#🎤 — chatter

[rq-idol]

slowly realizing how flux i am on being transharmen . cause like earlier this morning im sitting there thinking about being hurt and how im probably permastalked/groomed/abused and how nice that would feel but last night i was just staring at transharmful posts and going oh . oh this is me . i like control and hurting people , i like making others feel lesser and like they cant live without me . lowk need someone flexible like that , or just a transharmful that isnt consistently harmful and feeds u a false sense of security . or one thats kinda pathetic so shoving them around and being toxic to them is still a possibility . oh the many ways one can conabuse ,,,

[silentgrim]

playing ts3 and realizing that you miss ts4 and then you play ts4 and you miss ts3 and………….

[bbungle]

You get...

Moon Bear(Asian Black Bear) & Silvery Gibbon!!

[someprettyname]

SHIMMY SHIMMY YAY SHIMMY YAY

SHINMY YAA

Drank

*drops down dramatically into one leg split*

*twerks*

SWALLA-LA-LAAAAAA 🫦

[muppetyluv]

Get picrew'd idiot..... PART TWO...

[lpsotd]

teehee

[frostios]

I need to not jump the gun on talking about stuff before anything is completely set up but ooohhh im so excited about this silly project im workin on

[chipistrate]

AURIE TAG?? WHY ARE THERE POSTS ALREADY IN IT

GET AURIE TAGGED MOTHERFUCKER

[rq-idol]

being a kin / selfshipper is so weird as a system . because a lot of times our f/os are the other side of a ship someone else has . like a huge f/o to all of the system is jing yuan and he is someone i primarily want to date . it' s both a source and also just ... selfshipping thing . it' s just so hard to make a self insert when halfway through making one you realize oh i am just creating a character in source . and also i am them . whoops !!

[silentgrim]

i regret deleting. but i’d do it again

[bbungle]

Send me a "trick or treat" in my inbox and I might give you a creature of some sort... maybe two...

[muppetyluv]

Collect my Bob Wi.res

[lvndrfucks]

Hi! I love your wallows fics sm!! I have a request for Cole and can you do one where the girl is a rockstar of her own band, I’m talking like beabadoobee aesthetic type of girl! Thank you!🤍🪽

˚ ༘ ೀ⋆we go together like the gum on my shoes｡˚🎤𖤐🪽

You first rose to fame after uploading a silly song on the internet. You didn’t think it would go viral overnight, and you certainly didn’t expect to be signed onto a record label because of it. Since then, you’ve made more music and have performed at a few festivals and events. Now, you were planning your first ever tour.

There was a bit of a debacle trying to choose your opening act until you decided to ask the fans. After hours of listening to music, there was one band that really stuck out to you. They were already pretty popular, but you had already become a fan of their music just by listening to one song.

So, you decided to contact them.

It was the first show on tour. You could hardly sleep the night before from excitement and nerves, so getting up early was a little difficult with only four hours of sleep. You still managed to put on a smile, though.

“Good morning,” you greeted the opening act band.

“Morning. Ready for tonight,” Braeden asked with a smile.

“Yeah. It’s your big night,” Dylan added.

You sighed. “I’m a little nervous, but I know that’s normal.”

“You’re gonna do great,” Cole assured.

You grinned at him gratefully. “Have you guys done soundcheck yet?”

“We’re about to go up right now. Are you gonna watch?”

“Yeah. I’m just going to make some coffee first.”

“Oh,” Cole revealed a second coffee cup, “I already made you some.”

Your eyebrows raised in surprise. “Thank you. Is there—“

“Two sugars, three creamers.”

He knew your coffee order.

Off to the side, Braeden and Dylan exchanged knowing glances and left you two for the moment.

You took the coffee from Cole and sipped lightly, also trying to hide the wide set smile growing on your face.

“It’s perfect. Thank you,” you said.

Cole waved his hand. “I mean, I was a barista once.” You chuckled as the two of you walked out of the green room.

Since meeting the members of Wallows, the boys and the rest of the band had been very kind and sweet. You got along with all of them right off the bat. Since they had more experience touring and such, you often went to them for advice or any second thoughts. They were always helpful with their feedback to ensure everything went smoothly.

It was fun watching them perform. They all had that naturally confident stage presence. You always found yourself observing from the side. No matter how many times you heard the same songs being played, you didn’t think it was possible to get sick of them.

During a small break, Cole beckoned you over with a wave. The rest of the guys were busy with their own things as you walked over.

“Have you ever played drums,” he asked.

You shook your head. “I barely know a simple rythmn.”

He suddenly stood up and gestured to his seat. You laughed a bit while sitting down. He handed you his drumsticks. You felt a little bit awkward as you held them. Cole seemed to notice.

“Here.” He adjusted your fingers. Your jaw unconsciously clenched under his touch. “This is just one of the ways to hold them.”

“Thanks.” You had a hard time looking him in the eye.

Cole spent the next few minutes explaining the basics. You nodded along, listening intently. Every time he demonstrated a move, you did the same. It gained the attention of the others as they would glance back at the two of you. They all had the same thought with matching smiles.

“This is a lot to remember,” you chuckled and stood up, handing Cole back his drumsticks.

“Well, we have all of tour to practice,” he replied.

“Who knows, maybe one day I’ll come up and steal your spot,” you teased.

Cole scoffed jokingly. “I’d like to see you try.” You giggled while walking away, unaware of his stare on your lingering figure.

You could hear the chatter of the audience. It was a full house. Everyone was hyped after Wallows set, which made you even more nervous.

What if they didn’t like you? What if they only came for Wallows and left before you could go on stage? What if you didn’t do a good job like you thought you would?

All these questions circled your head. You felt like you were going to explode. There was that tight feeling in your chest and pressure on your head. It felt like you couldn’t breathe.

Someone knocked on the door, making you jump. Cole stuck his head in.

“Hey. We were looking for you. Are you okay?”

“No,” you immediately bursted. “I can’t go out there. What if something goes wrong? What I forget the lyrics? What if my voice cracks? What if—“

“Hey, hey,” Cole shut the door behind him and stood in front of you, “you’re gonna do amazing. All those people out there are here for you. And so are we.” He took your hands in his. “You’re shaking.”

“I’m nervous.” You breathed out a chuckle. “I don’t know why considering I’ve preformed before, but it’s different now because I have expectations to meet and I don’t know how it’s going to go. It could all go horribly wrong and then, my life is over. Maybe I should cancel—“

You gasped as Cole’s lips pressed against yours. You didn’t move. He pulled away after a few seconds. There was a look of disbelief on his face.

“I…I don’t know why I did that,” he admitted. “You were talking so fast and I had to make you stop. Not in like a rude way, but so you wouldn’t freak yourself out more. I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to overstep or anything—“

You surprised him and yourself as you lurched forward. Your arms wrapped around his neck while his hands settled on your waist. You could feel your body began to grow hot as the two of you moved in sync.

“Hey, guys— Woah.”

The two of you quickly pulled away and took a step back. Your guitarist looked back and forth between you and Cole.

“Um, we go on in five, so…yeah. I’m gonna go.” He shut the door behind him.

You pursed your lips. Cole scratched the back of his neck, his eyes darting from you to the floor rapidly.

“We should probably go,” he uttered.

You hummed while nodding. He held open the door for you to walk out first.

“Oh, and thanks, by the way,” you paused to face him. “I think you definitely helped calm my nerves.” You started walking away as Cole couldn’t help but grin.

hera speaks!

i’m actually so surprised at the amount of requests i’ve gotten these past few days! i promise i’m working on them, it will just take some time. thank you guys for the patience and support <3

also i loved these request bc i saw beabadoobee on tour and remember thinking that her songs definitely matched wallows vibes lol

[rq-idol]

sweetbread

I need some cannibalismcoded nicknames but I can't think of any except for sweetheart

[rq-idol]

everyone at my work treats me too young . they joke and flirt with each other and make aexual jokes but avoid if with me bc they thinkxim too innocent . wrong . bdsm beam . everyone ive dated has been into it or both of us did it mutually . ik its my fault for acting innocent and autistic and like saying im a virgin but :( treat me like im older :(

[slippinninque]

🎤Songbird's Blues🐦

Shigeru Kimura x BlackFemReader

In which your cry is heard and admired.

warnings: none much, cursing, fluff, heartbroken!reader, long fic, prt 1

"God, what a racket that one is making..."

Shigeru didn't even answer as he took in the foreigner pouring her heart into every empty glass in the bar.

He supposed that it was only right for Saturday night. The young and heartbroken often frequented this little bar he'd meet his old friend at.

Over the years it got better with a renovation and then aged again, a variety of memories tucked between seasons and familiar faces.

Now he frequented to check in Kage, who's just entered retirement. Shigeru still kept his distance after his revenge, yes, but he could never turn away from his old friend. Who clearly needed more help acclimating than he originally thought.

Shigeru was teaching him, it was all in the little things. Taking your grandson to lunch, meeting your son for dinner, checking in on a friend over drinks.

Though Shigeru still proved to be a bigger fan of the karaoke machine that was installed a year prior than Kage.

"Ah, they're having barbeque tonight! Always goes good with beer, y'know!"

Kage chattered on happily as he lit his 2nd cigarette of the nigh tand Shigeru was glad to see his friend in better spirits than when he called earlier in the evening. His eyes wandered back to the stage as Kage flagged down a waitress.

She was pretty, very drunk and clearly heartbroken. The microphone stand was the only shoulder she had in the world from how she rambled on about finding a good song.

From this part of town, Shigeru would bet he and Kage were the only two who could understand her as she rambled on I'm English.

"You guys have a nice line up, I-I know alooot of songs but..." to "The Wakage Goutaru album? Alright, ya'll are cooking!"

She rambled on long enough that the mocking stares turned more and more irate. From the back corner of the VIP booth, a hand waved with purpose. A waitress was already stalking the stage as she waited for the right moment to intervene.

Through it all, the foreigner had no clue as her stumbling brought her further into the overhead light--illuminating her sad face. Shigeru hoped she would at least get a few more tears out before she was chased off...

"There-there's a song I wanna sing but you don' have it...Mariah Carey..." A small belch into the mic led a series of words that made no sense to Shigeru but got a laugh out of Kage.

/Each day of my life

I'm filled with all the joy I could find

You know that I

I'm not the desperate type /

Her voice swelled, loud and aching as she recalled the song. The waitress lingered before shrugging and returned to her patrons who now looked at the woman on stage with more curiosity. than annoyance.

Shigeru found himself leaning forward himself enraptured by her expression. He has never heard such a voice.

/ If there's one spark of hope

Left in my grasp

I'll hold it with both hands

It's worth the risk of burning

To have a second chance /

She started crying and when she wiped her face, the mic muffled and whined with a little feedback. It wasn't enough to dampen her, though as she put a balled fist to her heart,

/ No, no, no, no, no, no, I need you, baby

I still believe that we can be together

Whoa, oh, no, no, no, ooh

If we believe that true love never has to end

Then we must know that we will love again, mmm

Ohh /

She swayed on her feet as she appealed to blinding lights when there was a burst of commotion from the front of the bar.

"She's here! I found her!"

A trio of young adults--two men and a woman. While the woman stopped to apologized to management that gathered to spectate. The two men went to the stage and tried to coax the woman down.

"I know, I know, c'mon and let me get you down!"

"Hey--Down here! Ah, don't cry like that--come on down and let's have another drink, huh?"

She moved away from them and continued to sing, her voice ringing clear and mournfully,

/ I still believe

Someday you and me

Will find ourselves in love again

I had a dream

Someday you and me

Will find ourselves in love again /

Kage said something at the same time one of the coaxing men had enough. He picked her up and put her over his shoulder. Much to the amusement of the spectators, she continued singing.

The speakers held true even after the group hustled out of the bar, still trying to calm down their friend against the wireless microphone's impressive range.

All he could see in his mind was her beautiful, tear streaked face. Turned to in Shigeru's direction, desperately wanting to be seen by someone.

/ I miss your love /

The last words before the microphone fully spirited away. Shigeru thought it was a shame that he had no name for the voice that lingered in his ear, but focused on his friend once more....

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💜ending notes💜: I couldn't get this out of my head thanks to Bullet Train's amazing soundtrack! Definitely have a prt 2 brewing! Tell me what you think with a comment and like!! Thank you for reading!!! Also, the spicy is coming soon swear lmao

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