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remingtonisleithal · 1 year

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I saw that proof were removed and lot of allegations too because it was putting in danger the victims that were starting to be harrassed by soldiers. The more I think about it the more i realize that the royal council check many boxes of being a cult... that's why i'm retiring from being openly a soldier and supporting them

What boxes please? Also yeah, I do think a solid half of this fandom is kinda fucked, a lot of fans need to stop "defending" people by bullying others. Even if the people are liars (which is debatable) they don't deserve being bullied by a million fangirls

#asks #anon #palaye royale #soldiers of the royale council

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chemical-killjoy · 8 months

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✨MASTERLIST✨

Greetings Dear Reader! Right now the majority of the fics on my masterlist are from my old blogs, @immrbrightsideeee and @remingtonisleithal, so most links will take you to that, any and all notes on those posts I am not likely to see for a bloody long time, so please message me or send an ask or something if you really liked the fics/want a sequel or are anything! Also if you like my writing, check out @smiling-girl and @fandomfoodiedancer, they're amazing <33

Requests are OPEN

(and encouraged lol)

I write for a whole bunch of fandoms, but here's the ones I can think of: arcane, black veil brides, maneskin, marvel, motionless in white, my chemical romance, palaye royale, pierce the veil, the artful dodger, the raven cycle (books), and supernatural :)

If you like my writing, here's the link to join my taglist (It's very important you guys fill this out if you wanna join my taglist as I do write some serious, dark topics sometimes) and here's a link to buy me a coffee

updated: 15/12/23

Damiano David:

*A night to remember 1/2

smut. Damiano is attracted to reader singing iwbys

Movie and a kiss

the reader had a fight with their family and Damiano looks after them

Fast Car (trigger warning)

Honestly this is just angst and emotional and if you don’t cry I have failed as a writer. But it’s got a happy ending!!

Vic de Angelis:

Knight in Shining Armour

Vic saves the reader from a creep at a bar

Remington Leith:

*Caught in the Storm

reader and remington share a bed in a storm. What ever will happen?

Feel better

comfort fic, remington takes the reader on an adventure to feel better

*Only one answer (part two of Feel Better)

I will find you

mesmerized by someone in the crowd, remington has to find the reader

Something beautiful (part 2 of I will find you)

I Just Need Some Air*

young!Remington and the reader are at a party and after confessing their feelings things get heated.

Better Than Nutella

Remington is hooked on his new friend’s cooking, and smile.

Movie Night

Remington and Y/N have a movie night

Morning Light: (this is a collab with @cursivetalk)

vampire Remington, based on the tonight is the night I die video. Series, currently being written.

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Emerson Barrett:

Teach me

emerson teaches the reader the drums

Andy Biersack:

Don’t go (trigger warning) (there is comfort)

I Don’t Wanna Be Alone (trigger warning) (with comfort)

Love isn’t always fair *

After a concert Andy reveals his love for his best friend

Mortician’s Daughter (trigger warning)

Thomas Raggi:

Moonlight’s Curse (part 1)

werewolf!thomas, a series being written :)

Mistakes and Misunderstandings

Ronnie Radke:

*untitled

pwp really, Ronnie meets Y/N in a bar and things happen

Vic Fuentes:

Hell Over Me (trigger warning) (happy ending)

Frank Iero:

Not A Kid *

TW brief mention of abuse, age gap. Y/N works for MCR and it turns out Frank likes her just as much as she likes him

Gerard Way:

Cemetery Drive

TW for suicide and self harm. Y/N visits her ex’s grave, and is surprised to find him there

Hang Em High

Cemetery drive part 2

Demolition Lovers

Part 3 and final chapter of Cemetery Drive

Kisses and Coffee

Coffee shop and accidental kiss AU

Dean Winchester:

Life In (Rose) Pink

Dean is a romantic cliche trying his hardest

Chris Motionless:

Eternally Yours *

Based on the music video

Jinx:

You Decide

Reader has a breakdown and Jinx helps them

Jack Dawkins/Dodger:

Healing Kiss *

Reader is in hospital, but Dr. Dawkins is there to heal her. TW for self harm, suicide and mentions of abuse.

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the-impossible-artist · 1 year

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“Why should I come back to earth When all that's there is tears and hurt? There's absolutely nothing there for me”

#Palaye Royale #Remington Leith #Sebastian Danzig #Emerson Barrett #Palaye Royal Fanart #Soldiers of the Royal Council #Royal Council #Digital Art #Fanart #Art #Artists on tumblr #the impossible artist

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aliiisterwarhol · 3 months

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At first listen umakemenotwannadie really didn't come in in full blow until you see the MV, like the lyrics are like that and Remington's voice is soft and all. But the MV is just the missing piece because it just conveys everything. I've never had such a big smile on my face like when I watched the MV before.

I love seeing Remington and Emily being happy, and it doesn't stop as them as a couple but extends to the Palaye brothers and fans as well because we are a big family together.

#its rly late into the night and my words are mushed togather so pardon for messy language #i love them so much #palaye royale #remington leith #emerson barrett #sebastian danzig #soldiers of the royal council #umakemenotwannadie #umakemenotwannadie MV

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agstricker18 · 1 month

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Palaye Royale discography breakdowns. Enjoy!

This is only updated to what I have completed.

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im-literally-so-dun · 8 days

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hi fellow soldiers, can we talk about how palaye said they're possibly dropping the lead single off their new album this month in their new 101 wrif YouTube interview????

#palaye royale #soldiers of the royal council #AAAAAHHH I'M SO EXCITED

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faye-of-the-desert-things · 8 months

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"Are you up for a little role playing?" 💋

Ezra’s arms slid around him and Remington could see his knuckles whiten as he gripped the wooden divider in front of him, trapping him in the space between the railing and Ezra’s body. The fingers of one of Ezra’s hands laced tightly through his as he moved in closer against him, fitting along his gentle curves like the edges of a puzzle. Remington’s heart thumped hard in his chest, and he worked to keep his focus on the studious looking woman speaking to their group in heavily accented English about the rise of Protestantism in Europe in the 16th century, and how it affected the largely Catholic France. He flicked his eyes up at the stained glass Saints that seemed to glare down their two dimensional noses at him from their high windows, as the fingertips of Ezra’s other hand slid unseen along his belt buckle. The heavy incense on the air was making him feel a little light headed.

Remington dragged his eyes back to their guide in an attempt to pay attention; though she might as well have just continued the tour in French, for all that he was comprehending. Ezra’s fingertips brushed lightly south of his belt buckle, so gently that all he felt were tingles against the fabric of his jeans.

After a moment, Remington turned his head over his shoulder and whispered, “If there’s a quiz at the end of this tour, we’re so fucked.” Ezra laughed against his t-shirt, and the silky, low sound of it made something uncurl and stretch luxuriously deep down inside Remington’s belly. He felt the tension release along his spine as his body loosened and relaxed back against Ezra’s hard chest and hips.

The tour group began to move away and Remington tried to follow, though couldn’t because Ezra didn’t lower his arm to let him go. He tightened his fingers on Remington’s and gripped the railing of the wooden partition harder. Remington looked back over his shoulder at him.

“Hang back a minute,” Ezra murmured to him, resting his chin onto his shoulder as he watched the rest of the group walk away to the next stop in the tour.

It was fairly late in the afternoon; theirs had been the last tour of the day, so there were no other groups behind them. As the last few people shuffled away following their guide, Remington and Ezra were alone in the huge, empty cathedral. Ezra nodded his head over at the ornate wooden stalls in the back right of the raised pulpit. There was a sign in front of them proclaiming in curly script that the confessionals were closed for the day, to open again at 9 am the following morning. Remington laughed under his breath as Ezra pushed against him from behind and kissed his shoulder.

“Are you up for a little role playing?” Ezra asked him quietly. Remington turned his face to him, smiling.

“What did you have in mind?” he asked. Ezra pushed his sunglasses up onto his head as he moved them against the railing closer to the confessionals on the right side. He began to kiss his way up the curve of Remington’s neck.

“I was thinking…I could be the Sinner and you could be the Priest?”

Curious?💋 Find out what happens in the link: In Paris, On Silk Sheets by DallasFaye

#remingtonleith #remington leith #palaye royale #bandfiction #writing #ao3 fanfic #fanfiction #malexmale #ezramiller #emotional whump #royal council #Soldiers of the royal council #ao3feed #ao3 link #ao3 #whump #whump community #archive of our own

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palayeroyaleblog · 2 years

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SHAY TODD 2014 Swimwear And Resortwear Collection Preview at The Residences At W Hollywood on July 31, 2013 in Hollywood, California

📸 Stefanie Keenan

#palaye royale #soldiers of the royal council #royal council #emerson barrett #emerson kropp #remington leith #remington kropp #sebastian danzig #Sebastian kropp #music #musician #musicians

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gloomtownfags · 2 years

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I've been thinking of trying to start a Soldiers of the Royal Council pen pal project but figuring out the details has been difficult

#palaye royale #remington leith #sebastian danzig #emerson barrett #the royal council #royal council #soldiers of the royal council

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remingtonisleithal · 2 years

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Morning Light

Chapter 3

Remington Leith x female reader

Warnings: vampire stuff? Not heavy gore or anything, just mentions of vampires feeding

Summary: Remington and Y/N meet again

A/N: sorry it took so so long for the next chapter!! Mental health has been failing and both of us have been very busy. This chapter is by me but the fic is a co-written series (check out @cursivetalk!!). this is kind of a filler, but hopefully I'll be writing more often <3 also the image is by the amazing @fedorable-killjoys, thank you!!

“This needs to be fast, I have to meet our fans after the show, thank them for coming,” Remington said, as he guided Y/N backstage to a cement brick corridor. “But I need to talk to you. I need answers.” Remington let go of Y/N’s arm and gently turned her to face him.

“Well, so do I.” Y/N said, in a harsh way, surprising herself and Remington by the bitterness in her voice.

Remington furrowed his brows, facial expression asking the question without using his voice.

“I don’t-,” she paused for a moment, and huffed. “I don’t remember anything.” She looked away from Remington’s bright eyes, in an attempt to hide what could be seen in her own. “All I know is I was at a ball. And then some time had passed, I don’t know how much, but I woke up in the bed of a kind family who took me in. That’s all I remember. Before all this went down, you were the last thing I remember.” The way Y/N said this was more accusing than statement, causing Remington to raise his eyebrows and defend himself.

“I’m sorry, are you blaming me? Because all I ever did was try to protect you.” The venom in his voice and protective glare in his eyes proved he was telling the truth.

A moment of silence. The passion in his voice caused Y/N to wonder if something had happened between them in the time she had lost.

Remington let out a sharp breath. “And what exactly ‘went down’?” Remington prompted.

“I don’t know. But now I feed. I’m assuming, just like you. Unless there is another way to live centuries without dying that I’m unaware of.”

Remington looked down, and nodded ever so slightly. Ashamed, somehow, despite it not being something he could help.

“May I ask you something?” Y/N said, quickly before she could lose her nerve.

“Anything,” Remington said, quickly before he could stop himself.

“I-Do you know anything about what happened to me? It had been… a while, that I don’t remember.”

“Unfortunately I was hoping to ask you where you had been for the last century and a half. I-” I missed you, he thought to himself. But how could he tell a woman he had but one evening with how she stayed in his heart for 166 years? He couldn’t.

The backstage door flung open and Sebastian strode in.

“Rem, we have to-” Sebastian stopped mid-sentence upon seeing Y/N. He had spent days looking for the mysterious woman his brother had fallen for, spent years singing songs his brother had written about her. Spent decades trying to block out the memories of that night.

His face lost all expression as he gazed into Y/N’s eyes. For a second, a memory flashed through her head. A voice. ‘It was you?’.

Remington looked back and forth.

“Sebastian, this is Y/N, you might remember her from one of our affairs.”

“I remember her. And don’t talk 1800s to me, we have well and truly aged past it. Come on, Emerson is facing the fans alone.”

“OK, gimme a sec,” Remington told his brother, turning around to face Y/N. “Meet me back at this pub, tomorrow night?”

“Ah, yeah, sure! Around 7?” Y/N asked, as Remington got pulled out by Sebastian.

He was already through the door when Y/N heard him shout “I’ll be here!”

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Y/N had spent the day on autopilot, mind racing. She didn’t eat. She didn’t sleep. But she didn’t need to, she had enough yesterday to get by (the complications of being undead: you need things to live, food and water and sleep, but nowhere near as much as the living). By the time it was 6 o’clock, Y/N was pacing around her bedroom trying to figure out what to wear.

It was times like this that she really wished she knew another vampire besides the one she was about to see. You can’t easily ask your best friend “what should I wear to see the guy that I met in the 1800s at a ball and I fell in love with then I became a vampire and didn’t see him in over a century?”. Alas, after enough pacing, she found the perfect outfit. All she needed was a little lipgloss and a lot of courage.

When she got to the bar it was ten to seven. Enough time to panic, but not enough for a full blown panic attack. Her anxiety would just have to wait. She walked into the burgundy room, warm lights providing enough light to see but not much more, though this meant little to a creature of the night. She spotted Remington’s blonde hair immediately, despite the crowd. He was sitting down, knee-bouncing in the corner booth of the bar, obviously trying to calm himself down. Hey, maybe my anxiety and his will get along, Y/N thought with a wry smile. Remington noticed he was caught, and with a small laugh, he walked over to greet Y/N.

“Hey,” He said. Y/N temporarily forgot words, instead just blinking at him as he went in for a hug. It was somehow cool and warm all at once, a soothing thrill being in his arms.

“Uh, hi,” she said with a smile. Wow, nice recovery, Y/n.

“So,” he said, walking back to where he was seated, “what do you want to talk about?”

“I don’t really know where to start. It’s not every day you meet a vampire that you hadn’t seen in over 150 years,” Y/N murmured, careful with her words.

“166,” Remington blurted, as Y/N used all the care and there was none left for him. “Uh, it’s been 166 years. Since we met. I, um, did the math.”

“Well, you already know more than me. Everything before… well, I don’t know. But the years after I was turned, and before, are all a blur.” Y/N replied after a moment, trying to remain cool. “Do you, uh, do you have any idea what happened. Did we meet again or something? Because I feel a very strong connection to you but I’m not sure why.”

“No, unfortunately not, though I would have loved to get to know you more back then.”

Do vampires blush? It was a question Y/N had never pondered, nor needed to until that very moment, when she got her answer. Even the undead can turn red with the right situation and person.

There was a moment of silence full of discomfort, not because of the company but because of the emotion. Y/N put an end to it.

“I think I’m ready to order. Are you?”

“Yes, but only if you’ll let me pay.”

A smirk tugged at the corners of Y/N’s lips. How many times Remington replayed that imagine in his mind.

“Ever the gentleman, my lord,” Y/N teased, returning to the lively person she used to be, and as Remington placed a hand on the small of her back to guide her through to the bar, time seemed to slip.

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chemical-killjoy · 3 months

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Damn. Palaye Royale weren't lying calling Songs for Sadness that name, I'm crying. But also the lyrics? The melodies? The videos? Guys we're in a new era but something feels old about it. Anyway I love this ep and am listening to it on repeat

#palaye royale #palaye #songs for sadness #songs for sadness ep #soldiers of the royal council

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andiealessandra · 2 years

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