presses a kiss there. “I did,” she says simply, then gets off my lap. I look at her for a moment and I realize that she really means it. She never doubted for a second that we’d go number one.

When Megan and I were together, she tried so hard to convince me that pop punk wasn’t the way to go. “You can’t just switch genres,” she said, that grimace that was so often on her face apparent.

I frowned. “We’re not switching genres,” I argued defensively. “We’ve always done rock. We’ve always had guitar and singing on our albums.” It occurred to me all of a sudden that maybe Megan had lied to me. If she’d listened to our old stuff like she claimed she did, then she would know this. She would never say something so insulting.

She rolled her eyes. “I’m bored.” I was working; we were in the studio, but when she stood up and took off her dress before crawling into my lap, I knew work was going to be delayed. I sighed and tried to pretend that she hadn’t hurt me.

Now my girl sits beside me beaming with pride as I hug and high five my band, celebrating our second number one rock album. Megan was wrong in so many ways. The longer I’m with Presley, the more and more the pain of Megan fades. Pres is healing me without even meaning to.

Later that night when Presley and I are celebrating in our bed, her back to my chest with my hand wrapped in her silky black hair, I feel such a burst of love for her that it’s almost overwhelming. I keep one arm wrapped around her waist as I kiss her neck, groaning. “Presley, baby, I love you so much.”

“Col,” Pres whines as I fuck into her, her ass shaking against my hips.

“Pres,” I pant. “I don’t want to wait. Let’s get married.”

“Right now?” Presley cries, curling her hand around my wrist, but I don’t stop fucking her.

“Not right now,” I say with a breathless laugh. “Let’s fucking go to Vegas and just do it.”

“Colson,” Presley says, but it melts into a moan. “Are you serious? I don’t want to go to Vegas,” she says, bewildered. “T-too many people.”

I laugh into her neck, biting down gently. “Then let’s go to the courthouse,” I pant. “Cash and Liv can be our witnesses.”

“Please don’t talk about my brother when I can feel you behind my fucking belly button,” Presley groans, and I start to laugh so hard that we lose balance. Presley falls forward onto her stomach and I follow, rutting against her. We’re both too close to stop this and have a real conversation, so I speed things up, slipping a hand beneath her hips.

Presley whimpers and fists the sheets as I rub circles in her clit, and I hold off until I feel her start to clench around me. We come at the same time, our sounds mingling in the warm air around us. When we’re done, I roll off of Pres and grab some tissues, breathing hard.

Once she’s cleaned up, I pull her onto my chest, tip her chin up, and kiss her. I kiss her with everything in me. With all the love and pride and joy I feel. Presley melts on top of me and makes a soft, helpless sound, and I know I have her. She doesn’t want to wait either. I want her to be my wife.

It’s crazy to think we met in September, got together in October, and now, in April, I’m ready to marry her. I guess it’s true what they say: when you know, you know.

“Cols?” Presley murmurs, breaking me from my thoughts. I look down at her and bite my lip. She looks extra beautiful like this, hair messy and eyes glassy with pleasure. I can’t help but kiss her swollen lips once more. “I don’t want a big wedding,” she says.

“No?” I ask, hope rising in my chest.

Presley shakes her head. “No. I don’t even want one,” she admits. “Did you mean it? Do you really want to go to the courthouse? Because if that’s what you want…” I can tell just by the way she talks about it that she’s relieved by the thought of not having a huge wedding. She likes simple things, and a courthouse wedding just might be perfect for my girl.

“Pres, I’d marry you however and wherever and whenever you want,” I tell her, tucking her hair behind her ear. “All I care about is that I’m marrying you.”

Presley bites her lip. “You won’t be disappointed if we get married at the courthouse?”

I shake my head, grinning. “No, baby. I’ll be thrilled.”

“We’ll have to put off our honeymoon,” she says. “Too much to do with the new album.”

I shrug. “We’ll figure it out,” I tell her, stroking her cheek.

“Col?”

“Hm?”

“Thank you.” Her voice is small. My brow furrows and I tilt my head a little so I can see her better. The blinds are open and the light from the moon casts a silvery shadow over the bed, illuminating Presley’s face. The shadows of her eyelashes are outlined on her cheeks and she looks almost ethereal, like she couldn’t possibly be real.

“For what?” I ask, a little breathless with my love for her.

“For knowing me.” She bites her lip and my heart skips a beat. I’m quiet, giving her time to sort out her thoughts. “For not wanting to change who I am but for embracing it. I was so scared when I met you. Of everything.”

I know this is true. It breaks my heart to know she lived in fear for so long. I lift her hand to my lips and press gentle kisses to her fingertips.

“You showed me I don’t have to be afraid,” she says. “You showed me that I deserve to be loved for exactly who I am.”

“Pres,” I say, voice thick with emotion. “Fuck, baby. You showed me the same damn thing. You know that, right?”

Presley laces our fingers together and nods. “Col, I want to be with you forever,” she says. “I don’t want to live in a world where I’m not yours.”

“Jesus,” I say, shaking my head in awe that someone like Presley could ever love someone like me. I cover her mouth with my own and push a hand into her hair, keeping her face close to mine. Our hearts pound fiercely against one another as her hand slides to my bicep and squeezes. “Marry me,” I say as I break the kiss, “tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow?” Presley laughs right against my mouth, and I love the sound and the taste of it. “Fuck, Colson. I’m going to be your wife tomorrow?”

“Hell yeah, Presley Baker,” I say, and the sound of her name paired with mine makes my stomach flip in the best way. And then, we stop talking entirely, practicing how we’ll consummate our marriage tomorrow.

Presley said she would marry me today on three conditions.

One - Cash and Olivia will be our witnesses.

Two - We still dress up in our wedding clothes (yes, Presley already has her dress).

Three - We still get to say personal vows.

I agreed to all three, so here we are, preparing for our wedding in two different places. I slept at Cash and Olivia’s last night so Presley and I wouldn’t see each other on our wedding day until the ceremony. I’m still here, Cash securing a flower to my suit while Olivia and Presley get ready at our house.

“You sure you want to marry my sister?” Cash jokes as he takes a step back. He’s grinning, dimples carved into his cheeks. “Looks good, man.”

I glance at myself in the mirror. No one can blame me or act surprised by my pale pink suit. I love how it looks, and my hair looks damn good, too. I can only imagine how stunning Presley is going to look. We’re going to have a small “reception” after the ceremony with some of our closest friends. Sam will take pictures, and then we’ll go home to our house as husband and wife.

“I’ve never been more sure about anything in my life,” I admit to Cash as I slip into my shoes. My hands are sweaty as I tuck my vows into the inner pocket of my coat. “You’ve got the rings?”

Cash pats the pocket of his dress pants and nods. “Safe and sound. You ready?”

I take one more look in the mirror. In less than an hour, I will have a wife. “Ready,” I croak.

When we arrive at the courthouse, the girls are already there. Presley is hiding away somewhere while Olivia, Cash, and I talk to the Justice of the Peace. I’m half listening as she explains how the ceremony will go. It’s very simple: the Justice says a few words, we share our vows and exchange rings, she pronounces us married, we sign the marriage license, and boom.

“Are we ready to get started?” the Justice asks.

I swallow hard. “Ready,” I say.

The Justice of the Peace is a woman in her fifties with locs and eyes that crinkle in the corners when she smiles. “Congratulations,” she says, patting my shoulder.

Olivia and I follow her into the courtroom. Cash is going to be walking Presley down the “aisle”, so he goes to find her. I wipe sweaty hands on my pants as Olivia and I approach the front of the room where the Justice stands.

“Ready, Col?” Olivia asks, reaching up to fix my hair. “You look great. I’m so happy for you.” Hey eyes brim with tears and I pull her in for a hug.

“Thank you,” I say tightly, trying not to cry. I release her when someone clears their throat, and then, all of my attention is on the woman who is going to be my wife in just a few minutes.

I knew from the first time I saw her that Presley was the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen. As she stands in the doorway, her arm wrapped around her brother’s, I realize she’s even more beautiful than I ever thought possible.

Her dress is her in every sense of the word. It’s white, per tradition, but it’s sexy as hell while still being classy. Lace drapes over her tall frame as the dress hugs her curves, emphasizing her hips and breasts. Her long hair cascades down her back, pearls decorating the top of her head. Her hair is split in a tight middle part with the top smoothed back behind her ears as the rest hangs loose and flowy. Her makeup is flawless, making her eyes pop, and I can tell she’s wearing heels as she’s closer to Cash’s height than usual.

I have to remind myself to breathe as she smiles at me, bouncing on her toes with excitement. I let out a breathless laugh and press a hand flat to my chest, trying to calm my erratic heartbeat. Cash is beaming as they start to walk toward me. Every second that passes that she isn’t in my arms makes it harder and harder to breathe. This woman is going to be my wife.

Finally, after what feels like forever, Cash and Presley stop in front of me. Cash wraps her in a fierce hug, whispering words to her that I can’t make out. Then, he throws his arms around me in a huge bear hug. “You’re about to be my brother,” he says thickly, and tears sting in my eyes as I hug him so hard it almost hurts. He pulls away, steps aside, and then, all I see is Presley.

She steps forward, giving me her hands, and I let out a breath. Along with it come a few tears, but I don’t even care. I’ve never felt love like this, never felt emotion like this. “Hi baby,” she whispers, and I can tell she’s emotional, too. Her eyes glitter with unshed tears.

“Hi,” I say back, voice rough with emotion. “My god, you’re stunning.”

“You’re gorgeous,” she breathes, and then she’s in my arms. I hold her close, breathing in her intoxicating scent, and close my eyes. After a few moments, we pull back and step in front of the Justice, who’s smiling.

“Wow,” she remarks. “I’ve done this many times and I’m not sure I’ve ever seen two people more in love than the pair of you.”

Presley and I look at each other and beam.

“We are gathered here today to join the two of you in marriage,” the Justice says. “You have chosen to read your own vows. Who will start?”

“Me,” Presley says quickly, and I let go of her hands so Olivia can hand her vows over. Presley clears her throat and I notice her hands are trembling as she unfolds the paper. She meets my eyes and then looks down at her paper. She takes a deep breath and begins.

“Colson Baker. Less than a year ago, you were my celebrity crush. You still are, if I’m being honest. In the time I’ve known you, you have become my everything. My confidant, my inspiration, my safe place. The love of my life and my best friend.

“It’s hard to think that I lived without you for as long as I did. My eyes and my heart were closed to so many things before you. I didn’t know love like this actually existed outside of romance novels, but Col, you’re my real life love story.

“Colson, I promise to always love you and to always like you. I promise to always laugh at your jokes, even the cheesy ones. I promise to be your biggest fan and supporter. I promise to always be backstage or front row at your shows, screaming the loudest for you. I promise to always be your muse and your sounding board for ideas.

“I promise to build a family with you when we’re ready. I promise to make you so happy that the pain you’ve felt in the past is a distant memory. Colson, I promise that I will always, always be yours, baby. I love you more than life.”

When she finishes, we’re both crying. It’s messy and almost pathetic, and we both laugh wetly when our respective witnesses hand us each a tissue. Once we’re a little more put together, the Justice asks Cash for my ring. He steps forward and hands it to Presley.

The ring is black with roses on it, engraved on the inside. Presley slips the ring onto my finger. It fits perfectly and I nearly lose my breath looking down at my wedding ring.

“Colson, you may proceed with your vows,” the Justice says.

I nod and swallow hard, pulling my vows from my suit. I unfold the paper and clear my throat, looking at Pres for a long moment before looking at the paper. “Presley Maeve Carver,” I begin. “You came into my life when I needed you most and you never left.

“I had pretty much sworn myself to a life of solitude when we met. I remember when your brother told me to stay away from you. I was so mad, but now that I look back, I can’t blame him. I wasn’t on the right path. But Presley, you helped me find the path I so desperately needed.

“Pres, you’ve shown me what unconditional love is. You’ve shown me that every part of me is worth loving, even the dark parts that I’ve tried so hard to keep hidden. You make me feel so safe and so wholly myself.

“I promise to love you no matter what happens. I promise to continue to write songs about you. I promise to always stare at you whether you’re dressed like this or wearing no makeup. I promise to hold your hand and kiss you as much as you want. I promise I will never let you down.

“I promise to be the best father to our children and the best husband to you. You make it easy, my love. I can’t wait to spend an eternity with you. I love you, Presley.”

More tears. After another couple of tissues, I slide Presley’s wedding band onto her finger, joining her engagement ring, and we take hands again. I’m shaking but I’m so beyond happy.

“Colson Baker,” the Justice of the Peace says, smiling up at me. “Do you take Presley Maeve Carver to be your wife?”

I look down into Presley’s emerald eyes. “I do,” I say firmly.

“Presley Maeve Carver,” the Justice continues. “Do you take Colson Baker to be your husband?”

Pres squeezes my hands and smiles widely. “I do.”

“By the power vested in me by the state of California, I now pronounce you husband and wife,” the Justice says. “Colson, you may kiss your bride.”

And fuck, do I.

Presley is in my arms in seconds, her body tipped back as I kiss her, tender and passionate and so full of love. She clings to me as we kiss, our tiny crowd cheering, and god, I don’t ever want to come up for air. I never want to let this woman go.

But I never have to.

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sizzlingpatrolfox · 10 months

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What do you think

https://www.tumblr.com/keeperoftinyarmy/722957705655025664/im-about-to-cleanse-my-sm-because-apparently-i?source=share

Jikookers are always "Jimin is my bias but..."

"As if JK and Jimin aren’t close and talking all the time about their work. Logically speaking they probably planned for a tie between their projects…it’s too much to be lazy styling or coincidence. "

There's literally months of evidence of them not knowing a lot of things about each other but okay.

"It makes the most sense from a business standpoint…the lead singer…sellout king…arguably the most popular member and he sounds great singing in English. That’s a stockholders dream."

That's why they're not angry and they don't care. Because they actually genuinely believe he deserves it more than Jimin. They believe Jimin is not enough for the same treatment.

Nobody wanted special treatment for Jimin, everyone wanted the SAME treatment for all of them. Isn't that what ot7 is supposed to mean?

It's not that Jimin only wasn't promoted enough, he was actually sabotaged and pushed down so they'd have Jungkook standing over his head.

This is not real success. They're literally magicians making you believe something that never existed before. Someone who used to get at most 4 million debut streams for all of his songs, suddenly getting these numbers is not realistic.

You know what, it's even insulting to Harry that they're comparing them because after 1D Harry spent two years working on his first album, and he had released three full solo English albums before he reached massive mainstream success. And his streams still aren't nowhere near this. No matter where you look at it from, it's just not real. Nothing about the "success" of this song is real. They've been saying fastest to reach 100 itunes when itunes preorders were opened for two weeks before release. It wasn't two hours, it was two weeks.

And Spotify now can actually add streams days later? Be for fucking real.

His versions don't even have the same id code and they're still combined, while Jimin got split and never put back together. Jungkook's CD was restocked in a couple of days, Jimin's has been out of stock for months. It's not only that they did more for Jungkook, but they didn't do anything for Jimin.

Completely missing the point of singing in English. He will be singing in English because if he sings in Korean nobody would give him the time of the day. It would take him 10 years, the time it took BTS -who actually had real success- or even more as a soloist, to be sort of taken seriously in the US while singing in Korean. And his English is actually awful.

I better not see any fake woke armys making rants about "stop asking them to speak in English!!1!1".

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female-malice · 1 year

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Wow I didn't know it had been going on for this long...good source of receipts of trans 'activism'...

Yeah. The violent "punch your local terf" thing has been around for about a decade. I don't know what exactly started it.

But my guess is that the Ronda Rousey/Fallon Fox beef was a catalyst.

Ronda was a big deal in the early 2010s. She was one of the first female UFC stars to break into mainstream pop culture. Then, in 2013, Dana White found some psychopath, turned him into Fallon Fox, and used him for manufactured UFC drama. Ronda naturally refused to fight Mr. Fox. After that, Ronda became the foremost TERF in everyone's mind. In the mid 2010s, when TRAs would explain to people what a TERF is, they'd use Ronda as the example. I know this because that's how they explained it to me back in the day.

Anyway, this was an influential event for the TRA movement. It planted a seed in the activism hivemind.

And the other factor is the other famous early 2010s TIM, Tom Gabel. Before 2012, TIMs were just stealth homosexual transexuals and suburban straight male AGP fetishists. And there was no solidarity or connection between those two groups. But then one of those suburban straight male AGP fetishists happened to be Tom Gabel. He had gone from crust punk hero to sellout supreme. He had lost all his punk cred in exchange for a white picket fence. But he found his financial success and suburban married fatherhood life boring. So becoming Laura and making transgender music was really his only option at that point. Suddenly, straight crossdressers weren't just creepy suburban men. They were punks, too.

A lot of young college students wanted to Support Trans Women so they started listening to Against Me. And basically overnight, everyone traded in their NorthFace jackets for punk denim and ACAB patches.

So Tom Gabel came out as trans in 2012. Fallon Fox came out in 2013. Tom's first trans album came out in 2014. Ronda said she'll never fight Fallon Fox in 2014. And by 2015, college kids had patches on their denim jackets that said "punch a TERF." In 2016, boxer/physicist/"TERF" Magdalen Berns started making youtube videos. And that really cemented the "punch a TERF" energy.

And that's where the modern TRA movement got its flavor from.

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shesagothgirl · 2 years

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you don’t need me - MGK

He knew something was bothering her. She had been distant, preoccupied with her thoughts, speaking only when spoken to. At first he thought it was the pressure of the album - he had been so consumed with getting ‘Mainstream Sellout’ to number one that he had been neglecting her, spending all his time in the studio or doing press, coming home only to take out his stress on her and go to sleep. She had handled it well, never faulting him for raising his voice or stumbling in intoxicated at all hours of the night. Every morning she got up and made him breakfast, despite whatever confrontation they had the night before. They would eat together at the dining room table, him speaking only of the album, her speaking only words of support, and with a kiss on her head he would be out the front door and she would be left to clean up the mess. It had become a routine, one that he knew he had burdened her with unfairly, but he couldn’t stop himself from needing that number one spot, and so he let months pass, with no real interaction with her, knowing that when it was all over, she would still be there, she always was. But this time it was different. He wasn’t sure when the change happened, but he could see it now, in the smile that never quite reached her eyes, in the tension that he felt each time he touched her, in the way she remained folded into herself as though she was less than.

“Number one album in the country.” He spoke softly, breaking the silence from his seat next to her in the long black limousine. His eyes hadn’t left her from the moment they settled in, his blue gaze boring into the side of her face, studying her every detail. She had barely spoken a word at the celebration dinner, her eyes cast down at her plate, moving the food around in an attempt to make people think she was actually eating. He had been aware of her all night, unable to decide on what was making her so uneasy. “I never thought we would actually get there.” He continued when she didn’t respond, watching as she stares out the open window beside her, taking a pull on the lit blunt between her perfectly manicured fingers.

Y/N knows he’s seeking her approval, and as exhausted as she is of talking about the album, she turns to him with a tired smile pulled at her lip gloss covered lips. “You deserve it.” She spoke sweetly, pulling her eyes from his the moment the words left her mouth, her gaze circling back to the city passing by her. Colson sat up straighter on the black leather seat beneath him, watching as her long straightened hair fell down her shoulder, creating a barrier between them. It was his favorite way that she styled her hair, simple, confident, as was the silk brown mid thigh dress she had clinging to her body, a dress he probably would have made a joke about ripping off her if she wasn’t so disturbed by him.

“Hey,” Colson whispers, his chest beginning to tighten at the anxiety her attitude was creating in him. Reaching forward he brushes her hair back with his long fingers, his hand caressing her shoulder before reaching the back of her neck, applying a small amount of pressure encouraging her to turn her head towards him. Releasing the smoke from another pull on the blunt Y/N turns, her eyes falling on Colson’s, his gaze a mixture of concern and fear. “What’s going on?” He questions softly, his calloused hand moving to the side of her makeup covered face, his thumb rubbing softly across her cheek bone. Y/N inhaled deeply, fighting the urge to lean into his touch. She was in love with Colson, so much that sometimes she had a hard time finding where she stopped and he began. He was everything to her, they had been through what felt like a lifetime together, she would do anything for him, be anything for him, and that was what scared her.

“I’m fine.” Y/N replied, forcing a smile onto her lips. The past few months with Colson had been the hardest of their three year relationship. She had been through album releases before, she knew the amount of stress and pressure he put on himself, she knew he always took it out on her, and she was okay with it, she remained strong, for him, for the light at the end of the tunnel, but this time was different. She felt unheard, unneeded, and unlike every other time, Colson couldn’t kiss it and make it better.

“That’s not what I asked.” Colson says, leaning forward to run his fingers through her hair, but before he does Y/N turns away, back to the window just as the limo pulls to a stop in front of the hotel they had been staying at for the last two days.

“Let’s not talk about it right now.” Y/N states, giving Colson no time to respond before she’s swinging the limo door open, dropping the blunt to the ground, and exiting into the cool night air. Y/N had so much she wanted to say, so much she wanted to tell him, but she was aware of the amount of alcohol he had consumed at dinner, she knew that it was nearing close to one in the morning, no good would come from a conversation tonight, so she would save it for the morning.

Colson stayed in his seat only for a moment before he eagerly exited behind her, using quick strides to reach where she had already entered the lobby and was waiting for the elevator to arrive. It killed him to see her like this, so distant, so hurt, he knew he was the cause of it, he just didn’t know how, and he was desperate to put a smile on her face again. The ride in the elevator to the fifth floor was silent, it wasn’t until they were in the large suite, the door locked, Y/N in the kitchen pouring herself a glass of water, that he spoke again. “Please tell me what’s going on.”

Y/N turns to Colson standing in the spacious kitchen in his bright pink suit, his choice of no undershirt giving her the view of his smooth tattooed chest, her favorite part about him. He looked perfect, so handsome, and it would be so easy for her to just fall into his arms and let him make her forget everything. But she couldn’t, so instead she took a sip of her water and avoided his brilliant blue eyes. “Colson, not tonight.”

“Don’t do that.” He says to her, his voice wavering just slightly as he takes a step closer to her. “Don’t act like this, whatever this is, isn’t bothering you, because it’s killing me.” Colson closes the distance between them, placing both his hands on her cheek to tilt her head back, making her look at him. Y/N’s eyes threaten to fill with tears as she breathes to steady herself, his intoxicating cologne clouding her judgment.

“You’ve been drinking.” Y/N says, looking him in the eyes, silently begging him to let this go for the night.

“And you‘ve been smoking.” Colson rebuttals, his gaze steady on the girl who holds his whole heart between her hands.

“That’s not the point.” Y/N sighs, pulling out of his grip and walking around him, desperate to exit the kitchen that now seemed too small. She heads down the hall towards the bedroom, eager to get out of the dress she once felt pretty in.

“Then what is the point, Y/N?” Colson asks, his voice rising as he follows close on her heels. This wasn’t her, she wasn’t like this, she always had a conversation, it’s something that had made their relationship so successful for all this time. It was like he could feel her slipping away, and he would be damned if he let that happen. Standing next to the bed he grips her wrist, pulling her to a stop in front of him. “We don’t do this, we don’t shut each other out.”

Y/N’s eyes begin to fill with tears. Colson is stubborn and an asshole, he can be selfish and unrelenting, but he loves her, and she knows he’s not going to give up until they talk. “You don’t see me.” She whispers, a single tear falling down her cheek making Colson realize the realness of her feelings. Colson steps closer to her, his fingers intertwining with hers as his eyebrows furrow together, his heart cracking at the pain on her face.

“Baby, what are you talking about?” He asks, his words soft and caressing. “I see you, I see you all the time. I see you right now.” A small sob leaves Y/N’s lips as she shakes her head, pulling her hand out of his. She needs to think, she needs to make him understand, and she can’t think when he’s touching her.

“No, Colson, you don’t see me.” She repeats more tears falling as she finally reveals what she’s been holding from him all this time. It’s quiet for a moment as the pair looks at each other, as if the other’s eyes will give some secret away. Colson wants nothing more than to be close to her, to hold her, to tell her he loves her, but he knows she doesn’t want that so he remains where he stands, waiting. “I’m proud of you.” She starts simply. “I’m so fucking proud of you. You deserve every bit of recognition you get from the hard work and dedication you put into this album.” She takes a deep breath, swallowing hard as Colson watches her every move. “You gave your all to this album and that is so so special, but along the way you lost sight of me, of us, and in the end the only thing you cared about was you.” Colson feels like he’s been punched in the gut. How could he not see how this was affecting her? He knew he had been more intense with this album, he knew he could have been treating her better, but he hadn’t realized how far he had gone.

“That’s not fair.” Colson starts, shaking his head making Y/N sigh in frustration, dropping onto the end of the bed beside her. He wasn’t hearing her. “I was focused on the album, yes, but I never stopped caring about you, I could never stop caring about you.” Y/N drops her head, unable to look at the panic in his eyes as he backtracks, trying to defend himself, his choices.

“If I wasn’t in your life, do you think the album would be as great as it is?” Y/N asks, the question coming from left field. Colson knew what she meant, and she was right. The songs on that album never would have been possible if he wasn’t with her. Some of them were about her, most had her influence, her ideas, all had her support. She was a huge part of the ‘’Mainstream Sellout’ album, almost as much as him.

Colson licks his lips, his eyes watching her and her defeated stance. “No.”

“No?”

“No.” He repeated, making Y/N tilt her head up to look him in the eye.

“Then why do you make me feel like I mean nothing to this relationship?” She asks, tears falling down her cheeks. “Like I mean nothing to your music? Like I mean nothing to you?” Colson feels the lump in his throat grow as the girl he’s in love with sobs in front of him. How could he have done this to her? “You don’t need me. And god does that kill me, because I need you, more than anything.”

Colson’s own eyes begin to fill with tears as he slowly takes a few steps towards the broken girl, kneeling down in front of her with a hesitancy as if she might push him away. “Look at me.” He whispers, his voice raspy as he tilts his head lower, trying to meet Y/N’s eye. Slowly she lifts her head, ashamed to have him see her this way. She was always strong in front of him, always. “You mean the fucking world to me.” He says, determined to not let the best thing that’s ever happened to him get away. “I need you, Y/N. I need you. You are the only thing that makes me happy in this shitty life.” The tears fall harder as he moves closer to her, positioning his body between her legs, his hands on either side of her body holding his weight against the bed. “I never meant to make you feel like this album meant more to me than you. Nothing will ever mean more than you.” He continues, reaching up with his right hand to wipe her tears away, her once perfect mascara running down her cheeks. “I’m sorry.”

Y/N nods, her eyes softening as Colson stands and pulls her into a hug, her head resting against his stomach as his fingers weave through her hair. The two remain unmoving for awhile, Y/N crying into his suit jacket, Colson replaying how close he was to losing the love of his life.

“I love you.” Colson whispers, making Y/N’s head turn to face him, his large hands pushing the loose strands of hair out of her face. Colson had said he loved her many times before, but this one felt different. He knew he would never allow her to feel this way again, especially if he was the cause of it. She knew that he finally saw her, that he understood her feelings.

“I love you.” Y/N whispered back just before Colson pressed his lips to hers, the butterflies she always felt invading her stomach. Their relationship wasn’t perfect, far from it, but they loved each other, and for them that was always enough.

#machine gun kelly #machine gun kelly imagine #imagine #mgk #mgk x y/n #mgk fluff #mainstream sellout #one shot #colson #colson baker

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Top 10 Personal Favorite Hit Songs from 2022

Another pretty decent year for pop music ; a very slow one, with a lot of trash, but the good stuff was so good making a top 10 took me ages, unlike 2021 where it was way easier. Outside of the top 100, some incredible stuff dropped this year too, so yeah - even if the charts don't always reflect it, music as a whole is currently very interesting to follow.

Disclaimers / Rules:

I’m using both the year-end top 100 lists from the US and from France while making these lists. There’s songs that charted in my country way higher than they did in the US, or even earlier or later, so that might get surprising at times.

No song that I already put on a previous list is elligible.

No old hit song that is re-charting due to a holiday or a trend is elligible either.

Of course there will probably be stuff in French somewhere on this post. We suck. I know. It’s my list. Deal with it.

My musical tastes have always been terrible.

I have sound-to-color synesthesia which justifies nothing but might explain why I have trouble describing some songs in other terms than visual ones.

So. Uh. Again, again. How was your 2022??

Still didn't catch covid but I did catch a very nasty cold a month ago. Still drawing and writing a lot, and also spending more and more time customising my clothes with dumb patches and embroidered messages and stuff.

I went to a LOT of concerts this year, and they were all fantastic for completely different reasons! I'm so glad I finally have the budget to do this without feeling guilty or cutting down some more vital stuff. So yeah. I went to see My Chemical Romance, The Soft Moon, Sigur Ros, Placebo and Enter Shikari. Before that the last concert I had attended was VNV Nation all the way back in 2019!

Speaking of which, let’s start with the good or interesting albums that came out in 2022 or in late 2021, and this is going to be pretty long.

Albums

I have to mention that I tried to get into Ghost this year. It's definitely not for me apart from a couple of songs, but also, Impera was pretty bad. Probably wasn't a good idea to start listening to these guys in their current era.

I also have to mention that I've been thoroughly disappointed by Mainstream Sellout, because I'm one of those weirdos who actually liked Tickets to my Downfall by Machine Gun Kelly. But yeah, the guy became self-aware, and that's the worst thing that could possibly happen. Awful. Emo Girl is unintentionally funny, though.

Not sure this counts as an "album" since it's an EP, and a five minutes-long one at that, but Snake Eyes by 100 Gecs made me even more excited for their new album in 2023.

Electric Callboy's Tekkno is dumb and funny in all the right ways and I'm glad they got so much positive attention out of it. That's trolling with actual effort and passion put into it and it's kind of a lost art form at this point. The music videos are amazing too.

Rakshak by Bloodywood is exactly the kind of thing Nu Metal needed to move forward and I love the fact that energy came from India, of all places. A lot of fresh ideas, generally interesting topics and politics ; I'm sold. This is great. More, please.

Muna by uh Muna didn't leave much of an impression on me at first but I kept thinking about it and I eventually came back to it to relisten to it several times later in the year. I'm not sure what it means. Probably something good, though. Maybe it will be one of my faves of the year in retrospect..? Also it's very gay, which never hurts.

I'm somewhat conflicted about Being Funny in a Foreign Language by The 1975. Objectively, it's probably their best album ; it's straightforward, it's very well produced, it has a couple of bangers. Subjectively, I'm not even sure I'd place it above Notes on a Conditional Form, which if you recall was a GIGANTIC MESS, just because the highs of this mess were stratospheric compared to the ones the new album has. Still really good, but I miss the chaos.

Death's Dynamic Shroud's Dark Life has SO MANY different ideas going in so many different directions it's kind of a miracle that the album stays so coherent. The colors and the textures are sometimes so complex and layered that just listening to them to try to pick them apart becomes a stim to me. Beautiful.

I only found this album last month but Dimensional Bleed by Holy Fawn is one of the best post rock things I've ever heard since Sigur Ros stopped releasing new music

Exister by The Soft Moon comes so close to being my album of the year. SO close. Among all the musicians trying to become the new Trent Reznor, this guy's the only credible candidate for me, just because he's not afraid to try really weird shit. When I saw him live in October, the last thing he played had a castanets solo over huge electronic beats. And it went hard as hell! I sincerely hope his future stuff will be even better. I'm sold.

But uh. Guys. I'm sorry.

I'm so predictable. Never Let Me Go, Placebo's comeback album, is my favorite album of the year. Of course, when one of my favorite bands ever decided to release new music after nearly ten years of nothing, I was thrilled, but also worried it would disappoint me. The first singles were amazing, but what if? What if the rest of the album wasn't as good? And yet, by the time it was over, I was trying to determine if it was my third or fourth fave album in their discography. Even now, I'd only put Meds and Sleeping With Ghosts above this one. It's distinctly them, but full of new and interesting ideas. I'm beyond happy things turned out so well.

Unelligible Songs

There's a TON of them! Because that year was very good! This is kind of a non-hits rec list of sorts, but you know the drill.

Should I start with some Gecs? I feel like I should start with some Gecs. So here's Doritos and Fritos, Hey Big Man and Torture Me. You're welcome.

While we're at it, if you've never watched any of the recent Electric Callboy music videos, your day is about to get slightly better. I suggest Pump It and Spaceman. Also both are actually good songs on top of being funny.

I might have trashtalked Ghost's new album earlier but Spillways is like Poison 2.0. That's a compliment by the way

I've not always enjoyed what these guys made post-Hot Fuss, but Boy by the Killers should definitely have been a hit.

What I Want by Muna also has this "should have been a huge hit" aura. I'm feeling every line of this chorus in my bones. Best song about delayed adolescence for queer people

Are we making a list of songs that should have been hits? Let me add Metric with What feels like eternity, then

However, American Teenager by Ethel Cain might still have a slight chance of becoming a hit song in the future. I want to believe

Hey do you want some cringe. Cause here's Slaughterhouse by Motionless In White oops

JEZEBEEEEEEEEEEL IF YOU'RE THE HUNTER THEN I'M THE PREYYYYYY

At this point I'm pretty sure I've listened to Precious Hearts by The Birthday Massacre for about six hours over the course of 2022 but since I'm an old idiot who only listens to music through .mp3 files and doesn't use spotify I have no way to check

My very first contact with Bloodywood was Dana Dan, and what a first impression that was. Turn the subtitles on, by the way.

Go_A dropped an absolute banger called Kalyna at the very start of the Ukraine war and it might just be their best track so far.

I am legally obligated to mention The Foundations of Decay by My Chemical Romance. Is it their best song? Hell no. Is it mixed like shit? Yes. Is it way to long? Absolutely. Do I enjoy it? Immensely. Also it had no music video and no promotion. What a power move

Nurture by Porter Robinson, which I mentioned last year as one of my favorite albums in a year full of incredible ones, was still one of my most listened-to albums of 2022, so it feels right to mention a song he released outside of any album this year (Everything Goes On).

Avantasia is back, with a..... an album I didn't like very much, oops, but damn, The Moonflower Society is one of their best songs ever. Long live ridiculous over-the-top power metal with super-serious poetry as lyrics.

Born Yesterday by Quadeca sounds like Sigur Ros trying to make a radio-friendly song, and it sounds absolutely immaculate. Also it's about someone who killed himself just before his birthday and his ghosts deeply regrets that decision

This is not the end by Gareth Emery might be standard EDM, but it's also genuinely comforting to hear these lyrics

I need to put a break here otherwise Tumblr won't let me post this thing. Are you still there? Ok good.

El Alma Que Te Trajo (Safety Trance ft. Arca). Send tweet

It's kind of funny that emo came back a couple of years ago through 8-o-8's and sad rappers with face tattoos. It's even funnier that I genuinely enjoyed some of their stuff. It's even-even funnier that some of them are straight-up doing pop punk stuff now. All of this to say that I love Girl Next Door by Lil Lotus

If you've followed anything in the metal scene this year you already know that Lorna Shore absolutely killed it in 2022. Hell yeah let's put some melodies in deathcore, I'm all for it. Anyway Sun//Eater is great

I should probably recommend some cool music that cool people like before I humiliate myself further by recommending more edgy shit, so this is the perfect time to say that Judgment Bolt, Neon Memories and Messe de E-102 are now permanently etched somewhere in my brain. Seriously please listen to Darklife by Death's Dynamic Shroud if you have the slightest, smallest interest in electronic music I beg you

Ok back to the cringe. Speaking of neons, here's Neon Grave by Dayseeker. I've never liked a song by these guys before so this was a bit of a surprise for me

Also I've listened to it again and again but I still want to cry every time I hear This is what you wanted by Placebo. Not sure why it's my absolute favorite track on an album full of fantastic tracks. Not sure what it says about me. Not sure I want to know

I think I mentioned an Enter Shikari concert. Not sure I can call myself a fan yet, but I spent an ungodly amount of hours listening to their old and new stuff in 2022. Turns out one of my favorite songs they ever made is one of the newest ones, The Void Stares Back. This is exactly the kind of surreal and borderline apocalyptic lyrics I need in my life. I even bought a t-shirt saying "I'm the child with the telescope eyes" at that concert oops

Oh Caroline is one of the best songs The 1975 ever made and, like all my fave songs from that band, it's deeply awkward and embarrassing. It's a guy begging his ex to come back and it gets humiliating. Perfection. Thank you

Just when you thought this list couldn't get worse I'm about to confess I love The Boy in the Black Dress by Yungblud. Can't get the image of a teenager trying to remove his nail polish with his teeth after a teacher told him he looked girly out of my head now. God I love narrative songs so much

We've reached the terminal velocity of musical cringe so here's sTraNgeRs by Bring Me The Horizon because OF FUCKING COURSE I love sTraNgeRs by Bring Me The Horizon. You must be new here. WE'RE DYING TO LIVE AND WE'RE LIVING TO DIIIIIIIIIIE

Also I'm not going to recommend too many the Soft Moon songs but Become the Lies is now a classic for me only six months after it came out, and I've been obsessed with Him (ft Fish Narc, who kills it as the evil twin of the narrator) to the point of making fanart of the mental amv I have for it. Might even upload it after finishing this post, I'm not sure.

Honorable Mentions

Tití me preguntó (Bad Bunny) - I swear I had this song playing in my brain for days and I'm not even sure I like it.

Jour meilleur (Orelsan) - I'm usually not the biggest fan of the guy, but this one is really nice.

As it was (Harry Styles) - Perfectly serviceable little pop tune.

Where are you now (Lost Frequencies) - A great earworm.

Enemy (Imagine Dragons) - Listen. It's bad. But I can't get over the fact that an overly-hated band made a song where the chorus literally screams "EVERYBODY WANTS TO BE MY ENEMYYYY", it's so much fun to sing along with it

Shivers (Ed Sheeran) - Do I really like Ed Sheeran now. Is this my life. Is this what growing old feels like

Belly Dancer (Imanbek & BYOR) - I'm going to the gym now and this is on their playlist. It's completely brainless but it had a serious chance to end on my actual top ten at some point. I physically can't listen to it without at the very least tapping my foot on the floor.

One Right Now (Post Malone & The Weeknd) - This WAS on my list at some point but I ended up cutting it. Nobody seems to like this song, and I love it for all the wrong reasons. Namely, the fact that a duet between two male singers talking about someone cheating on them sounds like they cheated on each other. And I think that's unintentional comedy gold.

Bad habit (Steve Lacy) - The very last cut I had to make. It's a wonderful song, and I simply adore its vibe, but I tend to lose some interest after 2:20 for some reason. No idea why.

Pretty sure there's nobody still reading this post. Which might be good because there's one deeply humiliating pick on this top ten. Let's do this

THE ACTUAL TOP TEN LIST

10 - Santé (Stromae)

US: Not on the list / FR: #90

I still can't believe this idiot climbed his way out of depression and burnout just to tell every emergency worker to join a union. What a king. Legends only

Also I seriously considered putting it at the top of this list in very early 2022 if the year turned out to be mediocre. I never expected it to be placed so low in the end. That's a good thing, by the way

9 - Break my soul (Beyoncé)

US: #38 / FR: Not on the list

So uh. As far as I know there's still no music video for this one, which is kind of a power move in this day and age, not gonna lie. But yeah. You know me. Can't resist a eurodance diva. And Beyoncé as a eurodance diva is all I ever wanted and more. What the hell happened this year, music-wise, seriously

8 - J'la connais, pt. 1 (Emkal)

US: Not on the list / FR: #89

Okay, the autotune is a bit grating. Doesn't matter.

Look, I usually dislike this kind of songs and singers always talking about girls cheating on them and stuff. But no, this dude right there is singing about people telling him his girlfriend is going to cheat on him, and he basically tells them he trusts her more than them ("Cette fille, j'la connais, eh, mais toi, tu es qui ? On se connaît ?" ("I know that girl, eh - but you? who are you again?"). Very refreshing. Well played, sir.

7 - Thunder (Gabry Ponte)

US: Not on the list / FR: #59

BEHOLD. THERE IS NOW A GOOD SONG CALLED "THUNDER" ON THE CHARTS. AND IT'S COMPLETELY BRAINLESS.

So uh, this one also plays at the gym. It's just some very basic and very commercial EDM. For some reason, it kinda sounds like a pirate song to me, the kind of thing you'd drink to on an adventure or something like that. There's not a lot that can be said about it. The colors are especially trippy, though.

Does it look like I'm stalling for time? Uh, maybe I am.

Oh god, here comes the really embarrassing part.

6 - Bad habits (Ed Sheeran ft Bring Me The Horizon)

US: #13 / FR: #53

So uh. This was in my honorable mentions last year:

And it was slowly exiting the charts when this new version dropped all of a sudden in mid-February, with way more guitars and bombast, and of course Oli Sykes screaming his head out at the end. And it climbed up the charts all over again.

And since I'm a major sucker with no taste, of course I loved it.

Doesn't make up for the fact the lyrics are still very vague and Ed Sheeran is still Ed Sheeran, but clearly that wasn't enough to keep this version of the song off my list. It's enough to make me question my choices, though. Steve Lacy should probably be there instead.

Eh. Too late now.

5 - Numb Little Bug (Em Behold)

US: #32 / FR: Not on the list

I initially put this one higher ; I'm not tired of it or anything, it's just that I don't listen to it as often as some things above it. And it got popular through TikTok, too - I'd ask if the kids are okay, but we all know the answer to that question, I think. I can't get over how brutal these lyrics are for what's essentially a cute pop song. And yeah, that's a huge mood. Do you ever get a little bit tired of life? Yes! Quite often actually! Glad we're all on the same page, at least. It's somewhat comforting.

Imagine how bleak and scary that song would be if it was more serious and less upbeat, though.

Oh. Oh shit.

4 - L'Enfer (Stromae)

US: Not on the list / FR: #46

Guess we don't have to imagine. Guess it already exists. Guess it's on the French year-end chart. And it's absolutely terrifying.

Look, I'm glad Stromae is back. I'm glad he feels better. But uh- yeah. This track is genuinely hard to listen to. I'm pretty sure it's objectively better than the three songs I placed above it, but yeah.

J'ai parfois eu des pensées suicidaires, et j'en suis peu fier (I've had suicidal thoughts at times and I'm not proud of it) On croit parfois que c'est la seule manière de les faire taire (Sometimes you think that's the only way to shut them up) Ces pensées qui me font vivre un enfer (These thoughts that make my life hell)

Yeah.

3 - About Damn Time (Lizzo)

US: #12 / FR: Not on the list

I had a hard time deciding where to rank this song between #3 and #2. Maybe I should say it's a tie. It changes day to day with my mood, really.

But yeah, thank you Lizzo for being a combo breaker in this short series of songs about addiction and depression and death! This one is impossible to resist. You hear it and you just have to move or tap your feet and smile. And-

I'm way too fine to be this stressed, yeah Oh, I'm not the girl I was or used to be, uh Bitch, I might be better

Favorite lyrics of the year? I don't know. Maybe. Amazing, in any case. Thank you for this gift, madam.

2 - That's What I Want (Lil Nas X)

US: #14 / FR: Not on the list

Aaaaaaaaand back to the sadness. Well, not really. The song itself is pretty upbeat. In any case, you've probably seen that one coming from a mile away because of my 2021 Unelligible Songs list:

And yeah! It's elligible at last! I'm so, so happy. And I want Lil Nas X to find love and be happy too. Montero was gay as hell, Industry Baby was a victory lap, but this one? This one is the guy bearing his soul and you can feel it even through the impeccable production and pop sensibilities. Cry your heart out to this upbeat tune, my friend, it's gonna be okay. And we love you.

1 - Meet Me At Our Spot (The Anxiety)

US: #74 / FR: Not on the list

I think I've listened to this one more than any other song this year and yet I'm still not entirely sure why I love it so much, especially considering it took literal months to grow on me. I can't even describe its vibe. Is it melancholy? No, it's too happy. Is it happy then? No, it's too tired. But it has energy, too. Is it romantic? Not really. What is it?

One thing's for sure, whichever vibe it is, I got lost in it for hours, to the point of creating entire scenes set to it in my mind. Which led to drawings. Which led to me inventing characters completely disconnected from the song and writing a story where the initial scene I visualised is only a small one in the grand scheme of things.

There's magic in this song's vibe, and I've been on a quest to transcribe it, and I will probably fail. In the meantime, thank you for meeting me at this spot. It's been a wild ride. See you next year!

#Johannes’ bad not good pretty terrible music lists #music #eye contact tw #suicidal ideation tw #that's for some of the songs not for me thankfully #this post is a bit late I'm sorry #I had to make most of the gifs myself this time

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Clock it! We ain’t forget about Harry Styles winning over Beyonce last year (no disrespect Harry but the Grammys played in bey face or as the old folk would say, they openly disrespected her)

But then again it could have been a lot more worse last year. Imagine the shock of everyone if dj khaled, jack Harlow or machine gun Kelly were also Grammy winners despite their albums (“mainstream sellout”, “come home, the kids miss you “ and “god did” ) being nominated in the hip hop and rock categories having mixed to negative reviews

Let’s just say that things would have gotten really ugly on social media . Like the type of backlash that would make a person shut down/private their social media accounts for a month or two

#66th GRAMMY Awards

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babyblubutterfly · 6 months

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music;

I have toooo many top artist and right now I can tell you I can't pick favorites at all. Like for Taylor Swift I ride for the Reputation album but I love Rep, Lover and Midnights and can't pick a favorite. Niall's new album the show, my friends who love Niall don't really like it but I can't pick a favorite song at all. I love Meltdown, Never Grow Up, Save My Life and Science. For Ariana I said 7 Rings was my song but honestly I can't pick between 7 Rings, Just Like Magic, POV, Breathin', In My My Head, Nasty, NASA and these aren't the only ones lol. I am scared to see my iTunes wrap this year, last year was MGK - mainstream sellout (life in pink deluxe) which made since, that album helped alot last year but this year I haven''t really stuck to one artist or album. I know Lonely Island and Cruel Summer will be on there but what else lol?

#my music #calista's thoughts

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bakubabes-tatakae · 2 years

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Event Status: Closed (assigning characters for remaining spots)

Another milestone is upon us and for 8k we’re gonna change it up and do something that we’ve never done before. You guys are in charge of who these pieces will be involving, but I’ve already got an idea for what is going to be in each of them, it’ll just be molded to whomever is chosen for that day.

For anyone that isn’t already aware I’m a huge Machine Gun Kelly fan and what better way to bring him into my work than by using his latest album as a milestone event. Each of the songs off of his new album has found a way to inspire a piece for me. This is an entire event of song pieces.

You’ll find the tracklist underneath the cut and each piece will quite simply be named after the song. Some of these pieces will be NSFW and some of them will contain some content that not everyone will enjoy so if you’re familiar with the songs please make sure you choose wisely. As always my writing will be x fem!Reader because that’s what I’m most comfortable doing, but any of them that I am able to I will be trying my hardest to keep GN. And I’ll obviously be tagging everything accordingly, but just some disclaimers before they come out.

Any space that says TBD are the tracks left open to select from so request aways lovelies.

It’s first come first serve for who gets the pick for characters! Simply send me an ask with something as simple as “Ken Ryuguji with track 3” or “Eren Yeager and Drug Dealer” and if that track hasn’t been selected then that will be the character I choose! Character repeats are fine, but I encourage everyone to try to pick different characters, just to spice it up a little bit since I do tend to write for the same people over and over.

These pieces will start rolling out as soon as 8k hits and will continue to roll out every other day for the next three or so weeks after we hit the mark. 19 pieces in all! Some of them are already labeled NSFW because of the context of the songs, but others may change as I get them written.

If you don’t want to be involved with the fun in the 8k event then go ahead and blacklist the tag: #mainstream sellout event or #bakubabes celebrates 8k

9 Lives || Zuko x fem!Reader

More Than Life || Katsuki Bakugou x fem!Reader

Why Are You Here? || {NSFW} Beelzebub x fem!Reader

Last November || Rin Okumura x fem!Reader

Born With Horns || Naruto Uzumaki x fem!Reader

God Save Me || Satoru Gojo x fem!Reader

Maybe || Goku x fem!Reader

Drug Dealer || (will contain drug use) Osamu Dazai x fem!Reader

Mainstream Sellout || Shuji Hanma x fem!Reader

Make Up Sex || {NSFW} Benimaru Shinmon x fem!Reader

Emo Girl || {NSFW} Ichigo Kurosaki x fem!Reader

5150 || Izaya Orihara x fem!Reader

Papercuts || Sasuke Uchiha x fem!Reader

WW4 || Megumi Fushiguro x fem!Reader

Ay! || Shikamaru Nara x fem!Reader

Fake Love Don’t Last || Manjiro “Mikey” Sano x fem!Reader

Die In California || Renji Abarai x fem!Reader

Sid & Nancy || {NSFW} Ken “Draken” Ryuguji x fem!Reader

Twin Flame || Eren Yeager x fem!Reader

#tokyo revengers x reader #naruto x reader #attack on titan x reader #bleach x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #bakubabes celebrates 8k #mainstream sellout event #boku no hero academia x reader

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Remember when Bloom came out and a lot of people were hating on him cause “he went Hollywood” and stuff like that and then was supposed to put out an album but stuff in his life went downhill and he made Hotel Diablo, I kinda feel like it’s a repeat of that whole era. Like he does the punk pop and now the rap album and gets the recognition and stardom that he deserves and is fancy and stuff, but then something happens or like snaps, like maybe he realises that all this Hollywood stuff isn’t what he wants or Megan finally leaves him or something and then he does a deep honest album like Hotel and kinda gets grounded and stops playing it for the cameras at least to some extent. Or maybe he’ll stay with Megan and do whatever he wants, who knows

I loved Bloom and it was so strange that so many people hated it. However, if you came off of lace up or his previous mixtapes, I could see how a lot of people can dislike it.

I do wonder how things are going to go when he drops the rap album. Considering the heat he got for releasing ttmd and mainstream sellout, I fear that people are going to reject a rap album and say that he's trying to sneak his way in after garnering success with rock. Hip hop critics can be brutal and I hope he takes advantage of this moment.

It's kind of like when he was battling with em. It would have been perfect if he dropped HD then, but he dropped Binge instead, which I feel like was a terrible judgement call. And we all know what happened after that.

Colson is sensitive about his craft and although he doesn't admit that he cares about what haters say. Those comments do get to him. I just hope that for his sake, people appreciate his artistry this time, and he doesn't take the drake route and start bashing random people for no reason.

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The incredible rise of guitar hero Sophie Lloyd: from YouTube covers to Machine Gun Kelly

Sophie Lloyd has gone from playing Avenged Sevenfold covers in her teenage band to working with Matt Heafy and Machine Gun Kelly

It was during a show in August 2022 at the FirstEnergy Stadium in Ohio, home to the Cleveland Browns NFL team, in front of 41,000 people, that Sophie Lloyd knew she was doing something right. She was playing guitar for US pop-punk/tabloid star Machine Gun Kelly, when he brought four fans onstage. One of them was a girl, who ran right past him to gift Sophie a cap.

“It was such a cool moment!” Sophie grins today. “I was on my knees jamming with her. It was one of my favourite moments of the tour – and I still have that hat.”

That tour was in support of Machine Gun Kelly’s sixth album, Mainstream Sellout, and encompassed some of the US and Europe’s biggest venues. Before Sophie joined his band, she hadn’t even played to 1,000 people before. At least, not in person.

Sophie is part of a generation of YouTube guitarists – players showing off their chops online, building a following via a combination of covers, original songs, tuition and personality. She has 869,000 subscribers, and is unique in making that leap to IRL stardom in arenas. Some old-school gatekeepers might argue she hasn’t paid her dues, but she stresses she’s put in many hours of practice, and it took eight years before her channel made any money.

“Anyone who thinks it’s easy to get big on YouTube clearly fucking doesn’t know shit,” she says. “I get what they’re saying, in a way… people who’ve been in broken-down vans, and slept in the ‘roach coach’ where there’s roaches climbing everywhere, for a gig that’s paying you £30 – I get it. And I did elements of that when I was growing up. But the world has changed now – you either need to evolve with it and become successful with it, or you’re just stuck in your ways and you’re complaining about it. We want to be inspiring these young people growing up and creating, we don’t want to be bashing them down.”

Sophie’s sitting in her living room this afternoon, in front of a towering scratching post, as cats Luna and Jaxx run around. Behind that, boyfriend Chris Painter, her co-writer, drummer and sometimes videographer, is on the sofa on a laptop. She speaks with the kind of smiling, chatty confidence you see in her videos, clear and assured but not afraid to show vulnerability.

Her introduction to heavy music came from her dad, a data scientist, who would play Rory Gallagher, Joe Bonamassa, Led Zeppelin and Black Sabbath in the car. At age nine, she took a few lessons in classical guitar, but it didn’t really land. It was seeing an episode of SpongeBob SquarePants – yes, really – soon after that inspired her to pick up an electric guitar.

“People have these really cool backstories and I’m like, ‘Fuck, mine was an episode of SpongeBob’, she laughs. “It’s when they cover the Twisted Sister song I Wanna Rock, and it’s like [she sings] ‘I’m a goofy goober, rock!’ with lasers shooting out of guitars. I was like, ‘Oh my god, that’s so awesome. That’s what I wanna do.’”

Falling in love with electric guitar, she got big into emo and punk, alongside guitar virtuosos Joe Satriani and Steve Vai. The problem was, there weren’t many heavy music fans in her gentile hometown of Henley-on-Thames, Oxfordshire, and she felt like an outcast.

“I dressed like a proper rocker,” she explains. “I had the undersides of my hair dyed black, and I would wear studded bracelets. Which doesn’t sound too extreme, but in Henley-on-Thames, it’s like, ‘Who the hell is this Satan worshipper?!’ And I felt like I didn’t really connect. I didn’t have anyone to go to gigs with. I’d go with my dad, and he’d be there in his suit in the back row, while I’m moshing in the front. I wish I’d had people to share that stuff with.”

Instead, Sophie spent a lot of time alone. While everyone else was hanging out at lunchtime, she’d go to the school’s music room. While they went to parties, she would stay home and practise songs. Between the ages of 13-17, she became withdrawn. “It was kind of like a dark time, I guess?” she remembers. “But at the same time, you look back and you’re like, ‘I’m so grateful that happened’, because that’s where my inspiration and creativity really grew.”

During that period, she also joined her first band, The Hidden Truth, via the website Joinmyband.com. Their first set included covers by Chelsea Grin, Parkway Drive, Avenged Sevenfold and Black Veil Brides. “We were awful,” she laughs. “But that was a fun time. It was the first time I’d been around other musicians, and discovered the love of playing music.”

Like her dad, Sophie excelled in science, and landed a scholarship to study Forensic Science at Sussex. But just before she was meant to start, she got the feeling something was wrong, and made a snap decision to apply to music school BIMM London, where she’d spend the next four years.

It was another tough time for Sophie who, desperate to get good grades, doggedly studied genres she wasn’t interested in, such as gypsy jazz, rather than playing the metal she loved – all while in a “bad relationship” with someone who didn’t want her to pursue music at all. When they broke up after her second year, she started therapy and antidepressants, leading to a change in mindset. Rather than worrying about her academic performance, she loosened up and applied her new knowledge to her rock playing – and still got a First.

“I was like, ‘Right, I’m gonna take home all this stuff that I’m learning around different genres, and play it through a distortion amp to a rock backing track and see how it sounds,’” she says. “I started writing and honing in on my particular sound. Although they felt like some of the worst times, I was sort of born again. Sorry, that got a bit deep!”

Although Sophie never had a career path in mind, she’s thrived on YouTube, uploading her “shred versions” of songs by artists ranging from Iron Maiden and Killswitch Engage to Britney Spears and Dua Lipa, alongside vlogs about everything from pedals to performance anxiety. She started her channel in 2012 at age 16, hoping to meet likeminded people, and went full time with it after BIMM while working a side job at dessert restaurant Creams (“I don’t mean to brag, but I make amazing sundaes!” she laughs).

Early YouTuber inspirations were Andy James, then guitarist of Sacred Mother Tongue and now in Five Finger Death Punch, alongside personable general creators such as danisnotonfire and AmazingPhil. For Sophie, YouTube isn’t just about guitar playing, it’s about relatability. When she arrived in the States for the MGK tour, she filmed herself lying in bed, crying, nervous and homesick.

“I want people to see it’s not just all rock’n’roll. We’re all humans, we all go through shit. Sometimes you can look at social media and be like, ‘Everything’s perfect for this person’, but I think it’s important to break that wall down and be like, ‘Well, it’s not always sunshine and roses,’” she explains.

The tour was a leap for Sophie, who had only played small gigs with The Hidden Truth, a few bands at uni, and her last venture, Marisa And The Moths. She’d messaged MGK two years earlier on a whim, saying, ‘If you ever need a guitarist, hit me up!’ – and there he was in her DMs in April 2022, looking for a live guitarist. After a FaceTime meeting with him and his team, she learned the songs within a month.

“I was fucking terrified, because it’s such a different thing that I didn’t even really know if I wanted to do it. I didn’t know if I’d like it,” she admits. “But I always try to live my life with the mantra, ‘What would make the best story’? And I thought I’d just give it a go. If it fails, at least I’ve got a funny story to tell at the pub on a Friday night, you know? Ha ha ha!”

Growing up on YouTube rather than ‘paying her dues’ the old-fashioned way had left Sophie with a bad case of imposter syndrome that she’d long been battling before this tour.

“I was like, ‘I’ve come through this such unique avenue. Do I deserve to be at this level when I haven’t gone that traditional route?’ But I think your journey’s your journey. And I think you’ve just got to try and shake that,” she says. “You shouldn’t have any shame about what you’ve done to get to where you are, because at the end of the day everyone works to be where they are, and if they’re there, they’re there for a reason.”

Luckily, her nerves evaporated as soon as she stepped onstage for the first date in Austin, Texas. “I was like, ‘Oh my God, this is what I’m meant to be doing,’” she smiles.

Sophie’s willingness to be in the public eye was tested when a baseless rumour started circulating in the media that MGK had cheated on his fiancée, actress Megan Fox, with her. To get some downtime, the guitarist and her boyfriend retreated to her parents’ house, where they were doorstopped by a reporter. Meanwhile, Megan stepped in to dispel the rumours, calling Sophie “insanely talented”.

“Yeah, that was wild!” she exclaims, calmly but with disbelief. “I never thought I’d be in some sort of internet scandal. The week it happened, I didn’t know how to deal with it. I’ve been in a relationship with my boyfriend for five years, and we just had our anniversary. It felt like a step back for women in the industry, in a way. Where just because there’s a girl in the band, they automatically become the homewrecker, when it’s like, ‘I’m just doing my job.’ I was annoyed and I didn’t want girls to see that.”

At the start of the pandemic, Sophie and boyfriend Chris began working on her debut album, candidly titled Imposter Syndrome. Following on from her Satriani-influenced instrumental Delusions EP in 2018, and inspired by Slash’s 2010 self-titled debut solo record, it features an array of guest vocalists, including her former bandmate Marisa, Nathan James from Inglorious, Trivium’s Matt Heafy and more to be announced.

“The album is so full-circle,” says Sophie. “I’ve gone from being scared to even do a live performance online – that’s why I started my Twitch in 2021, to try and start doing live stuff to feel less like an imposter – to playing Wembley Arena live. It’s a cool story.”

She plans to tour Imposter Syndrome next year, and then carry on with YouTube, Twitch, Patreon and whatever else comes up, in an era where artists need multiple revenue streams to survive, and on a mission to “bring shred guitar into the mainstream”. In the long run, she’d like to open an animal sanctuary. For now, she’s happy she’s been able to reach so many people – especially young women, like the one at the Ohio show.

“Everything I do, I do with the thought of my 15-year-old self watching,” she says. “I’m making my YouTube channel for that girl. That’s the same with my album. I wrote it with the idea of, ‘What would that girl wanna listen to?’ or ‘What would be inspiring for her?’ I wanna make that depressed little metalhead child happy and make her smile.”

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