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alltheficsiwant · 2 years

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Gummy Bears

Gummy Bears | A 🦊Foxy and 🐺Wolfy One Shot

Warnings: Nothing. This is just pure fluff.

Rated: For Everyone

Summary: Bucky isn’t really a big fan of your dietary consumption. To be honest, he thought, despite the nerdy exterior, you would be conscious about those things. You just scream it but then he gets to know you and has the privilege to spend a whole day with you. Bucky was proven otherwise as he watched you consume copious amounts of chips, red bulls, and your self-proclaimed favorite, gummy bears. So when you run out of it, Bucky, despite the protest of his stomach and six-pack abs, would do anything to get you your precious Gummy Bears.

A/N: This is my first time posting a story. This is a Mafia!Bucky x Reader. The reader is presumably female but I tried my best for a gender-neutral approach. Please do not repost to other sites! Reblogs and comments are much appreciated.

P.S. A few changes has been made :) But not much only adding the nicknames that has been declared to a one shot related to this universe. Check out: When Foxy meets Wolfie. - J💕

Bucky doesn’t know anymore. It was supposed to be simple, an easy job to do. Search for it and get as much as he can. Apparently, it was bad timing to find it at this time of the year. He couldn't help but grunt as he glared at the near empty shelf. Running a hand through his now growing hair.

He huffed and looked at his right to see Steve intently looking on one of the shelves. His big arms swarming through it trying to find the one thing that Bucky wanted to have right now.

“Had any luck?” Bucky asked and Steve grunted a no. Bucky almost, almost, whined out loud with the ridiculousness of the situation he is in but instead he growled. Scaring the mother and her child who is reaching towards the shelf beside him. For God’s sake, why is all of it no where to be fucking found?

“Stop scaring the damn patrons Buck,” Sam’s amused voice came in, making him sharply look to his left as he saw Sam walking back to him, empty handed.

“I don’t care. I need to find it,” Bucky grunted and side stepped the petrified mother and son to walk towards Sam. His eyes glaring in frustration and anger. Sam, used to the looks and not deterred by it just stood there with an amused smirk.

“It’s Halloween, what do you expect? It's either that or the chocolates,” Sam supplied trying to appease Bucky.

“But the chocolates are still very much in stock while the one we are trying to find is nowhere to be found,” Steve unhelpfully supplied. Not really attuned to Bucky’s anger despite witnessing it for the good 28 years of being friends. Sam hissed at Steve who finally looked up from his rummaging to see Bucky fuming.

“Great comment Steven,” Sam said as he turned to Bucky who clutched his hair now in frustration.

“Fuck, this is the tenth fucking store,” Bucky mumbled and Sam was about to reach out to stop Bucky on making himself bald. A familiar ring tone started to play in Bucky’s pocket as he pulled it out. Brendon Urie’s voice blasted through the speakers as he sang into the unknown. Bucky, oblivious to the shock of his two trusted men, immediately answered the phone.

“Did you find some, Wolfie?” A small voice spoke before Bucky could even talk. Bucky can’t help but sigh sadly as he closes his eyes and presses the pad of fingers over it.

“Hey Foxy, I haven’t found some yet. We are just going to the last–”

“It's okay,” Your voice cut him off. It got a bit lower now and fuck, you sound so fucking sad that it made Bucky clenched his jaw in frustration. Wishing he was there to comfort you.

“No baby, its not–”

“It’s my fault anyway,” you continue to mumble. He could hear some shuffling on the other side. His mind can’t help but conjure the image of you probably moving from your couch which was the last place you are at when he left towards the bed. Your eyes are downcast and a bit sad. Fuck, Bucky wants to go back to you at the same time wanted to get what you wanted. “I should have brought them before Halloween week. I thought it would have lasted until next week,”

“Come on Foxy, it’s not your fault. I’m going to find you one. I promise just wait—”

“No Bucky, it's okay. Just come back here please?” Bucky bit his lip at your request. “It's okay, I still have some Lays in here. I’ll be fine,” your voice loses that bit of sadness in exchange with the soft and sweet voice you coax Bucky with. A weakness of Bucky that he happily told you after the both of you slept together for the first time. “It’s just some stupid gummy bears and besides its childish,” You added.

Bucky huffed as he looked back at Steve and Sam. Steve is back at the shelf and haggling with some patrons if they see any more gummy bears in the store while Sam approaches an employee. “But baby, I promised you I will find one. It's not childish,”

He can hear you huff on the other side of the phone before talking. “But?” You trailed off extending the u’s in the word. Bucky can’t help but roll his eyes at that.

“But even though it's unhealthy and not really good for your body. You love those stuff and I told you when we got together that I would give you anything you love and need,”

Bucky heard you sigh affectionately. “That is such a cheesy thing to say Bucky Barnes your reputation as the big baddie is waning,”

Bucky chuckled. “What can I say? I like being cheesy with you,” He teased, making you giggle on the other side of the phone. “Though if you say that to anyone, there will be consequences,” he mused as he lowered his voice. Trying to implicate the things he would do to you. Things he plans to do to you all the damn time.

You giggled “But seriously, just come back here. It's just gummy bears.”

“But that’s your favorite–”

“I have a new favorite now and that is one big beefy mob boss named Bucky Barnes.” You told him and Bucky bit his lip trying not to scrunch his nose at the cheesiness of the line.

“Okay, I can see it now, that is just a cheesy thing to say,” Bucky can’t help but say and he smiled as he heard your laugh.

“Now you know how I feel but seriously. I want you back here now Wolfie,” You told him and Bucky sighed. Defeated, because he knew that is the one request above every request you can make that he can never say no to.

“Okay, but we will hit this last store—”

“FOUND IT!” Sam cut Bucky’s line as he turned to see Sam with a basket half full of Gummy Bears.

“Baby you heard–”

“Sam found one?!” You squealed and Bucky couldn't help but laugh at your reaction.

“I thought I’m your favorite one?” He teased you as he mouthed a thank you to Sam who dragged Steve towards the cashier to pay. Steve, who apparently, made a shopping trip of his own grabbed a couple of kit kats and cadbury eggs that undoubtedly wild end up in his and Sam’s pantry for a couple of weeks.

“Yeah, but Gummy Bears, Wolfie! Gummy Bears!” You exclaimed happily. “It actually helped me complete the prosthesis you are using now, Mister,” You added.

Bucky shook his head as he walked back out towards his bike to wait for Sam and Steve with the purchases. “I seriously got beaten down by mere Gummy Bears?”

You hummed and Bucky made a sound of being offended. You giggled but then you went quiet suddenly making Bucky straightened.

“Foxy? Are you still there?”

“Yeah, just had this feeling of being grateful,”

Bucky’s brow scrunched at the sudden turn of the conversation. “What for?”

“Nobody really goes to great lengths for me just to get me gummy bears,” you started as he heard you shuffling around again. “You really are different from what they tell about you Bucky Barnes,”

Bucky couldn't help but smile as he looked down at his feet. “You just realized it now, doll?” His Brooklyn accent peeked through as he cockily said it.

He heard you groan. “Now I just fed your ego, great.” You told him bitingly and Bucky can’t help but laugh. “Thank you Bucky, not just for the gummy bears but for everything.”

Bucky is now itching to get home to you as he just wants to smother you with kisses and maybe urge you to do something else with less clothing but instead he settled for a few words.

“Anything for you, doll. You know I’ll do everything and anything for you,”

“Ditto,” you replied and Bucky can’t help but chuckle. There was a moment of silence as Bucky’s mouth twitched. The two of you haven’t said those 3 words yet but you and Bucky always settled with the phrase. But now, the urge to tell you those 3 words came stronger but before he could speak out about it you spoke again.

“But Gummy Bears are still my favorite. So get back here Wolfie so I can thank you properly,” You shyly suggested and Bucky can’t help but smirk as he saw Sam and Steve finally coming out. He aggressively started to sign to Sam to hand him over the Gummy Bears.

“Oh Foxy, I’ll be there 5 minutes tops and when I come home I think I can make you reconsider me,”

#bucky barnes × reader #bucky barnes x gender neutral reader #bucky barnes x female reader #bucky barnes fluff #mafia!bucky #Mafia!Sam #mafia!steve rogers #fanfiction #fanfic #sebastian stan fandom

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beforeitdoesyouin · 2 years

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Hilariously contrasting reviews for P!ATD and MCR, both shows performed at the same venue, only days apart.

Source for both: Ross Raihala

Concert review: Panic! at the Disco take risk by playing new album in full at high-energy Xcel show

Las Vegas rock band Panic! at the Disco took a novel approach to promoting their new album “Viva Las Vengeance” on Wednesday night at St. Paul’s Xcel Energy Center.

The group — which has been vocalist Brendon Urie and touring musicians since 2015 — opened and closed the show with mini sets of a half-dozen hits. In the time between, they played the new record in its entirety.

It was a gutsy move for sure. The band emerged in 2005 after Fall Out Boy’s Pete Wentz signed them to his label and took them on the road. PATD scored big with the emo crowd, but the band slowly fractured as Urie took control. Over the past decade, he transformed the group’s sound, adding heavy doses of Queen-style pomp, Rat Pack-esque crooning and Broadway bombast.

That new direction worked and PATD sold out the X and Target Center on tours in 2017 and 2018. Urie’s huge voice — he’s a tenor with a four-octave range — and onstage swagger helped sell huge, theatrical anthems to a new generation of fans.

Perhaps those new fans have aged out of the group? Wednesday, a crowd of about 7,500 showed up. And following two consecutive albums that hit No. 1, “Viva” sputtered out at No. 13, while its seven singles failed to find an audience.

Listening to Urie and his band — which includes horn and string sections — plow through “Viva” on Wednesday, it was tough to understand the fans’ resistance. It’s very much an ode to ’70s FM radio, with nods not just to Queen, but also to Cheap Trick, the Raspberries, Thin Lizzy, T. Rex and any number of other acts from the era. But it’s not that far removed from what the band’s been doing as of late.

“Viva” is packed with towering arena rock epics that Urie absolutely nailed. The most compelling moments, though, were the quieter ones. A song about a relationship ending in death, “Don’t Let the Light Go Out,” is easily the strongest of the bunch with a real emotional resonance. And “All by Yourself” is such a savvy, cheeky rehash of Eric Carmen’s classic “All by Myself,” they gave him a writing credit.

The crowd perked up at times during the new material, but often sat in quiet reverence. But the older stuff — almost all from the past decade — got massive responses, from “Say Amen (Saturday Night)” to “High Hopes.” Many prompted audience sing-alongs as well, including the 2015 Sinatra tribute “Death of a Bachelor.”

It remains to be seen if Urie’s ploy of playing all of “Viva Las Vengeance” will spark renewed interest or if it will be the turning point where Panic! at the Disco slide into nostalgia act territory.

(Not mentioned by Ross: Brendon snorting a line of coke mid set and multiple stage amps catching fire )

The long-awaited My Chemical Romance reunion had fans screaming at Xcel Energy Center

Shortly after 9 p.m. Thursday, the sold-out My Chemical Romance crowd at St. Paul’s Xcel Energy Center began wildly cheering … for a roadie wielding a stick vacuum.

It’s not an understatement to say the band’s concert was highly anticipated. For some in the audience, they had been waiting half their life for the show.

Frontman Gerard Way formed MCR after watching the Sept. 11 terrorist attacks firsthand and used his music to speak frankly about pain, loss, violence and love. Over the course of four albums, the group built a faithful and ever-growing following attracted to Way’s emotional and theatrical songs.

Eleven years ago, MCR played their biggest Twin Cities show to date at the X on a bill with Blink-182. Soon after, the band began building a studio in Los Angeles to record their fifth album. But in 2013, seemingly out of nowhere, they announced they were splitting up. No farewell tour, no reasons given, nothing.

While the members worked on various solo projects, MCR’s legend grew. In late 2019, they announced what fans assumed would be a one-off reunion show. Instead, the band booked a worldwide reunion tour that, like everything else, was postponed due to the pandemic.

When Way and the band finally took the freshly vacuumed stage, the crowd of about 15,000 greeted them with a massive collective scream that seemed to say “Finally!” MCR responded with the caustic, 9/11-referencing “The Foundations of Decay,” a new song they dropped in May. And that feeling of sheer exhilaration continued through the show, both onstage and in the crowd.

Part emo, part metal and part goth, MCR is essentially the 21st-century model of the Smashing Pumpkins, a band never afraid to make outsize, grandiose gestures. Songs like “Summertime” — Way’s cheery ode to his wife — would sound right at home in a Pumpkins set.

Even though a sense of darkness seeps through most of MCR’s songs, they also offer a chance for relief. That was immediately evident on the second song of the night, “I’m Not Okay (I Promise),” as legions of fans shouted the chorus right back at Way and the band.

Really, though, the crowd sang along to pretty much every song of the night from the nihilistic “Na Na Na (Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na)” to the goofy “You Know What They Do to Guys Like Us in Prison.” Ten songs in, MCR tore down the place with “Welcome to the Black Parade,” the lead single of the band’s 2006 album “The Black Parade,” an ambitious rock opera with nods to Pink Floyd, David Bowie and Queen. In the end, it was indeed worth the wait.

#mcr #p!atd #gerard way #return era #my chemical romance

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loverontheleft · 2 years

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Seduction

Day 8 of @brendons-sugar-soaker’s 30-day smut challenge

I’m gonna be honest; I don’t know how to top On a Desk. Stupid of me to do two today, really. Oh well. Here we go.

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I’m going to seduce you tonight.

He sent the text early this morning after he left for the studio, and hasn’t replied to any of your texts since. You’re practically climbing up the walls, going out of your mind, but he’s giving you nothing to work with.

When you hear the door open, you leap off the couch and fling yourself at him. He catches you, laughing a little, and holds you carefully against him as he makes his way back into the living room.

“You have been ignoring me,” you say with a pout, and he grins, stroking a thumb over your lower lip.

“I’m sorry, sweetness. I didn’t realize telling you my plan would get you so worked up.” He can see the skepticism on your face and he holds up both hands. “Honest. I just wanted to make sure you didn’t have anything else on the calendar.” You roll your eyes at him and his smile widens. “And,” he continues, “I may have wanted to tease you. Just a little.”

You crush your mouth to his, mumbling, “I knew it.”

“Yes, Sugar, you’re very clever,” he murmurs, stroking your hair and lowering you so you’re flat on your back. He drapes himself over you, slotting a thigh between yours, and you are so content with his closeness that you’re willing to let his sarcasm slide. “Now,” he says softly, “are you ready to go?”

-||-

You feel seriously underdressed in your leggings and hoodie as the valet takes the keys from Brendon’s hand and the attendant closes the trunk, the suitcase Brendon packed for the two of you in his hand. You wrap your arms around yourself, glancing at all the polished marble and sleek metal. Brendon presses his fingers into your hip, and when you lift your head to his, he gives your forehead a soft kiss. “Hey. You look gorgeous,” he murmurs. “Besides, we’re going right to the room.”

“It takes more than a fancy hotel room to seduce me, Mr. Urie,” you tease, and he grins, tugging lightly at your ponytail. As the attendant starts walking, Brendon gestures after him. You lean against his side, letting him lead the way.

People think the giveaway of an expensive hotel is in the aesthetic, or maybe in the overdone fawning that being famous gets you. They’re wrong, as far as you’re concerned. To you, you can tell a hotel is expensive when they treat your husband with a subdued warmth, a well-practiced hospitality. They’re used to celebrities, used to money.

You walk through the lobby, and that’s the second sign: people don’t react. A presence like Brendon’s is normal for them.

You lean against him as the elevator climbs higher and higher, and when the doors finally part, you’re not exactly surprised that they’ve opened into the room itself. He guides you into the vast living room and presses you down into a soft chair while the attendant places the bag in the bedroom. Brendon discreetly slips him cash, he returns to the elevator, and then he’s gone.

“Alone at last,” Brendon murmurs, sprawling on the couch and beckoning you over. You curl up against him, and he makes a small happy sound.

“We could’ve done this on our couch for free,” you point out, and he waves this fact away.

“But you know our couch. Our couch is not new or exciting.”

“I didn’t realize we needed new and exciting.” You raise one eyebrow even though he can’t see it, and he smiles against your neck before slipping out from behind you. He shifts to the floor, kneeling beside you, and cups your face tenderly.

“We don’t need it, Sugar. But I plan to seduce you, and I like the challenge of new, unfamiliar territory.” His lips find yours, and you urge him back up onto the couch. “I’ve claimed you in various ways all over our home. You have memories to aid in any seduction there. Here,” and he gestures around you, “all you have is me.”

“That’s not nothin,” you tease, and he laughs a little. “But alright, I’ll concede the point. Blank slate and whatnot. I look forward to your efforts.”

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“Dinner, sweetheart.” He reappears from the elevator, and you laugh when you see the familiar logo.

“I thought your goal was new, unfamiliar territory.” He blinks at you, faux-innocence all over his face. “You’ve given yourself away,” you say, gesturing at the In-N-Out bags. “You’re recreating our first weekend away together.”

“Not exactly,” Brendon murmurs, dropping on the couch beside you and throwing an arm around your shoulders.

“If we’re playing Spot the Difference, I haven’t found any significant ones yet,” you tell him. He chuckles, kissing your cheek before slipping a fry into your mouth.

“You will, Sugar. You will.”

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“Oh, I see,” you purr, throwing him a sly smile. “This is new. This is seduction. Well-played, Urie. Well-played.”

“Love, I promise letting you win at MarioKart is not my entire plan.”

“It could be. I’m so turned on right now.”

“…Noted.”

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“I know you said it wasn’t your whole plan,” you mumble against his lips as he undresses you slowly, “but I hope you know I was serious. As hot as your competitive streak is, purposefully fucking up so your wife can win is hotter.”

“Also noted,” he replies, grinning when you bite at his lower lip. “Now, let me submerge you.”

You allow him to lift you and place you in the deep tub, and you recline against its sloped edge, relishing the way the hot water laps at your collarbone. “You’re back on track,” you tell him, remembering the lazy bath you took together that first trip.

“For now.” He slips into the water beside you, and you readily shift into his open arms, reclining against his chest. The jets are on, and their pulsing, massaging force is making you both relaxed, making you slide deeper.

He turns them off after a while and reaches for a small bottle you hadn’t noticed before. This also feels familiar. He just pops the lid and pours freely into his hand. As it spills over his palm, you think to yourself that it’s too much lube. It makes sense when he rubs his hands together and starts on your shoulders though.

“Oh,” you sigh, melting under his touch. “Oh, that’s good.” The fragrant bath oils run down your skin, and he’s taking his time, stroking and caressing every inch of you. This is, you have to admit, much better than the original, and you’d actually really enjoyed getting fingered in a tub.

His thumbs massage your neck, and you’re limp under his touch. “Arms up, sweetness,” he murmurs, and you arch back, slipping your arms around his neck. His hands move over your chest and stomach, and you wonder how embarrassed you’d need to be if you came from a massage.

When his fingers reach your thighs, you’re sure you’re going to explode, faint, or, more likely, first one and then the other. “I can’t stretch much further,” he tells you, and you assume that’s the end of his ministrations.

You’re wrong though. He wriggles out from behind you, stands up, and repositions himself so he’s kneeling in the hot water between your legs. Gently, he lifts one of your legs up to his shoulder, and then leans forward to start massaging your upper thigh. His fingertips press into muscles you didn’t know were tense, and you’re so relaxed you don’t know how the world can expect you to function outside of this giant tub with your attentive, adoring husband.

He makes it all the way down to your foot balanced on his shoulder, and he carefully slips a hand behind your knee, guiding it back until your leg is bent enough for him to press his thumbs into the arch of your foot. You moan, and he just smiles sweetly at you. By the time he makes it to your other foot, you’re a panting, squirming mess.

“How you doing, Sugar?” He murmurs this as he kisses your ankle, lowering it back down into the water.

You moan wordlessly, beckoning him, and he doesn’t make you wait; he crawls up over you and sinks down into the water until your lips meet and you can wrap your freshly-massaged legs around him.

“Good?” He asks, grinning a little, and you nod, clinging to him and kissing him fiercely. “Seduced?”

“Very.”

“I’m not done yet.”

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When you’re done in the tub, he helps you out and wraps you in a bathrobe that’s been heating in a tucked-out-of-sight towel warmer.

Wrapped in his own bathrobe, he scoops you into his arms and carries you into the bedroom. You wiggle excitedly, and he smiles down at you as he places you in the middle of the huge bed with its crisp linens.

He puts a knee on the bed beside you and straddles you for a moment; you tug at your bathrobe, ready for him to ravish you. You’re understandably confused when he flops down beside you and gathers you in his arms. Not upset, but confused.

“You know what I like about you?” He murmurs, rubbing his nose against yours.

“Do tell.”

“You’re patient, even when I’m being obnoxious and obsessive and reclusive. Your laugh is so damn cute, and any time you laugh for longer than thirty seconds, you get the hiccups - every time. You carry snacks with you when we go out so you don’t get hangry, but even when you’re hangry, you’re just my pouty little Sugarbear who punches me in the arm when I call her that.” You roll your eyes at him and he kisses you softly. “You sing in the shower with me and you look so damn good using a shampoo bottle as a microphone. You sneak onto my laptop so you can memorize the lyrics to my new songs first. You fold all of our t-shirts the same way, you always eat the center Oreo from the center row first, and you save the last bite of your Drumstick ice cream cone for me because I mentioned one time I had a particular fondness for them. You have a flower from every single bouquet I’ve sent you pressed in the back of our wedding album with the date written under it, and the first thing you do every morning without fail is put your engagement ring on. You tell me exactly what you’re thinking, you jut your chin out just a little when you tell me you love me, and you can drink me under the table when you really want to, but you’ll still bring me Pedialyte in the morning.”

Your eyes are brimming with tears, and he kisses you softly. “Oh, and you hate crying in front of people, but you always say I’m not ‘people,’ I’m your man, and the way you say that makes me want to be the best version of myself for you, to try to be worthy of you, of being your man.”

You fling your arms around him, and he holds you tightly. “I love you, Sugar,” he murmurs. You nod, whispering it back to him, and he shifts slightly so you’re under him, gazing up at him with shining eyes and a broad smile.

He can see the question on your lips, and he answers you. “I am recreating our first weekend away together, yes, but I’m also redoing parts of it. I’m doing all of the things I wish I’d done that night, trying to show you how much I fucking love you, sweetness. I knew it then, knew I’d marry you and love you and worship you forever, for as long as you’d have me, but I didn’t know how to show it properly.”

#brendon urie imagine #brendon x reader #my work #fanfic #brendon urie #imagine #30 day smut challenge #but not really any smut oops #couldn’t outsmut myself on On a Desk so didn’t bother to try #can’t win don’t try #to be continued tomorrow #I promise that one will be smutty

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levmada · 1 year

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omg whats your fav fall out boy album(s)?? i'm excited for their new one esp cause mania was... not really my favorite....... but the singles they've dropped so far sound promising😙

sorry i had to ask after your last post talking about them cause i love them too lmao

NOOO AHHHHH IM SO GLAD U ASKED😈l

bro it is so hard to pick a fav out of their first 4 albums. however i love EVERYTHING off folie a deux. every single track. every lyric. especially west coast smoker… 27… disloyal order of water buffalo… 20$ nosebleed -

has to be folie a deux for all time fav album by them

from under the cork tree was a huge part of my adolescence too. FUCKING infinity on high with bang the doldrums and mmrs.

i was like. 13 when they came out with save rock and roll and it was rly good but still not nearly as idk. like with their early stuff before they went on hiatus, that shit was like lightning striking. it prob couldn’t ever be as good.

(also kinda unrelated but idk who to tell about this. mcr came out with danger days in 2011. one of the biggest rock bands right? and RIGHT AFTER that notice the multiple bands that came out with concept albums with the whole “defy authority” “post-apocalypse” type concept. black veil brides. crown the empire. ofc fall out boy. others i’m forgetting. but yeah)

and like i said, around the time american beauty american psycho came out i kindaaaa lost interest. it’s not bad for a band to change its sound - it’s natural - but i didn’t like the direction they were going in. wasn’t my thing and also mania sucked. i heard young and menace when it came out as a single and i was packing up the first 4 albums in a suitcase and leaving💀

HOWEVER that single i was sent was magical. im excited too!! . made even better by the fact brendon urie fucked off from shitting all over patd’s legacy. ugh fuck that guy but that’s an essay for another post -

#kane has mail #revealing my true emo self on my anime fucker blog

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grigori77 · 1 year

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2022 in Music - My Top 5 Favourite Albums

5. MUSE – Will of the People

The maddest trio to have ever come out of Devon have returned, completing their magnificent comeback as they again prove they’ve been one of the best things happening in prog rock for a while now. They’re still clinging to the more electronic sound that’s come to pervade their music for the past decade or so, but this still feels like a glorious throwback as Matt Bellamy and co have brought back the old school HEAVY in a big way here …

Standout tracks: Will of the People, Compliance, Won’t Stand Down, Ghosts (How Can I Move On), You Make Me Feel like It’s Halloween, Kill Or Be Killed, Verona, We Are Fucking Fucked

4. ARCHITECTS – The Classic Symptoms of a Broken Spirit

They’ve done it again. For the second year in a row, the Brighton metalcore heavy-hitters have delivered a blistering, pitch-perfect album full of riotous bangers, this time peeking in what I could happily argue is THE BEST TRACK they’ve ever put together. As with their previous offering, For Those Who Wish To Exist, this record probably won’t please their old school fans, but I love this stuff JUST FINE.

Standout tracks: Deep Fake, Tear Gas, Burn Down My House, Living Is Killing Us, Doomscrolling, A New Moral Low Ground, All the Love In the World, Be Very Afraid

3. FLORENCE + THE MACHINE – Dance Fever

Florence Welch and her astounding band have delivered another masterful opus of epic soundscapes and richly orchestrated opulence, effortlessly showcasing the singer-songwriter’s once-in-a-generation voice and big calibre lyrical and compositional flair, proving once and for all she’s the undeniable QUEEN of the indie rock scene …

Standout tracks: King, Free*, Girls Against God, Dream Girl Evil, Cassandra, Heaven Is Here, My Love, The Bomb, Morning Elvis

*Honestly, I CANNOT choose between this one and King for best track on the album …

2. EDITORS – EBM

The most criminally overlooked and underrated indie band of all time returns with what I think might be their very best album EVER, packed with pretty much perfect electro-rock belters. They’ve always worn their Joy Division/New Order influences on their sleeves, but this one puts the Mancunian pioneers on notice that these boys from Birmingham are now officially coming for their crowns.

Standout tracks: Heart Attack, Picturesque, Karma Climb, Kiss, Silence, Educate, Strange Intimacy

1. RAMMSTEIN – Zeit

The German masters of industrial metal have been plying their trade since the mid-90s, and every release has been well worth a spin, but they’ve come a long way in that time, and their previous eponymously titled album was a proper banger, dominated by the best track they’ve EVER recorded, the immortal Deutschland. It seemed like a tall order for them to top that masterpiece … but they’ve pulled off the impossible, crafting a flawless opus that perfectly encapsulates their discordant-yet-ingenious singular brilliance and, OF COURSE, the incomparable voice of Till Lindemann. Despite appearances they insist they’ve still got plenty more music to make, but this is the PERFECT encapsulation of Rammstein at their very best.

Standout tracks: Armee der Tristen, Zeit, Zick Zack, Angst, Dicke Titten, Lügen, Adieu

The ones that didn’t quite make the cut:

BILLY HOWERDEL – What Normal Was (the other creative half of A Perfect Circle proves he can do dark, edgy and beautiful electronic rock without needing Maynard); THE GREAT DISCORD – Deam Morte (the gothic-edged Swedish metalheads bring us another winner, with magnificent frontwoman Fia Kempe on fire throughout); AURORA – The Gods We Can Touch (the immensely talented young Norwegian singer-songwriter’s third indie-pop album is another winner); GHOST – Impera (Sweden’s most unique metal band continues to dominate as Tobias Forge delivers more retro-styled brilliance); PANIC! AT THE DISCO – Viva Las Vengeance (Brendon Urie pays fitting tribute to his biggest influences – especially Queen - with this lovingly irreverent record)

Honourable mention:

SPIRITBOX – Rotoscope

The best new metalcore band of the block continue to show they really are the ones to watch with this BLINDING three-track EP which shows that the astonishingly talented Courtney LaPlante and co are DETERMINED to keep experimenting with their sound. Opener/title-track Rotoscope is the undeniable highlight here, but Sew Me Up and, in particular, Hysteria both prove to be thoroughly irresistible earworms too …

#muse #muse band #will of the people #muse will of the people #Architects #the classic symptoms of a broken spirit #florence and the machine #dance fever #editors #editors band #EBM #editors EBM #rammstein #zeit #rammstein zeit #spiritbox #rotoscope #spiritbox rotoscope

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patiencesinners · 2 years

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Here's what Tampa thinks of Brendon Urie haters. Packed Arena for tonights Panic show. https://twitter.com/Jerilynn1210/status/1577859470843154434?t=JYPhcEpRXGz9ev7t7P8HzA&s=19

#Panic! at the Disco #viva las vengeance tour #brendon urie

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domomochan · 1 year

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☆¡INTRODUCTION!☆

Hai! My name is Lilith ( fake name cuz I can’t let my hoes know about this account.. <</33 )

I’m 18 :3

This accounts purpose is just to post my interests and some funnies lol!

☻My interests are...

- Emo fashion

- Blinkies

- Emo web stuff

- Decaydance

- Art

- other gay stuff

¡?WHERE CAN YOU FIND ME¿!

I’m too shy/embarrassed to say my other socials BUT you can follow my art tumblr @z0mgi3 ANDD my Last.fm account, SachiPachiMachi! :) Maybe I’ll cave in and get a twitter but I doubt it ~(T0T)~

DNI AND SOME NOTES..(´･ω･`)

DNI 💔

Terfs

Racism

Brendon Urie likers ( pack it, enema boy.. )

Transphobes

Proshippers or anything like that ( gross.. )

Basically PRETTY BASIC dni criteria lol😭

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Sometimes I spam post ( will be rare though )

sometimes I post lil doodles :3

I don’t mind y’all getting weird in the tags, I’ve already accepted it LMAOO

I FUCKING LOVE GABE SAPORTA *explodes* so there will probably be ALOTT of posts about him until my love for him dries out

I don’t mind dms or trying to be moots ! I might be slow though cuz I get nervous lol

ermmm..?! i think that’s it lol baaiii :DDD

#blog intro #introduction #intro post #moots #blinkies #i’m so cringe..#but i’m free #I HAVE MORE SOCIALS #BUT I CANT REMEMBER LOL #anyways ermm..#ty for 50 followers #:D

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weremustelidae · 2 years

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eating popcorn on the sidelines as i watch panic at the disco fans rip brendon urie to shreds like a pack of wild dogs

#roo makes a post #i only know who these people are because i've been adjacent to their fandoms for like 5 years but i'm like YESS GET HIS ASS

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tomwambsmilk · 2 years

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2 8 33&34 for music asks <33

2. what's your favourite album

This is SO tough... but I think my all-time favourite is probably the soundtrack to the "Heathers" Broadway musical. I discovered it in 2019, and all the songs on it ended up at the top of my Spotify Wrapped list that year. I love showtunes in general but that album in particular is phenomenal; Barret Wilbert Weed has THE most incredible vocal range, and "Dead Girl Walking" just blows me away every time I listen. I also can't get over the potent combination of obsession and rage and borderline insanity in Ryan McCartan's rendition of "Meant to Be Yours", it gives me chills!

I do have to give an honourable mention to "Death of Bachelor" by Panic! at the Disco. I know it's not cool to like P!ATD's more recent stuff, but I honestly think that album is Brendon Urie's best work. It feels incredibly coherent as an album, and there is a sort of narrative - or at least character development - tracking from the first song to the last. I generally don't listen to albums as albums if they aren't musicals, but this is one that I almost always listen to in order and in one shot because it just feels wrong to do otherwise. I can't pick a favourite song because I love all of them equally!

8. tell me about your favourite band

As I answer these I realize how much of my musical taste hovers around musicals, lmao. I don't know that I have a favourite band per se, because my musical taste tends to be all over the map, and often I'll only like a few songs from a single artist. The only two non-musical artists where I've actually listened to a lot of their work deliberately are P!ATD and Set it Off.

BUT if we expand this to my favourite artist I'm going to cheat a little and talk about my favourite actor, Ramin Karimloo. I first came across him as the Phantom in the 25th anniversary performance of Phantom of the Opera at Royal Albert Hall, and I became OBSESSED. The raw charisma!!!! The energy!!!!! The amount of emotion he can pack into a line!!! I can't even pick a single moment in the show because every single one is so good. "Music of the Night" gives me goosebumps, though, and also the way he screams in the finale???? DELICIOUS. (At about 10:00-11:00 in this video if you want to know what I mean. I have A Thing for musicals where the lead male singers Just Fucking Scream at a certain point. "Jekyll and Hyde" did this A LOT.) Also the sexual tension in this performance he and Sierra Boggess did at the 2012 BRIT awards just takes me out at the knees. He got a TON of well-deserved critical acclaim for that performance. You used to be able to find the whole show on youtube, but it disappeared a little while ago and I haven't found another free version anywhere.

He also sang the part of Enjolras in the 25th anniversary concert of Les Mis, and is IMO the best Enjolras of all time, no exception. He played Gleb, the general guy, in the Anastasia musical, and even though I have mixed feelings about the musical as a whole his numbers, especially "Still/The Neva Flows (Reprise)" give me chills. One of the greatest nights of my life was getting to go to Toronto with my high school drama class to see him perform LIVE as Jean Valjean in the Mirvish Circuit Les Mis performances. I had a full crush just on his voice when I was in high school <3 And the craziest thing about him is that he has really minimal formal vocal training - his voice just DOES THAT!!! I'm in love with him I truly am

(A couple years ago when of the new guys at my work, who I'm now good friends with, casually mentioned that he knows Ramin Karimloo personally - his brother runs a children's theatre school in Toronto, and Ramin apparently loves to come in and work with the kids and then invite them to his shows. Anyways when he told me that I almost threw up.)

33 + 34. Do you collect CDs and/or vinyls

I don't, but I would if I had a little more disposable income. I'd LOVE to collect vinyl, really well-recorded vinyl has SUCH a gorgeous sound - one of my college roommates had a record player and a bunch of albums and I absolutely loved it. I used to collect CDs when I was in high school, and so I do have several kicking around - a lot of 80s stuff, which is what I was into then, so ABBA, Joan Jett, and the Beastie Boys. I also have a CD recording of "The Nutcracker" by George Balanchine that I love and listen to every Christmas season. Unfortunately I'm currently a hardcore spotify gal, if only because I listen to too much music to buy it all, but I do try to purchase the albums that I really love, especially with smaller artists.

send me some asks about music!

#ask games #realizing as I answer this just how much of my taste is musicals lmao #also I wanted to drop links bc some of these are so good!! but no pressure to watch them or anything

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heyy so i saw you talking about smfs and like

i have to ask lol

what’s your opinion on these lines?

it just makes me laugh a little every time because- what convenient timing? right after p!atd disbanded? “a fever you can’t sweat out” p!atd?

i kinda doubt it was on purpose but even so it’s hilarious lmao

OH GOD I guess they really were a sledgehammer to a disco ball, huh??? Tbf if I was Brendon Urie on tour serving absolutely nothing and I saw both MCR serving cunt at every turn and Fall Out Boy come back with the banger that saved January, I would also just pack it up.

In all seriousness, though, I do love that line. I think it's one of those lines that really encapsulates Fall Out Boy. It's evocative and you kind of instantly get the picture but you're also a little like, "Okay, but what Does it mean?"

I think of it as... Well, the image of destroying a disco ball with a sledgehammer is both brutal and beautiful. And that's the whole album in a nutshell, isn't it? It's really all about this. Combined with that "crushing all my lows, ache it til you make it" it also invokes this idea of milking your pain for "content" right? Like, what's there to do but make art of your suffering? Ache it til you make it. Make a spark off your destruction.

#fall out boy #so much for stardust

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mainsmate · 2 years

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The game is far from perfect, a bit rough around the edges plus some game-modes or mini-games are a bit weaker. Following in 2008, the bands album Pretty. Panic At the Disco released its debut studio album A Fever You Cant Sweat Out in 2005, which became certified double platinum in the US. The band consists of Brendon Urie, Dan Pawlovich, Nicole Row, and Mike Naran. So far this is the closest to Mario Party that you can have for some quick party child friendly fun. The official YouTube channel of multi-platinum rock band Panic At The Disco. Party Panic is an absolute must-have in your toolset for party games. While playing you will notice the characters making random weird facial expressions to other characters or just at random times.

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