#songs from the members' not-mcr work counts too!

[sir-rosie]

What not-mcr songs remind you of the killjoys, danger days universe, or anyone/anything in it?

(California and National Anthem count too)

#songs from the members' not-mcr work counts too! #killjoys #danger days #ttlotfk #the true lives of the fabulous killjoys #killjoys california #killjoys national anthem

[batarangsoundsdumb]

guess fucking what? my inbox is so fucking full right now i'm unloading all of this shit in one post.

For the 11th gotham memes: gothamites react to bruce being jacked in a tiktok he made with kids, like super yoked, ripped as hell

fucking hilarious thanks. i think i did it in one meme post, but i genuinely don't remember which one

i dunno which of the batfam would do this but one time i was sleeping over at a friends house and ended up on the floor bc the bed was so very small and i just stayed there because the rug was soft

that's a drunk jason move i don't know what to tell you

tim and jason are "i listen to pop punk" solidarity. whenever jason highjacks the batmobile theyll go on long ass car rides blaring mcr and paramore and then never talk about it again

as they should!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! tim: no jason it's my turn using the aux cord i gotta put on my jams jason: don't you dare put on weird shit tim: don't worry, you're gonna love this *plays fearless (taylor's version)

hear me out hear me out, red hood stans 🤝 nightwing stans t h i g h s

holy shit yes.

SNL au: Bruce breaks character when pretending to superman and says something like "I'm not superman! You've seen his gps!! It's from 2001!!!" @sabeanybabe

superman flies past the snl building the next day just to say 'actually it's from 2005, i'm not a heathen'

does your back hurt from carrying the batfam fandom

it hurts more from the exotic rock collection i keep in my backpack, but thanks for the concern.

I love your posts by why would you always leave the best parts in the tags?

as a treat for the people that check the tags ;) (and also because i'm committed to the short post aesthetic)

somehow your playlist was everything i never knew i needed. i mean it. this is my new favorite playlist.

and don't you dare get a new favourite playlist!

babe ur stoner tim playlist is exactly too perfect, earth is literally blessed by ur existence

babe thanks so much! i love my stoner tim playlist because it's just my usual playlist but people think it's an artistic choice that i put taylor swift and britney spears in there, when it's just what i unironically like listening to

JANDKSKDK BILLY RAY CYRUS ON THE STONER TIM PLAYLIST I LOVE IT IT

again it's not even an ironic choice, i know every single word and i genuinely like the song

The last chapter of Fundamentals of Casework has me crying at work. Thanks I love it @dudelookitsalesbian

oh babe, i'm sorry, but also, not sorry i love chapter 4 so much it's my lovechild with the 'mental illness' tag

soooo....stumbled on your tumblr by some stroke of fate??? read your DC fanfic first. which is PHENOMENAL btw. then found all the batmemes; the funniest thing EVER bc everyone forgets about regular old gothamites. kept scrolling and your blog pops up as recommended. clicked on the ao3 for shits and giggles and waddaya know?!?!? it's YOU!!! you're LEGEND!!!! ever seen that meme? it's a video of a cat that got into a baseball field and the two announcers get really invested in his escape attempt and start giving a play by play of the cat instead of the game. memeable moment: "GREAT stuff from the Cat!!!"

i seriously think about this ask every single day and it's so fucking funny to me that i've never seen the meme you're referencing, but i still find myself going 'GREAT stuff from the Cat!!!' whenever i see something funny. but wow i'm glad you liked this steaming pile of garbage

Fav dc character overall? And fav batfamily character?

don't ask me to pick between the loves of my life, but i can tell you i've cried about every single batfamily member and also wally west (my beloved)

What's your opinion on fans having a problem with batfam being "too big"? And some even claim that batfam is just "Bruce Alfred Dick Damian" and the rest of them are just "friends and allies" (source: reddit) Personally, I like batfam because of this reason but idk

stupid. a family can never be too big. i'm not that big a fan of like huge batfam stuff with everybody from every single universe, because as much as it's funny for bruce to have like 30 kids, it just feels a little too OOC for me.

This is the best tag I've seen involving the batfam, thanks for thinking of it

This is canon now @nctxrejects

lmao yeah i think at that point alfred has had to sit through like at least a dozen coming out talks and just has a pride flag collection in the attic that he pulls out whenever a kid comes out

idk why batfam hits different as compared to any other superhero family

bc it's found family and usually the other superhero families are almost all genetically related in one way or another

I don't know if you watch the umbrella academy but I saw your last post about batcest and saw the similarities. But the thing is (although I think it's weird) in TUA, they addressed it by saying "they were raised as weapons, not siblings" or something along those lines, which is simply not the case with batfam.

yeah i watched tua but i also thought it was ridiculous and they still treated each other as siblings so i didn't like the luthor/allison thing, and am glad they stopped doing that shit bc it fucking sucked.

Hot take: Batcest shippers are the same people who believe adopted siblings are not actual siblings

smoking hot take: batcest shippers are the people who watch 'my sister got stuck in the washing machine' porn

Duke was adopted by Bruce?

not technically no, but do i, tumblr user batarangsoundsdumb, look like i care?

True story but I had to change my freaking name because it used to be "Damien" and most people would go "OH LIKE DAMIAN WAYNE" like please I'm just tryna live

true story, but i don't actually think of damian when i hear the name damian, literally the first thing that pops up is damian darkh like bruh what?

apparently dc comics company supported comic stores by giving out new titles and stuff during the beginning of the pandemic to help them run and I just think that's wholesome

ah yeah that's so fucking cool, still don't like dc, the company, because this world is a capitalist hellhole and we're all owned by warner brothers or disney with no in between.

ayo looking at tumblr head canons and finding out bruce is actually a terrible father is a punch in the gut

lmao yes, in like 50% of comics bruce is a terrible father and it gives me whiplash

oooh I just saw the jason todd vs winter soldier post and the real question is: batman vs iron man

while iron man has like hundreds of cases of armor, batman could throw out an emp and have the guy dropping out of the sky in 2 seconds.

dickfast = fastdick = quickdick = quickie

magnum hot take

hey bata(?) just thought I'd let you know I have copied the obnoxious emoji and Billy Ray post for use on simping men going forth

thank you 😘🌷 (@spacebarsidecar)

why would you do that to your followers???? i get why i did it, but why would you???

what is scarecrow made the nightwing funko pop himself, like those diy-ers that paint over other ones

oh god no, horrible take, horrible take, that's a disgusting thought oh no

I see your HC that Bruce and Oliver fucked and raise you this: Dick and Roy ALSO fucked

yes they did and it was a horrible moment for jason to find out dick has fucked both of his best friends

"at this rate bruce adds like 1 child to his family every decade or so" Duke is introduced in 2013, Damian as Damian, not as an unnamed child, in 2006. And he is already 14 years old, Robins rarely remain Robins after 16 😬 It looks like a new Robin and Batkid will appear in a couple of years

i mean i can't wait? but somebody will probably die first tho, we're due for another major character death. my money's on either cass or duke this time.

BRO you're so right all of your Bruce's ex headcanons are amazing but they aren't ships, that's kinda wild. Like I don't want any peeks into how their relationship was I just want to see everyone make fun of them

lmao YES it's just i love bruce being a slut, like good for him.

I am in love with your posts your honour thank you

omg thanks are we like,, gonna kiss now?

The justice league needs to have a meeting to discuss how many of their members/partners have slept with bruce. Because through a combination of cannon & fannon (if DC wasn’t homophobic) we have AT LEAST: 1) clark 2) lois 3) oliver 4) dinah 5) john

Thats not counting villains or random civilians @dudelookitsalesbian

yes yes yes, they'll have a yearly meeting about how many of their collective exes could be out for revenge and batman's list just keeps getting longer.

tim was like "i'm drake now" and everyone was like ahh so your fursona is a dragon and tim was like pffffft no. ducks.

and what about it?

when steph's fighting livewire and she zaps her with lighting and nothing happens and then they both just. stand there awkwardly for a second and talk. yeah i couldn't stop laughing at that batgirl steph is the BEST

oh yeah that was fucking hilarious and i think it would be so cool and sexy of dc to give steph a little comic series,,, as a treat

Hi I absolutely adore all of yours "Bruce and Oliver very badly pretending they didn't fuck each other" memes

lmao i do too

I need you to know that “Bruce Wayne had frosted tips” is one of my favorite Bruce takes of all time it’s so galaxy brained. you’re right and you should say it

he also painted his hair blonde once when he was travelling and in conclusion, this is why he's being blackmailed by the gotham gazette.

you know my thing about gordon being branded as the only good cop in gotham is its a load of shit like arguably he's a good person and not working to screw people over or anything but the fact that he also works w. batman makes him a shit cop. like yea batman is better than the mob but its still illegal its still an abuse of power he just not making bank

babe, all cops are bad cops. (but yeah youre absolutely right, working with vigilantes makes you a shit cop, but also working against vigilantes just makes you an asshole cop yanno?)

ruh roh i think i’m about to add “so not yeehaw” every time i don’t like something

that's a very good vocabulary upgrade

somehow i feel like steph already knew. like babs obviously knew but i feel like bruce got high/drunk in front of steph and started telling his boarding school stories and steph was just like “oh you fucked up i’m never gonna forget this”

steph and bruce have weird uncle/rebellious niece dynamic and they just hang out sometimes and bruce will be like 'i once broke my arm when i tripped over a hedge when i was drunk so oliver drove me to the hospital on an electric scooter' and steph will just have to sit there with that knowledge in her head.

Hello I just wanted to tell you you are So right in all your steph opinions bc she is, in fact amazing and I think that's very sexy of you. Ps. Your Bruce/Oliver fic is hilarious

babe, thank you so much and yes steph is amazing and i love her and she deserves the world and she's the best member of the batfam hands down. also thanks

In Supersons we see a couple of kids that are implied to be Damian and Jon's children and the boy has laser eyes and can fly, so I asume he's not adopted. The girl, who calls Bruce grandpa, can also fly, btw. So it's canon (probably by accident) that Jon can have kids and he must have married one of Bruce's kids. (I'm hoping for Damian, mostly because any other of his children would be waaaaaaaaaaaaay too old.) @artemisa97

lmao that was probably an accident seeing as jon is a 17 year old superhero in the year 3000 (by the jonas brothers)

You know, I'm a die hard fan of your memes, but I gotta say one thing: if Gothamites actually took gas mask everywhere with them, then the Scarecrow would just be a weird dude in a weird costume, and not a villain oh so scary. DC really should just takes notes from you.

bold of you to assume there's no gothamite anti-maskers

How does it feel being the funniest person on this app?

horrible, next question.

I can't listen to Green Day or Billy Joel without thinking of your post about how Bruce got arrested at a Billy Joel concert @nightwings-kid

yeah that's your mistake, i on the other hand can't enjoy billy joel without thinking about the glee rendition of 'uptown girl'

I've FINALLY been watching the Batman animated series and I gotta say, after watching "the gray ghost" I am CONVINCED that Batman is a closeted super hero geek who was 100% freaking out the first time he met Superman and is just REALLY good at hiding it.

superman: so what do you do in your free time? batman, thinking about the superman fanfiction he's writing on the batcomputer: i have no free time

bruce and oliver be like boyfriends to co-workers 401k (do the justice leagues get 401ks??? not that bruce and ollie would need them, but-)

lmao yes just 400 thousand words of bruce realising 'oh dip oliver is such a fucking dumbass' (also i don't know what a 401 k is but i assume they don't?)

Gothamites would totally boo superman as he saves Gotham while batman is out. @meenje

he's like 'okay think about that next time you want to be saved from an alien octopus'

I just took long break from dc comics and I come back to see ric grayson ??

i think it's very cool and sexy of dc to see dick and just think 'you know what? let's just give him a traumatic brain injury' and then didn't develop his character in any real way

SPEAKING OF RIC GRAYSON, gothamites making confused memes out of ric grayson is much needed

'dick grayson is my taxi driver? can anyone explain what the fuck happened he looks like an italian plumber?'

i hate to say it but batfam are def "marvel characters" in that sense they are characters who are human but become superheroes unlike most dc characters who are gods trying to be human maybe this is why I like batfam

fair enough

#this is only like half of it #but at least you can get like a few answers #yanno fuck it #bataranswers #ask #asks #anon

[souichieatr]

wanna be yours, ch2

suna x freader , foxy boy

where in which two opposites fall in love

a/n: for everyone who commented on the posts youve been added sorry i cant reply <//3 if you're interested in being in the taglist send me an ask, i was thinking of making a playlist for the au would anyone be interested? lmk !! sorry if there are any mistakes or if its bad this is my first writing <3

ch1. this voice im hearing rn? , hey bestie

word count: 2,090

the first song- The Ghost of You- my chemical romance

second song- I Bet on Losing dogs- mitski

third song- Crybaby- destroy boys

pocketing her phone after reading tendous message, she opens the door waving to a couple friends and offers friendly smile taking her seat. a pair of pale green eyes follow her. after yesterday suna did a little research about her y/n y/l/n the bassist and youngest in the band called 4u, she has quite a big following on twitter, she's really nice and interacts with the fans. looking at her now you can't imagine her on stage suna thought. breaking away from his thoughts as the teacher walks in. spouting for about what feels like hours and the students taking notes, finally lunch approaches. y/n jumps from her seat grabbing her case she walks to the third year hallway. waving to her friends they walk to her, tendou wrapping his arms around her “y/n!!!!!! i missed you” laughing as she hugged him back “tendou!!! i missed you toooo.” she turns to the grey haired male, “semisemi!!” she says giving him a hug, he rolls his eyes and hugs her back “and ushi!!” she turns to the brunette to which he pats her head “good afternoon y/n.” as they go to the lunch room to grab their lunch, they walk to one of the music rooms they usually occupy. a beep from her phone grabs her attention seeing her friend atsumu asking if him his twin and their friend can join for lunch, “hey guys you dont mind if atsumu and his friends come join us?” she says setting down her case against the wall. “nah you can invite them, atsumu is our biggest hype man” tendou says, grabbing his drum sticks from his back pocket. texting him its cool she goes to unzip her bass. “oh ms lady ive missed you” she says hugging the instrument, “i can't believe you two and always wanting to play, dont yall have any other hobby?” semi says, grabbing the schools given guitar setting the speaker up for y/n. tendou gives a scoff “semisemi dont act like you hate hearing us play i see you listening to our covers alllll the timeeeee” he says “yeah semi besides we have a concert soon and it wouldnt be bad to have an audience” y/n says walking to semi to connect her bass to the speaker when the door opens, entering is atsumu in the middle, osamu on his left, and a mystery guy in the back. setting her bass down running up to the blond “tsumu!!” giving him a hug “y/n!!” he hugs her back, she waves to osamu, who shes met on an occasion. looking towards the dark haired guy she walks up to him, noticing shes seen him somewhere. “youre suna right? we're in the same class?” she says giving him a hand and a awkward smile, nodding at her words. “hope its okay im here” he says taking her hand giving a slight shake. “nah dont worry its nice to have a different face, seeing tsumu is getting boring” turning around to the male. “what she means to say is we could use practice in front of new people” the grey haired male says giving a small laugh when tendou scoffs at him, both guys walking towards the small group. “this is semi and this is tendou” she says introducing them. when the introductions are over the two males go back to setting up, y/n walks the newcomers to the sitting area “here you guys can sit, im sure you all know ushijima” on hearing his name he looks up from his name giving a small head bow. they all sit “any recommendations tsumu?” y/n says walking to her bass making sure everything was good, looking towards the small group. “y/n you know my favorites” atsumu says stealing one of his brothers onigiri. y/n laughs and rolls her eyes, turning to tendou “anything you wanna try tori?” tendou looks at her with a smile “y/n lets show semi whatweve been working on” hearing this semi looked at them “what do you guys mean? what did you two do” y/n chuckles at the grey hairs doubtful expression “mr semisemi you know your favorite mcr song” when she sees him nod she continues “me and tori learned it” she says pushing him lightly. semi looked at her with wide eyes then at tendou, looking at semi tendou flicked his drum stick between his fingers with a nod. “wow semi cant believe you, we spent so much hours perfecting a my chemical romance for your sap self and he doesn't believe us y/nie i might

” tendou says fake sniffing. the little group in the back beyond confused, atsumu clearing his throat “have you three forgotten us already, wheres our show” ushijima nodding his head “yeah why are you guys being so vague” tendou snickers “dont worry you three and wakatoshi we have decided to play a new song or well cover i should say” “yeah and its semi’s favorite band you know the one that he wears on his shirts?” ushijima looking towards the girl after hearing her statement he nods. “okay can we play now ive been waiting to show my skills and get our lovely semi's opinion” y/n says removing her pick, both boys giving a ‘yeah’. finally tendou does the countdown. suna looks at all three of them with slight excitement in his stomach, ‘is this a new song im going to hear?’ before he could think of anything else, semi started playing a few chords by himself and y/n starting to add her own strums then tendou adding drums. sunas eyes widen at how well all the sounds blended together, freezing in his spot when semi started singing, when hitting the chorus y/n joins him. suna looking at her, he felt like he had been put in a trance, feeling like theres a spotlight on her when she starts nodding her head seeing her tongue sticking out when stringing the instrument. towards the end you can see y/n lose focus and her eye twitches, ending the song she sighs. “hey sorry about the end” waving to the guys to her left with a frown. hearing applause from the group the frown doesnt last long. “WHOOO!!!!! THAT WAS MY BESTIES GO SEMI! GO TENDOU! GO Y/N!!” atsumu gets up and yells. “that was so good what the hell that was yer first time too?” he says going up to the group, high-fiving y/n. “i mean me and tendou practiced together but semi basically has every song by them memorized but together? yeah our first.” tendou getting up to get his water that was next to ushijima. semi joining the fake blond and the girl, patting her on her back “that was a good first for us i can tell you and tendou worked hard, we're definitely adding it to the set list.” getting a laugh from both of them semi walks to the small group. “hey man that was really good, you have a nice voice” suna says as semi approaches, semi turned to him surprised “oh thank you im glad you enjoyed, do you listen to our stuff?” he says taking a seat next to him. “ive recently just started, i hope that doesnt sound too weird” the dark haired suddenly getting a little embarrassed, chuckling “its not weird i promise, well its good you listen to us or im sure it would've been awkward to just be here” nodding along to what he said. tendou going back to the drums “are you cowards tapping out now?” “COWARDS?!?!” y/n yells back turning around “i am no coward tendou satori i'll make you eat those words semi get over here” she said grabbing semis attention and shooing atsumu back to his seat. chuckling as he sat back down, turning to suna “howd ya like em? theyre good huh?” suna rolling his eyes “im not going to help inflate your ego tsumu” “yeah tsumu yer big ego is not cute” gasping to their remarks “you guys are so mean to me, i introduce you to nice music and even the artists and this is the thanks i get” before any could respond tendou starts clicking his sticks. starting this one is tendou with a slower sound, y/n entering second then semi with vocals. y/n leans down to mess with something by her foot turning a notch noises like static come out adding to the music, coming up fast she starts adding her vocals complimenting semis. pressing on the box she leans down as more noises come out. atsumu leans over to sunas ear “thats a pedal that holds other sounds and can help stretch other sounds” suna giving him a nod. towards the end y/n reaches down to the pedal again adding a distorted sound before adding her last bit of ‘oohs’ before the song ends. everyone clapping as the members stay still for s bit before y/n dramatically bows “youre so welcome lovely audience” she says blowing kisses to them, laughing at her atsumu jumps up and down pretending to be a crazy fan “oh y/n you were so go

od i love you y/n!!!” y/n laughing at him. “hey atsumu what about me!” tendou asks swinging his hand “howd i do?” “oh tendou you were so good, i love you too tendou!!!” he says swinging his arm back. tendou satisfied with his response nods his head, “and with that lets play one more i still want time to actually eat before we play again later.” “yeah lets try ‘crybaby’ we haven't done that in awhile” semi says getting in position.“remember y/n you do the verses” y/n nods clearing her throat “go tori” she says and tendou starts the counting again. starting the counting fast he gets one beat then y/n starts off with singing, swinging her bass back she grabs the mic. suna cracks a smile nodding his head a little as he remembers this song on their youtube, atsumu whistling when y/n dips down her mic as she sings, letting the boys have a solo in between verses she bobs her head. the last few seconds of the song she swings the instrument back as she steps on the pedal creating feedback, as semi goes to vocals she starts getting a solo with tendou playing, y/n leans forward and her and semi sing the rest of the song. after the last note they all look out of breath. clapping for them again letting them catch their breath, y/n starts laughing “i forget how hard that song is towards the end” laughing with her tendou nods “its literally the last 50 seconds that get the hardest” “alright lets clean up” semi says laughing at both of their bored looks they send him. finishing up they all go to the group whove are talking among themselves. sighing as she sits y/n takes the seat next to suna, “so howd you like the songs?” she says with a smile “they were good though i only recognized the last one” he replies, “tsumu told me you started listening to us recently so i thought or well semi thought wed show off a bit with our best song being that” she says with a smile grabbing her bottle. a small smile appears on his face “oh hey tsumu told me youre like really good in your classes and i really need help in history and since we have that group project coming up do you wanna pair up?” she says setting her bottle down grabbing a bag of chips. “yeah i dont mind as long as you actually do something and i can help you study if your grade is that bad” he says. “thatd actually help me out a lot i really appreciate it” she lets a breath out. after that the two spent all lunch just talking, the conversation coming easy for both of them. hearing the bell ring y/n hugs her friends and walks with suna to their class, pairing up in the project the teacher had given them in their period. after class before y/n rushed out she passed him her number with a wink “text me for the deets foxy boy.” ‘foxy boy? suna thought to himself shaking his head texting her with a simple ‘hey its suna’ and heading home.

facts !

during lunch when suna and y/n we're talking the followed each other on twitter

semi was really touched they learned the mcr song

the 4u concert is at a small venue but no one really cares about the other groups going there

osamu and atsumu almost started fighting over the onigiri until suna said something about ushijima being right there

atsumu was watching suna and y/n talking

osamu actually really enjoyed being there during lunch

—taglist

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#haikyu x reader #haikyu #haikyuu #suna imagines #suna rintaro headcanons #suna rintaro x reader #suna x reader #hq suna #suna smau #suna x y/n #suna rintarou #suna x you #haikyuu suna #suna rintaro scenarios

[rosequartzstarswrites]

20 Questions for Writers

Thank you @cheesyficwriter for the tag!

How many works do you have on AO3?

27

What's your total AO3 word count?

351,699

How many fandoms have you written for and what are they?

As of now, I have only written for Harry Potter; however, in February I began several LOTR/Hobbit WIPs that I have not yet published. The first one is due out at the start of September though!

What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

In Another Universe: Hermione Granger is brilliant: she completed her PhD in Linguistics at 25, and is the youngest faculty member at the University. Ron Weasley, an unruly quantum physicist... well, he's getting there. But when Granger gets stacked with a project she hates and has to talk to other scholars at the University, their paths cross and become permanently intertwined in a way neither of them could've ever anticipated. (Slow Burn Multichap Muggle Uni AU) Rated T.

Rosebury Grounds: Lady Hermione Granger has been reared up in society, to marry well and be a good housewife, like any good Edwardian lady, but that's far from what she wants. When a handyman by the name of Ronald Weasley joins the house staff, utterly disarming her from the moment they first meet, he might just be the opportunity she needs to break loose and choose her own destiny.Lord Draco Malfoy has a secret— a secret he knows would cost him everything if it ever saw the light. But it's getting harder and harder to keep it from his father, because Draco keeps bumping into a pair of emerald eyes and a head of lush black hair, and he can't pretend his knees don't buckle at the sight. Which would be quite alright, if not for one small problem: it's not a woman they belong to.Two tales of forbidden love, set in Edwardian England. (Multichap Muggle AU) Rated M.

Something Growing: Hermione’s pregnant— and she’s freaking out. She’s always been good at everything, but she’s not sure that’ll hold for being a mother; however, when Ron gets home earlier than expected, she realizes she doesn’t need to be great at everything so long as she’s got him beside her. (Oneshot) Rated G.

Big in Japan: Harry Potter is a famous rockstar out on a world tour— but when one too many meet-and-greets threatens to drive him insane, he takes an escapade out into the streets of Tokyo, where he ends up at an expat bar with a captivating redhead that seems totally unaware of who he is, or why she should know him at all, for that matter. (Muggle AU oneshot) Rated E.

Teaspoon Vindication: After escaping Malfoy Manor, Ron comes to visit Hermione in her room at Shell Cottage, and does the one thing that may be the hardest for him— talking about his feelings. (Romione oneshot)

Do you respond to comments, why or why not?

I try my best, though I don’t always get to all of them! My reasoning is that if folks are kind enough to tell me how much they enjoyed my writing, the least I can do is thank them for their lovely words. 

What's the fic you've written with the angstiest ending?

The Last Farewell! It’s a Wolfstar oneshot, set in canon universe, where Remus comes to Sirius’s grave to ask for his blessing (and forgiveness) to marry Tonks. It was angst central from the start and I even wrote it while listening to an angsty song.

What's the fic you've written with the happiest ending?

I generally write happy, fade-to-black endings, but if I had to choose I’d say Truth or Dare. This is a male!Hermione x Ron summer camp AU born of a game of spin-the-bottle/truth-or-dare that ends with them figuring out their feelings go beyond friendship. I say it is the happiest ending because I think the “boy figuring out he likes boys” scenario has been overdone in angst a bit too much, and the fact that the feelings are reciprocated and they decide to stay in touch would make me giddy if I was their age and in their shoes. Anyway, it’s just a sweet ending.

Do you write crossovers? If so, what is the craziest one you've written?

Not at all— I actually don’t like crossovers at all, so I have never even entertained reading, let alone writing, one. (No hate at all to those with imaginations large and strong enough to conjure up awesome crossovers— I am in awe of you all, they’re just not for me!)

Have you ever received hate on a fic?

Never, luckily, since the Romione community is so lovely and supportive! But, though not outright hate, for a while I had an anonymous FFN reviewer who left reviews on every chapter of Rosebury Grounds saying that my title was a porn/sex act...? I was distraught and scoured Google to see if they really were right and this was some obscure euphemism I’d entirely missed, but turns out it wasn’t, and they had gotten confused with a vulgar but similar term. So I ignored those reviews but they kept coming and then eventually one time I found a 500 word very graphic description of the sex act in question in my reviews, so desperate was the reviewer (apparently) to get their (wrong) point across. Yikes. 

Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Yes! I’ve written a lot and of many kinds— explicit, implied, just foreplay, fade-to-black, referenced... I’ve written both M/F and M/M. 

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

No— I didn’t even know that was something I should worry about!

Have you ever had a fic translated?

No, but I speak fluent Spanish, so I’m planning on translating In Another Universe and Rosebury Grounds myself once I’ve finished the latter. 

Have you ever co-written a fic before?

No, the most I’ve done is beta from the plot-building stage!

What's your all-time favorite ship?

Gahhhh don’t make me pick! Romione (HP) is first in my heart because I see so much of myself and what I want in it, but Samfro (LOTR) is, to me, the truest depiction of love in all of literature, ever. I will forever come back to it.

What's a WIP that you want to finish but don't think you ever will?

I hope to finish my Hogwarts Actually series that I started for Romionecom (hi, Discord friends!) inspired by Love Actually. I have it all planned out, translating all the relationships in the movie to HP pairings and friendships, and all I need to do is write— but I think I’ll come back to this periodically and unoften. Hopefully I’ll finish it!

What are your writing strengths?

I like to think that I write good and witty dialogue. I’m a theatre person, so I think my dialogue sounds mostly natural when spoken. I also have a good sense of beginning and ending, so most of my works/chapters start and end with a memorable phrase of some sort. I also have excellent grammar and spelling, so except for a few occasional typos, that makes the job of proofing much easier!

What are your writing weaknesses?

I think I sometimes write sentences that are waaaay too long and convoluted. I use words that are too big sometimes and just take approachability from my writing. Fanfic has been excellent to practice correcting this, though!

What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

As a bilingual writer myself— don’t write dialogue in other languages unless you speak it well or get it translated directly through someone who speaks it well. Though I appreciate the effort, I can always tell when something was put through Google Translate, and that kind of dialogue most often ends up lacking the context clues/colloquial familiarity of real language speakers, and ends up sounding stiff and forced. 

What was the first fandom you wrote for?

I’m not proud of it, but I used to write MCR RPF back when I was 13 or so. It was a very brief stint and I have since deleted the works in their entirety, since my principles have evolved to the place where RPF to me seems disrespectful and invasive. Plus, it was on Wattpad.

What's your favorite fic you've written?

Again, don’t make me pick please!! I truly have had a lot of fun with Rosebury and I think it is a testament to how much I love it that I was able to keep the idea on hold for a full six months before I started writing it. I love the Downton setting and the Edwardian dialogue is a lot of fun to me. But I also have a soft spot for the In Another Universe original oneshot I submitted to the RFF2020— that work awoke my love for Muggle AUs (which I like to think I’m most known for), inspired me to start work on my first multichap fic, and keeps me coming back to it anytime I have doubt in my ability to write swoonworthy scenes. It was the oneshot that started it all. 

Tagging: @accio-broom @be11atrixthestrange @folk-melody (and anyone else who would like to!)

#fanfiction #fanfic writer #rosequartzstars #hp fanfic #hp fanfiction #harry potter fanfiction #fanfic author

[totally-not-an-awkward-okapi]

Overwatch Music Headcannons!

My personal opinions on what all these fools are listening to.

Ana - Slow, calm, and ambient. If it has lyrics it’s a suprise to even her.

Ashe - A country girl through and through, her taste is pretty good but she will put up with literally anything if the song gets on your nerves. Doesn’t listen to music while working.

Baptiste - No real favorites genres, but he enjoys reggae and rap. He is also Way too in to Jimmy Buffet. He managed to hit the point in his life where he got super into him without becoming a dad and it’s almost impressive. He does, in fact, live on island time.

Bastion - Not enough exposure to have favorites yet, but it does enjoy vocaloid and polka (of all things). Does bird song count as music actually? It likes that too.

Brigitte - Super bland girl power workout playlist stuff. She’s basic but we love her.

D.Va - Goes back and forth on listening to music while playing. On one hand, she should stay focused and keep her ears open, on the other hand, she’s more focused with it (and enjoys the challenge). But since she’s been playing on a team, she’s gone back to listening to them over her music. Electro pop, mostly.

Doomfist - All it has to do is be a good soundtrack for a wrestling match and he is all in.

Echo - Will listen to just about anything, but loves musical soundtracks. She doesn’t mean to mimic the emotions of the song (or the person singing the song’s face) but she can’t help it. She quote-sings them when something reminds her of one.

Genji - The man’s taste is a meme. Got into MCR and shit while he was in blackwatch but his taste begins and ends with Jpop.

Hanzo - Says he only likes classical music but the man absolutely listens to country and folk and cries.

Junkrat - Listens to literally anything. Doesn’t even have to be music. Usually isn’t music.

Lucio - His music reflects his large palette of influences, and he doesn’t particularly like favoring any of them. It would be like picking a favorite child! But, more recently he has been racking a lot of inspiration from more melodic protest music.

McCree - Slightly more varied than Ashe, by which I mean he throws in some heartland rock, dark country, and folk for spice.

Mei - Painfully cute. Mostly listens to electronic music she thinks has a happy melody but will throw in some classical and musical songs for flavor.

Mercy - Surprisingly into NDW (“New German Wave”) but otherwise listens to just the blandest pop. Does sometimes listen to music while working.

Moira - tries to present like she just listens to Irish alt rock and Bowie but is also super into anime OSTs. Not good at hiding it. Picked up the same emo musical tendencies of all of Blackwatch but her music is already so weird that no one brings it up anymore.

Orisa - Similar to Bastion in that she is still carving out her taste but picked up some stuff from Efi. She’s honestly mostly into it for the vibrations and lyrics. Solarpunk, African, and a touch of bubbly pop. And Lucio, obviously.

Pharah - Rock. And. Roll. Picked up some of her taste from the old overwatch members but it all goes back to rock n roll.

Reaper - Is emo, obviously, but will also go for some classic punk rock. Pretty good with the history too. His taste is obvious but not as terrible as you might think.

Reinhardt - ANYTHING that can be sung very loudly while drunk. And Hasselhoff. Also the Goofy Goober song from the original SpongeBob movie. Uses that talent to delight Torb's kids on visits.

Roadhog - Ambivalent to music but prefers slower, calmer stuff, especially in comparison to Junkrat. Used to listen to music while working but stopped so he would hear the rat.

Sigma - The man may experience the vastness of the universe as a near constant, overwhelming classical melody, but he is tone deaf and at best ambivalent to classical music. Nowadays music is a really bad time (listen to two different songs at once. Now imagine one is in your ears and one is in your head. Feels bad, doesn’t it?). But, before the accident he mostly listened to A. Blandly atmospheric “music” B. "Songs" released by nasa (did you know nasa has a Spotify?) C. Bill Nye the Science Guy level science parody songs.

Soldier 76: Heartland rock was originally his jam but he’s mellowed out into a rainbow connection radio kinda guy (off the clock, of course).

Sombra - Much like Genji, she is in it for the meme. Unlike Genji, she is aware that this is the goal. Likes stuff like electro pop rock, sure, but most of the time the music in her headphones is just the most generic "cyberpunk hacker" music she can find. And really, Painfully old meme songs.

Symmetra - she likes her music like she likes everything else. Neat, precise, and clear. And, yep. It's really boring.

Torbjorn - Generic Dad. Nothing more, nothing less.

Tracer - English punk rock, mostly. Oh, and just the sweetest love songs. Her and Emily have a dozen different love songs and they are all sickeningly sweet. She always manages to get into a band right as or before it breaks up. To contain this power she limits herself to older bands.

Widowmaker - Grand and a touch obtuse. So, classical mostly, but also some more dramatic pop songs.

Winston - Grew up listening to Harold Winston’s classical music (they say it’s good for human babies brains, right?), and never quite grew out of it. Picked up some newer music from his time in overwatch though.

Wrecking ball - Only connecting theme is that it drives you to smash stuff. Kinda like Junkrat actually. Likes some classical, same as Winston, but leans towards the stuff that wakes the dead.

Zarya - Much like Brigitte’s, but a touch less generic and a good bit more variety. Her goth streak still lies thick in her music.

Zenyatta - Music to meditate to. Leads towards the more esoteric.

#okapi chuffing #the great tag removal #music headcanons

[psych0midget]

Music Soulmate AU

I basically just rewrote this from Andrew’s POV

The first time Andrew hears what is soulmate is listening to he is in juvie.

In juvie they encourage troubled youths to listen to music. He has a radio and “free” access to a computer. But the music radios pass on is not exactly of his liking. And it’s not like he can surf the internet however he likes, not when the internet is controlled and censored.

To be honest, he’d never even thought he might enjoy music before his soulmate. His soulmate has good music taste.

Thanks to Pig Higgs he has landed in a juvie with plenty of rehabilitation programmes. He’d gladly avoid joining any of them, but his counsellor made it compulsory.

And so Andrew choses the music programme. That’s how he larns to play the guitar- just so he can play the songs his soulmate listens to.

It’s only when he gets out of juvie that he finally finds out the names of the bands and musicians his soulmate listens to. He buys their cds, downloads their songs, goes to their concerts and listens to them 24/7.

Out of juvie he also finds out that he has a twin brother who plays the drums and a cousin who plays the piano. And what is he even supposed to do with a brother he knows nothing about but start playing music together?

At first it’s mainly covers. Aaron sets the rhythm and Andrew strums his guitar. It’s quiet and slow, like their uneasy friendship. The more they get comfortable with each other the better they play together.

It’s only when their cousin Nicky walks into them playing an instrumental cover of The Ghost of You by MCR that he decides to join them. Nicky ditches his piano, buys a keybord and becomes an official member of their unofficial band. 

The first time Andrew does the vocals of one of their covers, both Nicky and Aaron hit the wrong notes and then stop playing altogether, staring at Andrew with their mouths wide open.

It’s Aaron who breaks the silence with a screeched “you’ve always known how to sing LIKE THAT and you’ve never done it before?”. Andrew just shrugs, but from that moment on he becomes the designated singer.

Their unofficial band becomes official when Kevin Day joins the line up. He plays the bass, but most importantly he writes songs. And good damn songs. Plus his father Wymack owns an independent music label and he signs them.

Even with a contract in their pocket, Andrew and his band (now called The Foxhole, who even knows why, it was Nicky’s idea) have to cut their teeth. They slowly work up the ladder one little concert after the other. It is exhausting.

Andrew hadn’t signed up for crazied fans when he’d started playing the guitar with his brother in the attempt of making up for 14 years of being convinced they both were alone in this world. But at least the fans are growing the more and more numerous.

Last week they filled a small arena with 5 thousand people in LA. The posters outside the venue said “The Foxhole, SOLD OUT.” After the show Wymack had smiled proudly and told them that the recording studio would be booked for them all month long.

And that. That is one hell of a month. Andrew loses count of how many times he thinks about breaking Kevin’s hand.

But through the caos, the deadlines, and the mind-numbing recording sessions, Andrew has - well Andrew doesn’t have his soulmate. Not with him anyway. But he has a good playlist to come back to when he gets home.

He knows at what time his soulmate turns on his mp3 player. And every evening at 8pm Andrew takes one hour just for himself, sits on the sofa and religiously listens to the playlist his soulmate is playing. It’s a habit he took up in juvie, a habit he would never give up to.

The Foxhole’s first album jumps straight to the first position of the Alternative Music chart. Right on the day it comes out.

When they get the news Nicky is so ecstatic he jumps on the sofa like a child. Aaron hugs his girlfriend, lifts her up and makes her spin in the kitchen as they laugh and laugh and laugh. Kevin just smiles, which is quite shocking per se.

Andrew’s heart skips a beat only when at 8pm he hears his soulmate listening to The Foxhole’s album. And at that, just at that, his lips slowly curl up into a smile.

After that, Andrew’s life gets the more and more chaotic. It’s shows and interviews and world tours. It’s trying to set an alarm at 8pm even when he barely has time to breathe just to listen to a couple of songs from his soulmate’s evening music session.

It’s waking up at 5am when in Paris and cursing the European tour. And then it’s missing it. Missing it when he crashes on the couch and his meds take too much out of him. It’s having The Foxhole’s concerts set at 8pm.

It’s Andrew secretly hoping his soulmate listens to his concerts because Andrew can’t listen to his playlists. It’s Andrew wishing he’d stop hoping his soulmate would come find him after a concert.

Andrew is taken off his court-mandated meds during the pause between their last tour and the new album. The drug-induced mania wears off, leaving Andrew alone, parsing through the white noise in his brain and the thoughts that won’t leave him alone. Never never never.

One night he’s so drained out by the effort of overcoming his addiction and getting used to the new way is brain is wired, he falls asleep on the sofa before 8pm.

He wakes up at 2am, angry and frustrated and pissed off he’s missed his soulmate’s daily playlist. And if Andrew, frustrated beyond words, picks up his guitar and starts trying to put his thoughts into notes nobody has to know.

It’s not like Kevin will judge if he finds out. Kevin himself started composing to fight his own alcoholism.

But nobody really has to know. Not even when Andrew makes a habit of it. Picking up his guitar and humming along with the music he plays- trying to figure out what sounds right and what doesn’t. What eases the pressure on his skull, what makes his head hurt even more.

Nobody has to know, but he kinds of forgets that his soulmate *does* know. And Andrew tries so hard not to react. But when in the morning he hears his soulmate singing along to his new song, Andrew finds himself smiling. Andrew is sooo fucked.

Let’s not even talk about the somersaults his stomach makes when his soulmate starts playing awful upbeat songs whenever Andrew stops composing. He hates those songs, thanks but no thanks.

But his soulmate annoyingly persists pestering him with happy songs. And Andrew gets what his soulmate is doing, he knows his soulmate is doing his best to show him he likes what he’s doing, he gets it, he’s just not ready to admit it to himself.

He ends up telling Aaron. And it’s just because he needs to have someone else play with him. Just to test out a few things. Not because it’s Aaron.

Aaron who disgustingly smiles at him when Andrew shows him what he has composed. Aaron who knows he has a soulmate. Aaron who asks “it’s him isn’t it?” when Andrew puts his hands in his hair because his soulmate is listening to one of his sickening upbeat songs.

Aaron who tells Kevin. Fuck you Aaron.

Andrew knows Kevin would happily crack his head open if he didn’t need a singer and guitarist. He hears him mutter something like “that fucker knew how to compose and he never said anything before”.

They end up rehearsing the song together. First it’s just Aaron and Andrew showing Kevin and Nicky the ropes, then it’s the whole band. And if the smile on Kevin’s lips is any indication, the song is good. Damn good.

They end up including it in the new album. And Andrew is okay with it. But then Wymack hears it and decides it’s going to be the single paving the way for the album. Andrew doesn’t want to, it’s *his* song, it’s something he’d come to share with his soulmate and his soulmate alone.

He was happy with it becoming part of the album. He had anticipated how it’d feel like to hear his soulmate listening to their album and recognising the song. He had not anticipated the song becoming mainstream.

But he says yes to Wymack. He owes him that much. He still decides to do things his own way.

The Foxhole are supposed to debut the song during the first concert of their promotional tour. It’s Kevin who usually does the talking, but before he can start presenting the new single Andrew snatches the mic.

He feels Kevin’s eyes drill holes in his head when he says why he wrote the song, why he recorded it and- and that’s all because he has an annoying soulmate who supports him. And when he finishes Aaron is smiling (fuck you Aaron) and Nicky is staring at him with his mouth open.

If the screams and the yells and the choruses asking for an encore are any indication, the crowd loves the song. Andrew doesn’t care. His head is screaming “now he knows now he know now he knows”. And who would ever want to have anything to do with him. He’s fucked up. Oh he’s fucked it all up.

He grits his teeth through the concert, trying to prevent the walls in his head from crumbling down right in front of thousands of people. He regrets saying it but he misses his meds. They made this part easier, they didn’t let him dwell and spiral down into chaos.

When the show finishes he knows what’s waiting for him. A wall of fans screaming to his face that they are his soulmate- Aaron had warned him about it when Andrew had told him what he’d planned on doing.

He locks the door of his changing room and tires to breathe through the panic choking him. Just a few more minutes and then he’ll get out, face the fans and the media and the mess. He did this to himself. Just a few more minutes. Just a few more minutes- but the door of his changing room is thrown wide open. The intruder closes it back behind his back and presses his body against it to keep the door shut.

Andrew barely manages to say “What the fuck?”

“Lock picks!” the guy throws them a him. Andrew effortlessly catches them one-handed. The intruder flashes him a smile so bright it can’t be real. Just like the red curls and the blue eyes and everything else about him. Who the fuck is this man?

As if he’s reading into his mind, he says “Don’t worry your bodyguards will be here in a sec.” Another smile.

Andrew barely has time to open his mouth and reply when the bodyguards come crashing into Andrew’s changing room. And right then the stranger says: “By the way, I’m Neil and in the morning you always listen to Welcome to the Black Parade. Nice to meet you soulmate.”

#all for the game #andreil #aftg #tfc #andreil fic #the foxhole court #aftg fic #aftg au #mine*

[xxfanfiction-emo-trinityxx]

Lunch Break - MCR + Reader

Request: ok but fam jam mcr highschool au

Word count: 845

A/N: I… don’t know what “fam jam” means, so you get this instead.

“If they tell me to ‘just swim’ one more time, I’ll-“

“You’ll what?”

“I’ll…”

“Yes?”

“Slam your guitar over their heads?”

Both you and Ray turned to Frank with raised eyebrows.

“That’s a tad bit violent, don’t you think,” you asked him, but Ray shook his head.

“I think, that might actually work,” he considered.

“You can’t- okay forget it. Frank, we’ve finally got to teach Ray how to swim properly,” you decided.

“Did he almost drown again,” Gerard asked, joining the conversation as you walked down the hallways of the high school towards the lunch room.

“He didn’t even get in,” Frank explained.

“You really are going to drown one day if you don’t let us teach you, dude,” Gerard frowned in concern.

“I know, I know,” Ray sighed, stopping at his locker, “I promise this summer you can teach me all you want, but if I drown in anyone’s pool, that’s on you.”

“We won’t let you drown,” Mikey promised, scaring all of you. He had the talent of appearing out of nowhere without warning.

“We wouldn’t let our lead guitarist drown,” you agreed, patting Ray’s back, who grinned.

“Yeah, let’s hope so,” he nodded.

“Cool, now that that’s been cleared, can we finally go for lunch? I’m starving,” Frank whined.

After Ray had put his heavy geography book into his locker, all of you turned and continued your way to the lunch room, where you picked up your food, and searched for a free table. You found one in a corner, and settled down, while the discussion, as so often these days, circled back to the upcoming band practice. It was hard to find a time where all five of you were free, and this weekend seemed like the perfect opportunity. And since your next show was coming up next month you all got eager to practice more again.

“Okay, okay, guys, but listen, I got news,” Gerard eventually interrupted the heated discussion between Frank and Ray, who were talking about how to play the chorus of one of the songs best. “You remember how we discussed going on tour this summer?”

Everyone nodded.

“Yeah, but we also discussed that we’d need a van or something,” you reminded him.

“Exactly! And I got news concerning that,” Gerard grinned, and Mikey nodded eagerly. The other three band members were curiously listening. “Okay, so, my – our – grandma Elena, she’s been to some of our shows, right? So she came over yesterday, and told Mikey and me, well she told us that she’s gotten us this old, fucked up van, and she’s giving it to the band as a gift, or like an investment, and she wants us to go on tour with it.”

There was a moment of stunned silence, everyone processing Gerard’s words. Only Gerard and Mikey were sitting there, grinning widely.

Frank was the first one to jump up.

“Fucking hell yes,” he cheered, hugging Ray, who also began cheering.

“Oh my god,” you could not quite believe what you had just heard, the words sounding too good to be true. And then Frank and Ray hugged you, and you hugged Mikey and Gerard. All of you were cheering and grinning like idiots, so much that the students at the neighboring tables started to send you weird looks, weirder than usual, but neither of you cared.

“We’re going on a fucking tour, guys,” you laughed breathlessly, and hugged Ray again, who was running his hands through his short cut hair unbelievingly.

“Oh wow,” Frank mumbled, and eventually all of you managed to calm back down.

“We’ve got so much planning to do,” Ray suddenly realized, “we need to ask venues to let us play, and we can try to contact people we know in other states and we-“

“We’ll do all of that,” Gerard agreed, “but not now, later. Now we celebrate.” He picked up the tetra pack of apple juice from his tablet, and lifted it into the air as if it was a glass of champagne. Then he waited for all of you to do the same. “To an amazing summer, to an awesome tour and to My Chemical Romance!”

“To My Chemical Romance!” The rest of the band laughed, and you knocked your juice tetra packs against each other, before taking a tiny sip, on which you almost choked from all the laughing.

After lunch you had just two more classes but neither of you was able to pay attention. Instead Ray started to make a list of cities he definitely wanted to visit along the tour, quietly explaining to everyone what was so special to him about each and every one of them. Frank had somehow started to write a new song somewhere in between his notes for philosophy, and Mikey and Gerard stuck their heads together whenever the teacher was not looking, to design a logo to paint on the van.

You just sat in the middle of it all, and grinned to yourself, knowing this summer would be without a doubt the best one so far.

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[robinrunsfiction]

hi! first of all, i wanted to say i love ur writing and think its really well done!! if its not too much of an inconvenience, could you do a frank imagine where the reader is also guitarist in mcr and frank accidentally hits her in the head with his guitar during a live show (bc he’s frank) and its sort of a pretty bad injury so she goes to the hospital and frank feels really bad so its really fluffy and they get together in the end? thank u :)

Frank Iero On the Stage, Who Will He Injure

Pairing: Frank Iero x Female Reader Rating: General Requested By: Anon Word Count: ~1,000 Author’s Note: TW for mentions of blood/injury. Also how perfect is this gif? 😂 Yes I am naming this story because of the gif

The show was possibly one of the best the band had ever put on. The crowd was insanely fired up, you and the guys were all playing with an intensity that was building as the show went on. From your side of the stage next to Ray, you were thrashing around as you played your guitar, getting down on the floor, jumping off amps, really tearing it up. On the other side of the stage, Frank was doing the same, as if he was in competition with you. You and Frank always seemed to feed off each other's energy as you played. 

As you finished the last notes of You Know What They Do To Guys Like Us In Prison, your mind was already on the last song of the night: Helena. You turned toward the back of the stage to get some water when you heard Mikey shout, “(YN)! Look out!”

You didn’t have a chance to react before something hit your head, overwhelming you with pain and everything went black.

~

You groaned as you opened your eyes. The harsh fluorescent lights above you were obnoxiously bright as the pain set back in. A nurse came to attend to you when she noticed you were awake.

“How are you feeling Ms. (YLN)?”

“Sore. What the hell happened?”

“I’ll have the doctor come in and explain it. Your bandmates are waiting to come in if you’re feeling up to it?”

“Yea, sure,” you said, shifting up a little bit.

She nodded and exited the room. A few minutes later, familiar figures filled the doorway.

“Hey (YN),” Gerard said with an air of relief as they came to your bedside.

“Hey guys. Umm, can someone tell me what happened?”

Without saying anything, the guys all turned to look back at Frank, who looked like he was hiding in the oversized hoodie he was wearing.

“I’m so so fucking sorry,” Frank said as he stepped forward. “This is all my fault and I’m so sorry.”

“But what happened?” You repeated.

“Frank was showing off and launched his guitar in the air and you were in the landing zone,” Mikey answered when it was apparent Frank wasn’t able.

“Dude,” you murmured.

“I’m sorry,” he said again and that’s when you noticed it. He had injured every other member of the band before, either accidentally or intentionally, but he never seemed this upset.

Before you could say anything more, the doctor came in. “Alright Ms. (YLN), we have the results of your CT scan, and it looks like your injuries haven’t caused any internal damage or fractures. We just gotta get you stitched up and you’ll be off to your next city. Although I recommend you take it easy the next few days to make sure you’re recovering well.”

“Ok,” you agreed. The doctor unwrapped the bandage from around your head, which was met with varying levels of awe from the guys.

“Look at that,” Ray murmured.

“Didn’t need the fake blood tonight,” Mikey chuckled as the nurse brought in the sterile equipment to stitch up your forehead.

“And I’m out,” Gerard said, somehow turning more pale at the sight of the needle as he ran his hand through his long black hair anxiously. 

“Yes, if you could step out while we take care of her, that would be for the best. We’ll let you know when we’re done,” the doctor said kindly. The guys all nodded before filing out. Everyone except Frank, who finally stepped forward and took your hand.

“It’s my fault, I’m gonna stay,” he said defiantly.

The doctor looked at you. “It’s fine,” you shrugged. With that, the doctor set to work. It didn’t take long before you were done and the nurse was instructing you to wait for some paperwork and before you would be discharged. 

“I don’t know how to make you know how sorry I am,” Frank said again when you were alone. He was still standing at the side of your bed with your hand in his.

“It’s ok Frank, accidents happen.”

“But I don’t ever wanna hurt you-”

“Just because I’m a girl doesn’t mean you gotta be gentle with me,” you interrupted.

“It's not that,” he said looking down.

“Well what is it then?”

“I was showing off for you... Because I really like you.”

“I’m sorry, I think my ears are fucked up,” you said, not believing what he said. “You like me? Like… like me like me?”

Frank was blushing deep red and pulling his lip ring between his teeth nervously. “Yea,” he finally mumbled.

“Hey, come here,” you said tugging on his hand. He slumped down on the edge of the bed next to you, still pouting. “Every single night I’m sweating my brains out in that bulletproof vest Gee makes us all wear, I’m putting every ounce of energy into putting on the best show I can. But I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t doing it to get you to notice me.”

"Who could ignore the hottest girl in the room with the best guitar skills in the band?" He smiled.

"A lot of people, but it doesn't really matter if you're at least noticing me."

Frank nodded and reached up, fingers grazing by the wound on your forehead. "I'm really sorry. I hope you don't get a scar."

"It'll make a good story one day. And I have an idea how you can make it up to me."

"What's that?"

"Take me out sometime?"

Frank's eyes went wide before he started nodding emphatically. "Yea, I'd love to."

You smiled back as his fingers trailed down to your cheek then to your jaw, tilting you chin up to meet his lips halfway.

He hesitated for a moment, unsure that what he had just done was ok, but as you kissed him back, he leaned into the kiss further.

"Shit, I think (YN) has brain damage," Ray muttered from the doorway, as the Way brothers joined him, coffees in hand.

"Why's that?" Gerard asked nervously before he saw you and Frank making out on the hospital bed.

"I just hope this means he'll stop throwing stuff," Mikey muttered.

#frank iero x reader #frank iero fan fic #frank iero fan fiction #frank iero imagine #my chemical romance fan fic #my chemical romance fan fiction

[ohimtherebabey]

! all of the numbers of questions

first of all, i respect you so much. thank you. second of all, i have already answered 1, 5, 7, 11, 13, and 27 so i’m going to skip those here. 

2. Favourite band? my chemical fucking romance!!!! 

3. Any New Year's resolutions? ive been really trying to be like. outwardly emo and not be embarrassed by it. also, to go to more shows! which ive already achieved and its only march!

4. Favourite music video? helena or desolation row. king for a day is a contender.

6. Panic! At The Disco or Fall Out Boy? thats difficult. i would say fall out boy but they’re really close

8. Do you own a pair of fingerless gloves or skeleton gloves (or the combination)? no :(((( but i want some

9. Do you own any band merch? If so, from what bands? oh yea. ive got a metric fuckton of mcr merch. also concert shirts from panic! at the disco, bastille, the killers, and poppy

10. Got a jacket with pins? yes!!! 

12. Any hair dying or haircut plans for 2020? i’m shaving my head tomorrow!!!

14. Killjoy name? i dont have one. i don’t really like danger days and the whole universe kind of intimidates me

15. Are you into The Used? yes!!! bert mccracken has done more for me than the armed forces

16. Do you want any tattoos? Of what? YES!!!!! i have a lot of mcr designs (as of right now, i’ve got designs for our lady of sorrows, vampires will never hurt you, bullets in general, helena, mama, early sunsets, and welcome to the black parade). also i want a haunted house and some bats and a really stupid t-bone steak that says “tell your boyfriend” to commemorate DONTTRUSTME by 3OH!3

17. Can you play any instruments? Which? yes! but none of them are instruments that i want to play. i have 15 years of classical piano training and 6 years of saxophone from high school band/marching band

18. Favourite My Chemical Romance song? demolition lovers

19. Do you think Twenty One Pilots are emo? i dont think im educated enough to pass judgement. i dont listen to twenty one pilots and i havent heard a song of theirs in honestly 5 years. just from first impression, i would say theyre more generic alternative than specifically emo.

20. Are you into Taking Back Sunday? not really. i’ll listen if its on, but i won’t seek them out

21. Do you wear any make up? only the shittiest smudged eyeliner in the world

22. Do you have black painted nails? yes! i just painted them 2 hours ago (im not allowed to have painted nails at work but im on spring break this week so theres no work)

23. Have you got any band posters? Of what bands? i have a few mcr posters, a panic! at the disco poster, a fall out boy poster, and a pierce the veil poster

24. Do you want any piercings? yes!!!!!! i already have my septum and several ear piercings, but i want at least one lip piercing, a nostril piercing, more ear piercings, maybe an eyebrow, my nipples. i want to stretch my lobes, too.

25. What's your opinion on All Time Low? Sleeping With Sirens? Pierce The Veil? i FUCK with pierce the veil. my second favorite band of all time (im listening to a flair for the dramatic as i answer these questions). i dont like sleeping with sirens but i thank kellen quinn for his services on king for a day. i fuck with all time low (predictably my favorite atl song is a love like war because vic features)

26. Do you think it's just a phase or that you'll be emo/punk\scene forever? i take being emo too seriously for it not to be permanent. 

28. Are you into Black Veil Brides? not really, but i respect the fuck out of knives and pens

29. Do you like any newer emo/scene/punk bands? Which? i love love love destroy boys. also: currents.

30. What's your favourite music genre besides emo/punk\scene? either like. folksy alternative (hozier, florence + the machine) or old school country (johnny cash, dolly parton, marty robbins)

31. Are you into Mindless Self Indulgence? not really

32. Favourite Fall Out Boy song? golden

33. Are you mostly into the so-called "emo trinity" or "emo quartet" or do you listen to a lot of other bands too? most of my listening history is my chem + bands outside of the emo trinity/quartet. i dont really make a habit of listening to panic or fob, and never twenty one pilots. mostly its pierce the veil and bring me the horizon. a lot of evanescence, too.

34. What's your opinion on Waterparks? Palaye Royale? I DONT KNOW HOW BUT THEY FOUND ME? i only know one song by waterparks, so i dont really have an opinion on their music, but awsten annoys me so much. ive dont know anything by palaye royale, so i cant pass judgement. idkhow is pretty good. i dont know too much by them but i liked what i did know. i think dallon did a great job at bringing back the weird stuff that made panic! so good

35. Are you into Bring Me The Horizon? YES. ive been nonstop listening to count your blessings for two weeks now. 

36. Favourite solo project by a emo/scene\punk band member? i love all of frank’s solo projects (i go apeshit for leathermouth and death spells in particular). i love hesitant alien. also i’m really digging hayley william’s solo stuff so far

37. Are any of your friends IRL emo/scene\punk? no. and it makes me sad. 

38. Are you into drawing? If so, show some of your art! only kind of and none of it is good. this is something i did based on a fragment of sappho last summer.

and here’s a quick thing i did for its not a fashion statement, it’s a deathwish

39. Favourite colours and colour schemes? im too much of a revenge fucker to not say black/gray/dark red

40. What are some of your favourite lyrics? a LOT of them are from selfish machines, just a warning. “i’m wanna hold your hand so tight, im gonna break my wrist” “i’d steal you flowers from the cemetery” “there’s no room in this hell, there’s no room in the next” “another knife in my hands, another stain that wont come off the sheets, clean me off, im so dirty babe” “decapitate her and bring her head to athena, unlike her sisters she aint no deathless God” “holding on to cold hands and sunken eyes hasnt held the same charm as it once did”

41. The Black Parade or Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge? this is such a difficult question for me. the demo lovers are everything to me, but, as i have said in the past: the black parade is the best album ever written. that doesnt mean its my chemical romance’s best album though. i’m going to say three cheers (that answer will change a thousand times).

42. What's your opinion on Paramore? Green Day? Blink-182? LOVE paramore. the riot! cd is a permanent fixture in my car. i fuck with older green day. like american idiot and dookie green day. i dont really care for blink-182

thank you again for the questions

#answered #sav speaks #my art #long post

[calumcest]

okay could you recommend some MCR songs

okay listen...i have DEEP EMOTIONS about this you have just accessed the cryptid part of my brain with these words i actually wrote a list of mcr songs i would recommend for someone to start w here yesterday BUT if we’re talking about my personal recommendations outside of the classics aka just straight up my favourite songs then its gonna be As Follows

bullets: ok i cant lie to you this is not my favourite album i have deep love for it and what it did at the time but they grew so much from there this one is like. just raw and raw talent too BUT that being said: early sunsets, demolition lovers, vampires will never hurt you, our lady of sorrows, headfirst for halos and cubicles SLAP. i realise thats like half the album and this is my least favourite album so i feel like its only downhill from here

three cheers: this album. This Album. when i havent listened to it for a while i’m always like yeah this is my 2nd/3rd fave after tbp/cw but then i listen to it again and i’m like jesus fucking christ this is such a good album like GOD its still more of their heavier stuff but it’s much more melodic/musical and put together than bullets was SO: the ghost of you, helena (you can’t go wrong w helena even if its not my favourite it still bangs), to the end, give em hell kid, cemetery drive. i also wanted to add hang em high but that would literally be too much i cannot recommend most of the album to you but watch me absolutely do that with tbp and cw. also honourable mention to 1:13-1:18 of the jetset life is gonna kill you. i will say no more on that topic

the black parade: now this . THIS. okay i know i said the exact same thing about three cheers but THIS ALBUM. this is a little less heavy than the earlier albums and is a genuine work of art i seriously cannot stress to you how TIGHT tbp is how good every single song is its one of those albums that every single fucking time you listen to any song on it you notice something new. i’ve literally been listening to this album for uhh well over a decade i think i was 8 when i first heard wttbp? and i still am finding new things in songs there is only ONE song on here that i would miss and its not bc i think its bad i think its just i’ve heard it so many times and thats teenagers. i would literally recommend every single other song on here it’s so well-produced every single note every chord every beat everything is just perfectly thought out and executed and god i have so many fucking feelings about tbp. without further ado as i have already typed an essay on this: the end, dead, this is how i disappear, sharpest lives, wttbp (this is a Must Listen a Classique), i don’t love you (!!!!!!!!! i love this song no matter how much i’ve heard it), house of wolves, cancer, sleep. yes i literally want to recommend every song to you so recommending 3/4 of the album counts as me restraining myself 

conventional weapons: ALBUM! OF! THE! DECADE! they made POINTS with this one its kind of tbp vibes (musically, in terms of how heavy/poppy it is). idiots released it in some weird ass pretentious way gerard way can choke but anyway. burn bright is genuinely one of my favourite mcr songs of all time, boy division slaps especially the second verse, i also really love tomorrows money, the world is ugly i cannot believe they FINALLY released after playing it live for like 5 years, i also would say surrender the night and ambulance? but those are secondary to the other three 

danger days: now they went a little insane here and by they i mean gerard because i like to blame everything on him frank iero can do no wrong in my eyes. this album has 15 songs of which 3 are a guy (iirc a member of msi) just . speaking nonsense but you got me fucked up if you dont think i wont be shouting ONE OH NINE IN THE SKY BUT THE PIGS WON’T QUIT- while complaining about it. this album also has a song that i actively dislike which is party poison so avoid that at all costs because for me to dislike an mcr song takes a lot. i would howver recommend summertime (nice lil emo ballad), the only hope for me is you, bulletproof heart, i also really love planetary go (much poppier), and everybody loves the kids from yesterday (also poppier) 

i GENUINELY do not possess the capability to be quiet about mcr like i seriously wish i could but this is the quietest i can be about them so i apologise for rambling so much 

#ref #me going feral over mcr? Its exactly as likely as you think #Anonymous

[dentalrecordsmusic]

Ray Toro and Gerard Way are a Creative Duo for the Ages, and their “Hazy Shade of Winter” Cover Proves It

I’ve been thinking for years that Gerard Way and Ray Toro are one of the most important (and underrated) musical collaborations of the past half-century. Their recent cover of Simon & Garfunkel’s “Hazy Shade of Winter” for Netflix’s Umbrella Academy just confirms it.

When we reflect on their respective careers we generally don’t think of Toro and Way as a discrete unit in the way we do Simon & Garfunkel — or Hall & Oates, Garfunkel & Oates, or whoever else you want to join with an ampersand. We don’t even usually think of them as a discrete unit within My Chemical Romance. As MCR fans of yore certainly remember, when you think of a pair of MCR members, Gerard and Ray are not the first combination that comes to mind.

Since MCR’s break-up in 2013, we think of their career arcs individually: Gerard Way, from tortured rock star to eccentric comics dad with an Instagram full of woodland creatures; Ray Toro, from tortured rock star to a guy who released an underreported but excellent solo album and also once ranked the coolest lamps he owns on Twitter. This cover, though, proves to us that the same collaboration that was at the core of MCR’s genre-bending sound is just as potent today as it was in the ‘00s.

The intro of the track sounds like we’re heading for some deeply bizarre electronica. The vocals are drifting and ethereal and I don’t know whose idea it was to somehow make sleigh bells psychedelic (my suspicion is Gerard “I’ve always wanted to do a flute solo” Way), but that person just blew open my entire skull because that is not a musical effect I thought was possible.

Yet as the intro builds and then drops, it doesn’t catapult into the noncommital electronica I briefly feared the reverb on those same sleigh bells foretold. Instead, Ray Toro’s guitar busts into the song like a Kool-Aid Man full of classic guitar riffs instead of tropical punch. The eerie, reverberant background persists, but Toro’s guitar cuts its way out of the mist with unsettling urgency. Instead, in combination with Way’s wailing yet decisive tenor vocals, these disparate elements build a sound that feels too big for itself: expansive, yet menacing.

Simon & Garfunkel’s acoustic original, with its startling trumpets and the abrupt clip of its pace in contrast to most of the duo’s work, also creates a sense of urgency. In that version, it’s the desperate urgency of impending freezing weather, a need to prepare and to brace. In Toro and Way’s version, the urgency is darker, electrified and impossible to brace for. The dynamic whole that rises from the contrasting elements each of them unites is unstoppable. Someone is going to freeze to death this winter, and it’s going to hurt.

Throughout their careers, beginning as a powerhouse of genre-defying creativity within My Chemical Romance and continuing into their separate solo projects, Toro and Way have shown a uniquely enthusiastic skill for mobilizing the emotional power of disparate musical styles into a single, devastatingly effective whole. This track builds on that legacy, reinforcing that the two of them, working together, manage to function as one bizarrely mind-melded musical genius.

Consider listening back to the MCR classics you’ve forgotten about in the past decade, and then to the solo albums that led to this point. Count the musical styles, watch the influences, feel their daring disregard for genre lines, and then tell me that the Ray Toro-Gerard Way creative collaboration does not deserve remembrance in glorious infamy.

Cae Rosch is going to watch Umbrella Academy exclusively because of how much she loves this one cover. Follow her on Twitter or Instagram.

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#gerard way #ray toro #my chemical romance #hazy shade of winter #the umbrella academy #rock #simon and garfunkel #indie rock #new jersey #feature #cae rosch

[postmastered]

I Was An Island

Words: 1653

Warnings: Cursing

A/N: i think this counts as a songfic but who gives a hecc 

Cole watched from the window of his school as the other dweebs that went to his school fled home for the day, only to return tomorrow. The window was open, luckily, and Charles, his best friend, was the last person waiting to go home. Like always. He yelled, “Hey, nerd!” and Charles, being the scaredy cat he was, jumped, turning around quickly.

“For Tesla’s sake, Cole! You almost gave me a heart attack!” Said nerd snapped at him from the gate.

“Yeah, I know.”

“Oh, very mature. Go bother your dumbass jock of a crush so he can-“

“Ooooookayyyy, no more from you, go home and shove your snake up your ass!”

“Tch. I’ll do that when MCR gets back together.”

“OH, YOU BITCH-”

“Charles!” His and Cole’s attention turned to Kat, Charles’ parent. He waved goodbye to Cole, who promptly flipped him off, yelling “That was for Gerard Way!” He watched as Charles walked home, chattering idly with Kat. They insisted on walking with Charles for fear he’ll get hurt if he did that on his own, but their house was around a block away, and they did like talking while they walked home. He eventually dipped back into the school as the two figures got smaller and smaller, shutting the window and roaming the very empty halls. It was a crisp September afternoon, tree leaves turning orange and brown, blowing through the chilly wind. Cole was wearing a scarf and a black coat, walking through beams of setting sunlight, eventually arriving at the auditorium doors.

He, an art club member, was asked very nicely by the drama club and theatre kids, specifically the leader of the drama club.

Adam Adams. 17-year-old senior, Adam. A whole seven inches taller than him, Adam. Stood in front of him, pouting and pleading with him to “Pleaaaaaaase help us paint the sets? Please?” He was adamant (heh) to say no to any other members who asked, but… he couldn’t say no to Adam. His one weakness. So here he was, standing in front of the auditorium, clutching his supplies.

Great.

He walked in, he had a job to do, after all. He shambled onto the stage, moving towards the mostly blank, save for a few sketches he did during school hours, sets. Setting his own personal playlist to shuffle, he plopped his stuff on the ground, taking out his painting stuff and sweeping his brush along the unfinished background.

Once he realized which song it was, he smirked. Gee, that’s fitting. He thought to himself. It was “I Was An Island” by Allison Weiss. He often admired her. Reminded him a pinch of someone he knew. He turned, taking a glance at the empty auditorium.

Come on, Cole, you know there’s no one here. It’ll be just like when you’re at home alone, singing into a hairbrush. Deep breaths, Noir. Deep breaths, edgy last name. Deep breaths, equally edgy first name.

He took a breath, merely saying “Yo” as a test to see the echo of the auditorium. Huh. Fun. Anyway, right, fun, he should be having that.

He took a breath, as he’d promised himself, and sung.

I was an island.

He paused for a moment, just in astonishment that his voice sounded… nice? He giggled a bit, oh, this’ll be fun. He didn’t try too hard at home, just set on dicking around. But doing this for real, less for funsies? The. Best.

Before you came along.

Put your boat in my sand, hand in my hand, heart in my song.

Cole stopped, suddenly. Did… did he hear something? No, he didn’t. He glanced at the doors. Shut. He looked around backstage, as far as he could see just from front and center. He heard a creak. His gaze spanned across the seats, eventually back down to his feet. He pressed his foot down onto the hardwood floor. It creaked. “Well, that explains things.”

I was a fighter.

And I was so, brave.

But I lowered my sword, when you held me and swore, you’d stay, stay, stay…

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Adam was staying late after school to practice football with his younger sister, but eventually she had to go back home, but he decided he might hang around for a little while longer. The hallways did look a lot cooler at sunset. Of course, he was given permission to stay. He sprinted through empty halls, doodled cute little messages on chalkboards for teachers he liked. He decided he might go over to the auditorium. His favorite room in the school. He reached for the doorknob, but heard a sound from inside. A fiend, perhaps?!

He pushed the door open just wide enough for him to slip through, dashing to hide in the shadows so the monster who was hiding here wouldn-

Oh.

There was… just a kid. A short one. With black hair and a striped hoodie.

Wait.

He knows that guy. That’s the guy who he asked to help with th-

O h .

The kid was singing. And it was… oh gosh. He’s so gay, oh golly. He stood up a little taller. He wanted to go up on that stage, tell that kid that he’s incredible, that he likes his haircut, and if he wanted to go get some slushies sometime, but… he stayed. He didn’t move. He was mesmerized.

He watched as the kid waltzed around the stage, occasionally running a hand through his hair.

Now that, that was a pretty sight.

Adam hadn’t moved a muscle since he got there. That is, until the kid turned around, looking at the seats nervously, to Adam’s surprise. He ducked down, hiding from view.

He waited until the kid kept going, Adam stepping closer to the stage with each line. He eventually got two rows away. Just two rows of seats away.

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Cole didn’t look behind him once after the first time. He just kept painting and singing, occasionally stepping back and admiring his work. Once he knew he was getting to the ‘good part’, he whirled around, moving closer to the front of the stage. He shut his eyes, still singing, but his movements had more passion, more drama.

I can’t do this alone anymore.

‘Cause I’m no good on my own anymore.

What did I do to deserve this?

What did you do to me?

Baby come back.

You know I don’t wanna be free.

Oh, baby come back.

You know I don’t wanna be free.

No, no, no.

Oh, baby come back.

You know I don’t wanna be free.

He opened his eyes as the song ended, eventually smiling and laughing and turning back to his canvas to keep working. And that’s when he heard clapping.

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Adam kept listening to the kid until he was done. He was right in front of the first row of seats.

His voice was angelic, truly. He recognized the song, he knew how it went, and the kid’s voice fit the song, but he added something to the song that made it… better? More special? He couldn’t pinpoint it, but all he knew was that this kid was gorgeous, his voice was gorgeous, and Adam was very gay.

He snapped out of his little trance once he realized the kid had finished. He ducked down before the kid could see him when he went back to his work. Eventually Adam stood back up, clapping. The kid turned around, startled to high hell. He was spooked, that was for sure. He stuttered with his words, trying to make a sense of things.

“I.. uh.. wh- Who are you?” Cole watched Adam walk up the stage stairs, eventually coming face-to-face with him. Well, it was more like face to chest. Cole and Adam just stared at each other for a moment.

“Uh.. Hello?”

“Oh! Right, I’m sorry, I just happened to be parading through the halls recklessly and heard something in the auditorium. I thought there was an evildoer in our beloved school. But it was just you. Your singing is lovely, by the way.”

Cole’s face flushed. Okay, what?! No, he’s either dreaming or dead. Wouldn’t be surprising if he was dreaming about this, in all honesty. “Uhh… What?”

“I said, Cole Noir, that your singing is lovely.” Adam held Cole’s hands in his. The other practically shrunk under his gaze.

“HAHA YEAH COOL THANKS BRO REAL NICE OF YOU!” Cole frantically tried looking away from Adam’s stupid face that had to be stupid attractive and his stupid hair and his stupid warm hands and his stupid everything. He tried his best to pretend he was straight, but his skills were rusty. Adam wasn’t buying it.

Adam laughed a bit at his reaction. “Tell you what, if you’re straight-“ He placed a little note into Cole’s palm. “You can ignore this happened, and we can never speak of this again. Or, if you’re not… you can let me take you out? On a date? Please?”

Cole felt like all his blood had rushed to his face. He stared at the paper in his hands, then looked up at Adam. “Uhhhh…..”

Adam slapped him on the shoulder, almost making Cole fall over. “See you around, sunshine!” Cole watched, not having moved a muscle as Adam walked out of the auditorium.

“O.. Okay?” But he was already gone. Cole glanced once more at the sticky note in his palm. Eventually, he broke out into giddy laughter. His! Crush! Asked! Him! Out! He stuffed the paper in his pocket, smiling as he picked up his things and left the auditorium, Adam long gone, already gushing to Skylar about the occurrences of that day. Cole practically ran home, seeing his mom’s car in their driveway for once. He dashed straight through the door, immediately gushing to his mother about Adam. She rolled her eyes, still delighted to see her son so happy.

#cole noir #borb's ocs #adam adams #skylar adams #diane steller #charles jeremiah todd #kat todd #i hope u liked this because i loved writing this ngl

[mcrmadness]

I got tagged by @stufenlosregelbar, thank you!!!

1. Name: Aada (but I don’t like it, but I also don’t know what else I should be called as... and Madness probably isn’t allowed in Finland XD)

2. Birthday: June 23rd 1991

3. Zodiac: Cancer

4. Height: ~156cm (I live in Europe so I have no clue about other units)

5. Hobbies: I don’t have many hobbies, but are computer games and watching movies and series counted? Others: photographing, reading books, occassionally drawing, listening to music, just chilling :D

6. Fave color: Bright orange, electric blue, black. With clothes: black, I also like small red details but mainly everything is black + socks are often striped (black, white and grey) or even colored :D

7. Fave book: Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams - and I’m including all 5 books of the whole trilogy, because I’ve read them all as one book. Can it get any more confusing from here?

8. Last song I listened to: It was the Sponge Bob end credits song that was on my dash; but the last actual song I listened to was something by this Finnish punkrock band Klamydia, I think the song was “Huipulla tuulee”.

9. Last movie I watched: Blade Runner. (Have seen before but just so long time ago when I was a kid that I didn’t remember anything of it anymore, and wanted to watch it so that I can actually understand and remember something!)

10. Inspiration: Not exactly sure what is being said with this... where do I get inspiration? Let’s answer to that one, then. I get inspirations from the things I see around me, as I’m someone who is just always observing and “seeing a lot”. I just rarely get any inspirations that Im able to actually use somewhere, usually I link this to creativity so I mainly get just inspirations for either fanfiction/fanart, drawings or for The Sims :D  But I guess I get some kind of useless inspirations every now and then, if I just knew how to make them useful... But if this means what or who are inspirational to me? I don’t know, mainly things that are my favorites like fave bands, their members or so. Idk :D

11. Dream job: I don’t really have one, something related to animals and horses is currently my “dream job” as I’ve also been studying horses and I’m starting to be quite experienced with this field now, but I still am afraid of having a job contract and not being able to escape. So my actual dream job would be something that I can make a living and also have some extra money for other things in life, nothing huge but  so that it would stop being all about survival and counting euros and cents just so you can buy one bread. And I’d like to have a job where I’m my own boss, I can work alone and no one is gonna tell me I should do better or different. I just don’t have enough creativity to do anything creative for a living, that would definitely also kill all the last bits of my inspiration and creativity too.

12. Meaning behind your url: It’s old as what! When I was 13, my favorite band was a Finnish band called The Rasmus. They have a song called “Madness” and I liked that song and I wanted to use it as my online name but I altered it a bit so it became It’s Madness. I had several versions of this one and then when I was 15, My Chemical Romance became my new favorite band and I created a Finnish forum and I wanted to use my old online name but make it into MCR somehow, so it becamse MCRmadness. Nowadays I usually leave the MCR part off but use other versions of “madness”, but I created Tumblr when I still was a huge fan (well but trust me: once an MCR fan, always an MCR fan!) and I want to keep this url to me so I haven’t changed it, even tho I don’t really use “mcrmadness” anymore. But this particular url name is actually 12 years old by now :D And been “madness” for 15 years basically.

I don’t tag any names cos it would just make me feel bad, I’d forget half of the people and then I’d tag 57285729 people so: I wanna tag here everyone who always wants to get tagged but never does (like myself 99% of the time), so now is your chance to tag yourself! ♥

#tagged #me

[servants-of-loki]

Loki Goes to NY Pride

Loki finds himself at New York pride and some unexpected visitors show up.

Trigger warning: Mentions of Homophobia. The F-Word. (The other F word.) 

      Loki goes to NY Pride, by Smol Angst Bun:

Virgil is a Character from Thomas Sanders Sanders Sides, He is Thomas Sanders’ Anxiety. He’s your typical Emo MCR boy.

Trigger Warning: Homophobia and the F-word.

On Asgard, love was between a man and a woman, at least, as far as the Allfather knew. There were secret meetings in alleyways and hidden hovels where Heimdall couldn’t see. Where the only thing that mattered was love. Loki was no stranger to these secret meetings, he’d loved many Aesir men and women and sometimes those who did not fit those labels.

He had never imagined in his life that Midgard would be any different.

When Peter had asked him to attend New York Pride, he hadn’t understood what that was at first.

He’d been very confused at all the rainbows and scantily clad people.

But Peter, dressed in his rainbow spider suit had explained, as they watched the floats go by. “Things are different here on earth… these parades are places for LGBT people to be themselves out in the open. Though a lot of companies just use it for free advertising space.”

“LGBT?” Loki repeated the acronym slowly, trying to understand. It was one he’d never heard before.  

Peter nodded. “Lesbian Gay Bisexual Transgender, though there’s a bunch more. Basically, it means anyone who loves someone that society says they aren’t supposed to. Or identify as a gender different then what they were born with.”

Ah, so that was how it worked. Midgard wasn’t all that different then. This place was yet another hidden hovel. A safe place for those who were different.   

Then someone shouted above the crowd.

“Look! It’s them!”

Loki looked and saw an old ugly woman leading her family down the road. They were holding signs with the word faggot written on them. “What does… faggot mean?”

Peter seemed tense. “It’s a slur for gay people. That’s the Westboro Baptist Church. They’re infamous for homophobia.”  

Most of the crowd was shouting at them. Telling them to leave. But Loki’s attention was focused on a young man wearing a purple and black hoodie and ripped jeans.

The young man was clenching his fists and gritting his teeth. He looked like he was about to explode.

“Sir?”

The man whipped around to glare daggers at whoever had spoken to him.

Loki was unintimidated.

“Are you alright?”

The man seemed to calm down, to gain some sense of self-restraint.

“They shouldn’t be here! This is our space. They have no right to come here!”

Loki offered a comforting smile. He knew exactly why the young man was angry.

“I understand. These celebrations provide those of you whose love is outside the social norms a safe haven from the eyes of judgement. You are angry because that family has intruded upon this haven. Am I correct?” The man nodded and seemed to be a little happier.

“Yeah, that’s exactly it! This is our place! They shouldn’t be allowed to come here!”

By this point, the family had begun singing some awful rendition of an ABBA song.

Loki mentally counted the members of the family. Then he smiled, he had an idea.  

“What is your name?”

“Virgil, and you?”

Loki held out his hand. “I am Loki. I have a little plan, but I need your help.”

Virgil took it with a mischievous smirk.

“Let’s do it.”

Loki led Virgil to the front of the crowd. Everyone in the city knew who Loki was, and he had become something of an LGBT Icon. Loki could feel the crowd becoming anxious for whatever was going to happen. The floats had stopped, so the police could restore order. Loki leads Virgil to the middle of the street, right in front of the hateful family.

Loki turned to address the crowd. “I am Loki of Asgard. I am the god of Mischief and Lies, and I have never in my life seen a family more disgraceful than this… Westboro Baptist Church.” Loki practically spat out the words as if they tasted bad. “I-” “The antichrist has come at last to bring damnation-” As soon as Loki was interrupted, he placed a silencing spell on the family, mildly annoyed at being interrupted.

“As I was saying! On Asgard, this family would be tried for blasphemy and put to death!”

The cheer was thunderous. Loki smiled.

“However, on Midgard, I am bound by the laws of the land. I cannot harm them!” The crowd’s disappointment was palpable.

Loki’s smile only grew.

“However, I can show these despicable creatures the true nature of a god!”

Loki took Virgil’s hand and tilted his chin up.

“Virgil. Help me show these people that a true God's love knows no boundaries.”

Virgil chuckled, a blush rising to his face. “I can’t wait till Dee finds out.”

Without another word, Loki pressed his lips to Virgil’s. Virgil smiled into the kiss. It was cold but gentle. The crowd gave a collective “Awww.”

It ended too soon for Virgil’s liking.

Loki caressed Virgil’s face while they looked into each other's eyes.

Then Loki turned to the crowd. “Now, who would like to see what a real god can do?”

The crowd cheered again.

Loki turned to the members of the church.

“You have spent your lives spreading hatred and fear. You do not deserve to call yourselves a place of worship. You are animals, and even that is too kind of a word to describe your heathen ways.”

As Loki spoke, the members of the church began to change form.

“If you wish to spend your lives in the submission of a wrathful, angry god, then I will make you kneel in submission to me!”

The transformation was complete. Loki had turned the members of the Westboro Baptist Church, humans, with hearts even darker than his own, into ugly warty toads.

“This spell will wear off shortly, but it is only a taste of what the true gods are capable of. I warn you, Phelps Family. Learn to accept those whose love does not fit your twisted doctrine, or face my wrath.”

#lgbt pride #nypride #marvel #spiderman #loki (marvel) #sanders sides virgil

[undinefin]

アキレ〜さん〜お誕生日おめでとう〜

@red-dyed-sarumane SENPAI!!!!!!!!!!!! happy borth ur and old boy now and i did a cursed thing instead of writing something nice bc this was something that was brought up once and now its a must.

i hope u have a great day. buy the mic bitch. 

Adopting Risru

im so sorry for everything here it gets really uncomfortable at certain points but never crosses anything i promise i just had to work with a lot of tropes that most often deal with love so. yknow. i promise i love you senpai and im supporting you 100% !!!!!! this wasnt an excuse to write sickly things!!!!!! i look forward to more utaite conversations~. 

im not gonna read it over

Genre: cursed Word Count: 3877

The girl was sitting in her room, playing with her necklace solemnly. She sighed and began humming the melody to one of her favourite songs.

“Miwaku 1, 2, 3, kimi o tanjun ni, ubai satteshimau joudou, risei to no kyouhou,” she sang absentmindedly. Akire didn’t think of her voice as super amazing, but she’d been working hard on her range.

“Akire! Come downstairs I have a present for you!”

For a moment, Akire was confused. But then she remembered– it was her birthday!

As she made her way downstairs, Akire wondered what the present could possibly be. Maybe her mother would give her more money to buy albums but...thinking of the twenty something in her room it seemed unlikely. She could always hope though.

Akire heard a small noise. She looked down for a moment.

“Nani the fuck!!!!????”

Lying on the stair was her turtle Sui, on their back. Their toes were wiggling, trying to flip right side up.

Akire shook her head, “Sui, you’re such a dumbass.” The turtle looked at her. “Don’t you dare fucking piss.”

(this scene doesn't work anymore but FUCK man im still keeping it in)

Akire quickly returned the turtle to its tank and then finally made her way downstairs. But Akire was a clumsy baka so she tripped down the last three stairs.

“Itai yo!!!!!!” she shouted, like the damn weeb she was. She landed on her stomach, arms out. She lied there for a moment, tired.

Akire’s mother walked up. “Let’s go! We’re going to the pet store for your birthday!”

Akire shot up immediately. Would she finally be able to buy Water Vapor!?

“No more turtles though,” her mother said.

Akire pouted but understood. Her turtles were dumb. Cleaning their tank was work. Maybe she could get a cute little cat...

The idea of a cat got Super Nuko Ni Naritai stuck in her head. She began reciting the odd part at the beginning, making her mother shake her head in disappointment, but not surprise.

Upon finally reaching the pet store, Akire dashed inside. The cute dogs at the front of the store caught her eye immediately. She stayed at the windows where a bulldog, a golden retriever, and an Australian shepherd were playing. She was cooing and melting over their excitement.

A cat to her right caught her eye. Akire quickly moved onto the cats, watching the lazy balls of fur sitting, watching, waiting. They were so kawaii!!!!!!!!! She began singing Super Nuko Ni Naritai again, thanking the gods (Mafumafu) that it was in Japanese so no one could hear her inner furry.

“Hello! Have you heard of our new pet for sale?” a store clerk said, coming up to her.

Before Akire could even respond, the woman dragged her to the back of the store. In a cage was a small fox, a kitsune more accurately. The creature had odd navy fur, bordering on a dark violet. The orbs were an enchanting blue, curious, and unmoving.

“He’s only $42,069! So cheap for such a rare specimen!” the clerk said. She seemed desperate.

“Uhm-” Akire didn’t have that sort of money.

“Come on!!!!! He’s very cute.” As if to demonstrate this point, the clerk waved a treat in front of the glass. The kitsune perked up, but instead of doing a trick, he growled and scratched at the glass. When the treat didn’t magically osmosis through the glass, he backed up and crashed into the barrier, only to fall back into his cage.

“Cute...sure...” Akire said with suspicion.

“He’s just uhm...he takes some getting used to!” the clerk declared, seemingly more desperate.

Somehow, someway the gods above (Yukimi) must have carried Akire towards the cage, because before she knew it, she was standing in front of the creature.

Akire held out her hand, expecting the kitsune to start growling again. But instead the little fox sat and watched her. When Akire moved her hand to the side, it followed the movement.

“I think he likes you!” the clerk said rather forcefully. “You should buy him!”

Akire shook her head, “Oh I really don’t have that sort of money...I spend it on uhm, various musical interests.” Akire thought of her many albums.

Her mother walked up to the two. “Oh! What a cute little fox. Do you want him?” she asked her daughter.

“It’s expensive though...”

“How much?”

“$42,069,” Akire replied.

“Oh that’s perfectly fine!” her mother beamed. “It’s your birthday, we can afford it!!!!”

Akire watched as the poor kitsune was wrangled out of its cage. The creature didn’t seem to like the store clerks too much. Akire felt bad for him. He was kawaisou.

After the transaction at the counter, the store clerk turned to Akire. The creature was now in a small cage, with a leash (did....did leashes even work on foxes? Were you supposed to walk it???) and a blanket.

“What would you like to name him?”

Akire couldn’t explain why she thought of this name. Maybe it held some relevance to her in some other universe, perhaps it was the name of another utaite that she so loved.

“Risru,” she replied. The kitsune – now Risru – hummed at the sound, as if in approval (I really don’t know what to say here, really, what DOES the fox say. Like???? It doesn't bork does it??? no????????????? wa pa pa papapow! wa pa pa papapow!!)

***

At home, Akire was playing with Risru. For the first hour or so, he was curious, but still hesitant. He would only bring himself about a foot towards her, before scurrying off. The only thing that would keep him near her was a snack.

“Risru-chan! Kocchi kocchi!!!!” she cried. Akire waved a toy in front of her, piquing the curiosity of the kitsune.

The fox squeaked and jumped towards the toy, evidently landing in Akire’s lap. She rubbed behind his ears, giving him ALL the good rubs and pats. Risru stilled first, tense and uncertain. But after such pat, very rub, he calmed and leaned into Akire.

The time seemed to have flown by, and Akire was being called for dinner.

“So, how is he?” her mother asked.

Akire quickly responded, “He’s cute! I don’t know why he likes me though...I’m just super plain...”

Her mother chuckled, “Ha ha, maybe you’re just special!”

Akire rolled her eyes. “Special” she wasn’t special she was just a normal girl who definitely didn’t have magic powers or super strong strength or a great voice, s u r e.

She finished her dinner quickly and went upstairs. It was the ripe time of nine o’clock. Akire stopped by the bathroom mirror, catching herself and her very plain-boring-definitely-not-actually-super-pretty-and-will-cause-a-love-triangle appearance.

Her waist-length, brown hair hung, surrounded her face and simple brown orbs. Akire sighed, and didn’t mind whatever the mirror showed her. She began walking back to her room. Noticing the time, she sent out Oha’s to her favourite utaite.

“Silvana-oniichan!!! Ohayougozaimasu!!!!!!!!!!! And send tweet.”

As she walked into her room, she bumped into someone. The sudden crash surprised her, sending her phone out of her hand.

“Kyaaaaa~”

Suddenly Akire felt as though this was some school hallway. There were people staring as she fell down dramatically, her hair flowing majestically behind her.

She looked up and met with a face. If this was some dumb manga he’d be the new kid in school.

“Are you alright?” he asked.

Oh no. He was hot.

The man helped her up. Akire felt all the blood rush to her cheeks as he did. His sapphire blue orbs twinkled, her reflection within them. His messy blue hair somehow flowed perfectly, cutely circling his face. Akire looked up further...were those...ears?

The man looked quite confused, “Akire-chan? Are you okay?”

Akire felt his hand touch her shoulder to check her condition. The touch sent tingles and shivers all over her body. Was this a good thing?

“Ah! Yes...arigatou...uhm...”

“Risru,” he finished for her.

It caught Akire off guard. “Ri..Risru-chan?”

He blinked – God (Isubokuro) even the way he blinked was perfect. His mouth pulled into a sweet smile, his teeth perfectly in line. “Yes, Akire-chan?”

Startled, Akire scurried back, tripping over her bottle of tea and falling onto the floor. “What...Risru...what happened!? WHAT!!???” She looked at him, now from a different perspective she noticed something. He didn’t have a shirt on! In fact, the only thing covering up his...member ( imsorryimsorryimsorryimsorryimsorryimsorry ;)))))))))) was a random piece of cloth.

Akire turned her face away, not without a glance at his sculpted, fine, perfect abs. His six pack made her blush even more redder.

“Go put on a shirt! Or something!!” she demanded.

Risru quickly apologized and went to find one of Akire’s many oversized sweaters. He threw on Akire’s favourite MCR T-shirt and pulled his hair into a messy bu-

“What the fuck!! What the hell did you do with Risru-chan?? Give him back!” Akire somehow turned chibi and began hitting the full grown man with her fists like they did in the anime.

Risru laughed. His laugh was cute, admittedly. But...it’s not like she’d ever say that!!! Baka!!!!! The way his voice carried throughout the room, and sent warmth through her was nice. Akire would like to hear his laugh a lot.

Risru’s laugh was contagious. Akire found herself laughing as well.

“Kawaii,” he whispered, as if in awe.

“Eh???????????”

“You’re cute. Your smile is nice, I hope to see it more,” he said. “Yoroshiku onegaishimasu~~~” He bowed, showing off the cute, fluffy ears atop his head. But they were bad ears that were obviously made by an amateur furry artist because he also had his normal ears so he had four ears and it looked dumb.

Akire flushed EVEN harder. Her face was most certainly as red as Mafumafu-sama’s orbs. “Th-this still doesn’t explain what you did with Risru-chan!”

Risru scratched his head awkwardly, his ears twitching (the furry ones, not the human ones). “Well, I’m actually cursed by a great mage...” his tail swished sadly. “For 12 hours of the day I’m able to assume my normal form, for the other 12 I’ve been cursed to stay in the body of a-”

“Fox?”

“A human.”

Akire stared. “You...you’re supposed to be a fox?”

Risru looked extremely sad. He nodded.

“But...why would you want to be a fox?” Akire tried to ignore the very Shrek-Like Plot that Risru-chan had just presented to her.

Risru looked almost insulted. “The pets! The rubs! I’m so cute when I’m a fox, tons of people just wanna pet me. But after the curse I turned temperamental, that’s why I was so angry with all the staff at that store. Stupid human emotions.”

Akire just sighed, supposing that receiving physical affection was a good enough reason to want to be an animal. She supposed that being a fox also meant not having to go to school or work at all either.

“Akire?” he mother called up from the bottom of the stairs. “What are you yelling about up there??????”

Akire swore, “Risru-chan, you can’t be loud. I...I have to hide you! This is a secret, okay? You said for twelve hours?”

“Yeah from 8pm to 8am.”

“You can’t leave this room from those times. I promise I’ll take you out during the day when you’re a fox.” Akire bowed. “Hontou ni sumimasen!!!!”

Risru ruffled her hair, and smirked. “It’s okay, Akire-chan.”

***

The realization dawned upon Akire quite quickly. She had ordered Risru to stay in her room, and of course, that would mean he had to sleep in her room and well...

“Akire-chan, you’re wonderful, but I don’t want to sleep on tea stains! I want to be warm,” he pouted cutely.

There was only one bed.

Akire’s heart began to thump. No matter how much she tried to convince Risru to sleep on the floor, that she’d get fluffy pillows and sheets from elsewhere, he stubbornly refused it all.

“Aw c’mon! You get to wake up to a cute fox~” he teased.

Now, if this was a good story (or maybe this would actually make it better idk) Akire would realistically wake up at like 7 in the morning for her morning class (as a result, wake up to a Hot Man which honestly wouldn’t be too awful if youre like super thirsty or smt). But luckily, Akire-chan goes to ~~Animu School~~ so everything works out!!

Akire conceded, “Fine! But you have to sleep as far away from me as possible!”

And so they went to bed. Akire huddled into the far-left side, letting Risru spread out on the right. She tried desperately not to think of his cute grin and Rock Hard Biceps, eventually falling asleep.

Akire tossed and turned all night, feeling trapped in her sleep. At one point, she seemed to hit something in her sleep, eliciting a grunt from whatever she hit.

As promised, the next morning a small Kitsune was resting under her arm. His cute nose twitched in Risru-chan’s sleep. Akire slowly woke him up, and he yowled (I DON'T KNOW WHAT SOUND THEY MAKE IM SORRY) before climbing all over her for pets.

Wait...how did he get under her arm if he only recently turned into a fox??????

“I wonder...” Akire mused. “Oh well!! Maybe he was just cold.”

--Taimu skippu to 2 weeks later—

Akire how now been living with Risru for two weeks...you know what that means dear readers....fourteen nights................

It was Winter Break (for the sake of this story we’re not going to change the times despite it not really making sense, even though I could do it very easily tis FINE WHATEVER) !!! Akire usually never went away, so she was extremely excited to stay home and do Absolutely Nothing.

“Akire dear,” her mother called. “You’ll be alone for the next week okay??? I’m going on a trip with your father!!!!!!! Stay safe!!!”

Akire gasped. Her parents away for the entire time that meant....she turned to the small blue fox who was playing with one of her dogs – the one that liked Amatsuki.

She would be alone with Risru-chan for an entire week!!!!!!

So, you know EXACTLY what happened :))))))))))))))

AKIRE DID LOTS OF TWITCASTSS!!!!!!!

Sometimes Risru would join in, doing duets to songs like Myoujou Galactica and providing the Scream during Hibana since Akire couldn’t (yet).

“Twitcasting is really fun with you, Risru-chan,” Akire exclaimed. “Your voice is so nice,” she continued.

Risru noticed the expression on her face, the way her golden orbs seemed to lose their glow, and how her smile was turning upside down. “Eh, I think your voice is nicer though,” he said simply.

“Uso darou!!!!!!! There’s no way!!” Akire threw a pillow at him.

Risru threw the pillow back in response. This resulted in a full on pillow fight between the two of them. At one point, Risru managed to hit her right in the face, and she began to laugh.

“Kawaii......bishoujo.......deshu...”

“Baka!!! Urusai!!” Akire shouted. She shot the pillow back towards him. Eventually Risru tackled her, his bulging muscles stopping her from moving.

“I think you’re great at singing, and you’re very cute,” Risru whispered into her ear. He smelled like cigarettes and coffee (risru never touched either of those in his life but that's showbiz babey).

Akire found herself getting embarrassed from the words. “Baka!!!” she threw him off and dove into bed. Risru was still smirking when she peaked her head over.

And then he kabedon’ed her to the wall, suddenly he was wearing a leather jacket and his jawline was perfect, cutting. His orbs were an animal’s, rough and filled with passion, hunger. Using a deeper, throaty voice, he growled, “What’s up?” He flicked his head up and did the weird man-nod thing.

Akire smirked, “The sky.”

Risru almost pouted, “What!? You don’t...buy my Bad Boy Act??? This is so strange. NO ONE has ever resisted my charms!! This is a travesty!”

Akire flipped her hair, “I guess I'm not like other girls.”

Risru was now legally contracted to get Akire to fall under his cute charms so she could give him all the pets.

(this is the part in the wattpad fanfiction where things start taking a very dark and somewhat unexpected turn. If I cared to actually write it, it would go something like this:

“No!! You can’t take Risru away! He’s just like you and me!” Akire cried out desperately. But it was too late. The Furry Collectors had already muzzled the fox and were muttering amongst themselves.

Akire resolved that she would save Risru no matter what.

This would be the training montage and Akire would become very good at nearly everything in the span of about two months, including things like knife throwing, dodging, jiu-jitsu and maybe like wrestling or something. Definitely a badass with a sword or something.

Her trainer is an old man and she left a note to her parents explaining that she was on an exchange and they for some reason didn’t question it.

Akire stealthily made her way around the premises of the iron-clad building. She evaded all of the traps and managed to successfully beat up the guards outside.

Once inside, she located the control room, where she shut off all the power. Suddenly, all the furries began running out of their cages. Some of them were in human form, with tails and ears sticking out. Others were still animals, dogs, cats, and the like running away.

Akire threaded through the mass of furries, trying to find Risru.

“Risru-chan!” she called, running from room to room.

Eventually, she reached a room with very big doors that said “BOSS” on them.

“This must be the boss room,” she concluded.

The doors automatically opened, and Akire stepped inside. Immediately she saw Risru in his human form, stuck behind bars.

“Akire-chan!” he cried out. “You have to run, it’s not safe here.”

Akire’s orbs glinted with determination, “I’m not leaving here without you.”

“Well, well, well,” a low voice said from behind her. Akire turned and saw a figure emerge from the shadows. “Look what we have here.”

“Let him go!!” Akire drew her sword, holding it by her side. She charged at what seemed to be a slightly older man. His eyes flashed purple and he grinned, drawing two swords.

The two engaged in an epic fight, with Risru watching helplessly from the sides.

“Muahahahahah!!! You are a foolish little girl,” the man declared. “My project is almost complete. By midnight, your little fox’s worst dream will come true,” he sneered.

“No!” Akire shouted. She delivered a blow to his arm, knocking one of the swords out of the Villain’s hands.

“Yes! He will become a full human!!”

Akire gasped, her confusion stunning her for a moment. “YOU MONSTER! HOW COULD YOU DO THAT TO HIM!?” Risru howled from the side out of despair. Akire felt her heart growing heavy. Risru-chan didn’t deserve any of this!!

Fueled by anger, Akire pulled out her ultimate weapon, a shiny red button.

“I only wanted to save Risru-chan. But I can’t forgive you,” Akire said sternly. Her eyes were shaded by her bangs, and the shading around her pupils looked different to signify how serious she was getting.

Akire clicked the button she had and was suddenly enveloped in light. She was lifted into the air, and her eyes closed calmly. Suddenly, all of her clothing was being replaced with stuff that looked like it was from an idol game, her hair was being done up, and her sword was growing bigger.

Some random angel choir seemed to be singing one of her favourite songs, yet again.

“春と黒髪　夏の浅瀬　秋色の頬　冬は寝起きの悪い君も”

Akire turned all her attention on Villain-san and charged at him with her power. “You won’t get away with this!” she cried out.

The villain was overwhelmed, he screeched as Akire knocked him unconscious.

“ボクはボクはどれも好きだったよ”

Akire turned to Risru, who was still locked in the cage. She raised her hand and some weird magic energy flew out of it, blowing up a portion. Risru-chan ran out, meeting Akire for a hug.

“山紫水明　染まる君と　百花繚乱の日々よ　記憶の彼方へ”

Risru’s shirt was ripped, showing off his Rock Hard Abs. “I missed you so much Akire-chan.”

“Me too Risru-chan. I was so worried,” she exclaimed. “All my training, everything paid off.”

“I knew you could do it. After all, kimi wa boku no (pico) kawaii bishoujo desu.”

Akire’s chocolate orbs sparkled, “Of course, I’m not like other girls.” She threw on her favourite MCR sweatshirt, and threw her hair into a messy bu-

An alarm went off in the building. People were scattering, running around causing a panic. One scientist ran past them, “It’s gonna blow! Our great overlord has fallen!! Someone carry his body out!!”

“ずっと見惚れたい”

Risru held her hand and they ran out of the building, Akire’s magical girl appearance slowly falling, leaving her in the clothes she came in.

“ずっと触りたい”

They reached a window, but it was high up, at least four stories. “We’re going to have to jump,” Risru said, his voice trembling. “Hold onto me, okay Akire-chan?”

“さよなら　さよなら”

Risru leaped off of the building with inhuman skill (bcos he is a furry and anime logic) landing safely on the ground. The two quickly began to run.

Behind them the building was being ripped apart with white threads, slowly turning orange before the iron and metal makings broke, the explosion setting the nearby trees on fire. The sound and vibrations tore at their ears. Shrapnel from the bombs was flying everywhere, and the energy of the impact caused the forest to pulse.

For a time, Akire couldn’t hear. But she could feel the heat of the explosion as she ran away from it, Risru by her side.

“季節の”

It was pretty epic.

“折々にて”

Yeah I think it would go like that. And then after she’d return her magical girl button to her trainer and come back home as if nothing happened and they didn't just get rid of some furry-destroying organization. But in reality this would never finish bc wattpad writers have a hard time transitioning from slice-of-life to action and their action scenes usually suck no offense)

--taimu skippu to less than a year later—

“Surprise!!!!! Otanjoubi omedetou!!!!!!!!” Risru exclaimed.

From behind his back, he pulled out a small gift that was horribly wrapped. Akire guessed that the fox did his best, but if he wasn’t allowed to leave during the night...he definitely wrapped it in fox form.

Akire unwrapped the box, inside was a microphone.

“Ri-Risru-chan....” she teared up.

The boy’s ears twitched with excitement.

“How did you even buy this?”

Risru smirked, “Don’t worry about the details! Hatsutoukou o tanoshimi ni shitemasu!!!!!!”

~ and they lived happily ever after ~

:)) i hope you enjoyed that. please dream about buff risru who's plot revolves around shrek and anime and wattpad. thank u for hitting up my inbox so you could drag me further into utaite hell and i hope u get lots of albums

#do i even tag this as utaite #i really dont want to #this shouldnt plague the utaite tag #writing #my writing #CURSED #PLEASE DONT OPEN THIS #fanfic

[stargirl-ae]

Soundtrack of my Life (Teen Vogue)

I will be making up the ^Playlist of my Life inspired off the many people who have made them already on Teen Vogue’s YouTube channel, so let’s get started here. 

So, hello. My name is Anely and I had always hoped to breakout as a musician but we gotta think realistically here don’t we? This would be the play list of my life if life had actually worked out in my favor. 

Helena - My Chemical Romance: I was apart of that handful of people who really didn’t have an emo phase, this song is very special between me and a friend of mine. He and I have been friends since our freshmen year of high school and one day I had been courageous enough to talk to him cause I though he was a cute guys, anyways he actually thought that I was cute too, WHICH IS VERY RARE SINCE I LOOK LIKE A MUSHROOM. Eventually we starts hanging out and everything and we would skype couple times a week and we would listen to MCR and Disney music and yeah. We had planned to be Gerard and Helena for Halloween but it never came to be. Him and I are still friends and this song will always mean a lot to me. 

Bad - Michael Jackson: First of all, Rest in Peace Michael, we all still miss you so much. But this song takes me way back. In one of my old houses when me and my brother were little, we had these music channels and they would have music videos we could watch. And me and my little brother would watch the music video for Bad and we would act it out and do the choreography and it's a little funny to think about it now but yeah. We still do dance to that song. Plus, Michael’s outfit in that music video is literally so iconic. 

Remember Me - Miguel ft Natalia Lafourcade (Coco): Coco is such an amazing movie to begin with, and just saying to Disney, yes I’m talking to you, you guys need to make a Hispanic Disney princess, Elena of Avalor does not count. I will gladly voice her. Anyway, this song in the movie where it shows the flashback of Hector singing to Coco it makes me really sad but in a good way, because of the ending, which I will not spoil for those who haven't seen it. It's an amazing movie and the first time I saw it I cried … a lot. 

Machines - Crown the Empire: Crown the Empire was my little screamo band phase, and Machines is such a loud song and I really like the music video. I sing that song in the shower a lot. And plus I had the biggest crush on the vocalist at the time, Andy Leo. Yeah they were my middle school band. They always gotta little place in my heart. 

Hotel California - Eagles: Hotel California is a song that my dad had showed me my freshmen year of high school and honestly with the first time hearing it, my whole aspect behind songs having meaning really changed. And plus there’s a lot of conspiracies around that song being about a lot of dark stuff but the actual members of Eagles denied the theories, which I honestly don’t believe. Anyway, it’s a badass song, with the drums and the guitar solos. My favorite version of the song is when they performed in 1977 and it’s just a good oldie. 

Si Una Vez - Selena: Now, this song is amazing. And Selena is the queen of Tejano music, but this song at her last performance at the Houston Astrodome was an amazing thing. She put a lot of power into that performance and the lyrics in the song are very straightforward, saying not to play the one you love. Such a bop, and we miss this legend, 

Dime Mi Amor - Los Lonely Boys: This band has been involved in my life since I could remember, they make some badass music and the guitar in this song is amazing. I would love to see them live, but i’m pretty sure that they don’t tour anymore. If they do - they can take my money. 

You Should See Me In a Crown - Billie Eilish: Billie is such a bad bitch,and her voice is so beautiful voice, especially when she did her isolated vocals when she broke down her songs with Genius, and with this song it can be like one, two o clock in the morning and I’ll have my headphones going full blast with song and I’m just in my room feeling like a badass. If I had the chance, I would love tp collaborate with her and see what comes out of it. 

Enséñame A Olvidarte - Intocable: Intocable has been apart of my life for a very long time, like Los Lonely Boys and within the past year I have been more into Tejano music, i’m not exactly sure why but it’s happening. I had to use this song to translate this song completely from Spanish to English. Fun fact; Spanish is my first language, and I’m fluent in the language yet I passed the class with a B. But yeah the song is about a guy and he knows his ex girlfriend has found another man and he treats her so much better than he ever did and now he feels bad for not treating her like a queen.

If I Ain’t Got You - Alicia Keys: Her vocals, the piano, the freaking vibes this song gives out always got me feeling some type of way. Alicia Keys has to be one of the best female vocalist of like the early two thousands to now. Her voice can make you feel so many things, ya know? 

Sola - Jessie Reyez: I love the way this song is written, and Jessie Reyez, she really be out here writing bop after bop. She sings about all these girls being devoted to their significant other and she sings from her perspective that she is just a girl, who isn't perfect who won’t be glued to your side all day, everyday. She is always singing about the real ish out here. 

Sleepwalk - Johnny & Santo (La Bamba): This song reminds of when me nd my family had gone to florida one summer for vacation and it was raining a lot when we had gone and the song went perfectly with the thunder and grey skies. It also plays during the ending of La Bamba which is one of my favorite movies of all time. It’s a cool song since there is no vocals in it, it’s just Instrumental and the old 1950′s vibe from it makes me really happy. 

Edge of Seventeen - Stevie Nicks: For the people who have seen the movie School of Rock, when Jack Black and Joan Cusack are at the bar and then that song comes on it’s pretty funny to me because Joan as the principle seems to be all preppy with her private school, next thing you know she’s sipping on beer and letting loose. Plus, Stevie Nicks is a bad bitch, and she reminds me a lot of American horror story since she popped in a couple times throughout Coven and a time in Apocalypse. I would love to see her in the studio. 

That’s it for the soundtrack of my life, very important songs to me. Hope everyone enjoyed. 

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