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headoverhiddles · 5 years ago

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You and Me and The Devil Makes 3 - Marilyn Manson x Brian Warner x Reader [Smut] - Part II

Synopsis: Both you and Brian can’t get the substitute teacher off your mind. Thankfully, Brian needs some extra help before an upcoming exam, and your regular teacher still hasn’t come back.

Notes: Long ass title. Anyway, someone asked for a sequel, so here’s more filthy Mancest ft you! IT’S FILTHY! We could all use the porn.

Part One

You bring your lips to your boyfriend’s, lazily making out after an hour of stressing the springs in his mattress.

A KISS record plays in the corner of his room. The afternoon sun seeps in over the countless Judas Priest and Nine Inch Nails posters all over the walls through the blinds that you’ve kept unturned. Both of you like the thrill of knowing Brian’s Christian neighbors might see you and your “filthy sex acts” again. Barb, Brian’s mother, hadn’t been too pleased after receiving that phone call, but Brian’s dad Hugh found it quite funny.

His parents liked you, called you a sweet girl. They don’t know much about Brian, and they don’t make much of an effort to—they know he’s into some dark music and he has a band, but they don’t know he’s interested in guys too, and they don’t know how far he wants to take his musical persona.

You’re also anything but sweet, but Barb and Hugh are well meaning, and you love them to death, always appreciative of the cake Barb feeds you when you visit the house. You think the two of them have some kind of idea that since Brian is almost finished high school, he’d take you somewhere and settle down with you. Neither of you want to settle down, but as far as either of you have shared, you have no plans of breaking up after grad.

You move your kisses down to Brian’s neck, and he keens under the attention, before reaching up to pull you back to his lips.

“I want you again,” you whisper, and Brian stares up at you.

“We just went four times, you brat.”

“But I’m horny.”

“And I’m soft, roll offa me. Gonna have to… watch some porn or something to get hard again…”

“This is better than porn,” you grin, unhooking your bra, and he pauses in his act of drinking down his bedside water glass, smiling too.

“Yeah, you’re right,” he laughs, and smoothes his hands up your rib cage to cup your breasts and fondle them. You lean down to drag them against his bare chest, and his hands move down to once again get himself ready to fuck again.

“So. We gonna talk about what happened on Friday?”

Brian’s breath hitches as he jacks himself to hardness again. “Do you want to?”

“I certainly think it raises some new… things, that we’re both obviously into.” Brian flushes a little, and you grin, leaning down to kiss his forehead. “Hey. You know you can be comfy with me.”

Brian nods, thrusting up into you finally with a hiss. “It was hot… the stuff he did.”

“I know,” you breathe, shuddering as you slide back down over him, “I just wanted the two of you to double team me forever.”

“So is this a thing, then?” Brian whispers, “Like, a third person?”

“I don’t know,” you admit, “We could explore a polyamorous relationship. But for now, I’m okay with secret threesomes involving hot teachers.”

“You think he’s still there?”

“I think before he left on Friday, he mentioned he’d be around for another week. Mrs. Nordman wasn’t just hungover, she had the flu or something. Why?”

“I mean… we’ve got that English exam coming up soon.”

You smile. “We could use the extra help, hm?” He groans at that, pushing up into you harder, and you tilt your head back, riding him into his bed.

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At school on Monday, you meet Brian at the front doors. He’s standing with Daisy, waiting for his friend to finish smoking, and doodling something on his hand. You see it’s a bunch of needles and lollipops.

“You know, you should’ve been an artist,” you smile, taking his hand.

“I am an artist. Different kind.”

Pogo approaches, swinging himself up onto the railing. “Morning, you sad fucks. How’re the losers today?”

“Depressed,” Daisy answers.

“Good to hear. I myself am in a fucking marvelous mood, seeing as I banged not one, not two-- but THREE chicks this weekend at a college tit party. THE MAD CLOWN HITS HOME AGAIN!” He lets loose his usual flurry of crazy laughter, the sound that could tell anybody the bald student was coming from a mile away.

“How’d you manage that?” Brian mutters, amused.

“Sorry, Mr. Big Dick, some girls have refined taste, unlike (y/n) or Mr. Manson in there, don’t argue, I know you fucked him.” He pauses his manic rocking, leaning forward. “I also told them I was in a wildly successful rock band.”

“There’s the kicker,” you nod.

“I did not fuck Mr. Manson,” Brian protests. Everyone turns to look at him, and he smirks your way. “He fucked me.” Laughter erupts.

“No smoking on school property, you goth weirdos,” some kiss-ass cheerleader snaps as she walks past, and Pogo catapults Brian’s pen at her head.

“We’re gonna be late, hurry up.” Brian nudges Daisy.

“This is my last one, and I’m too broke to afford another pack until I get my next paycheck,” Daisy complains, savouring another drag.

“Here, lemme have a puff,” Pogo says, motioning for it. Daisy passes it over, and Pogo flicks it into the grass, pulling everyone inside. “Problem solved!”

You giggle as Daisy shakes his head, and all of you turn when you hear screaming. There’s Jeordie, running toward the school like an idiot.

“I’m gonna make it! I’m gonna make it!” he’s shouting, then the bell goes. He tosses his backpack to the ground, kicking it. “SHIT!”

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It’s an uneventful Monday, until the last class. When you get in and sit down, Mr. Manson is at the front of the class already, writing the day’s class plan out. Today, he’s dressed in a black button up, with a black vest over top of black pants. His hair is brushed back in a fairly respectable style, and… he turns around. His lips today are a soft coral pink, with black and blue eyeshadow. Brian stares at him, in awe once again at the man’s swaggering confidence and style. Why is it that with bisexuality, it’s always a question of if he wanted to be the other guy, or be in the other guy? Or have the guy in him, as the case may be.

“Alright. Before we start, does anyone have any questions about today’s makeup?” Manson’s tone is playful, and a light titter of laughter comes from the students. He grins. “Alright. You sure?” More laughter. “Okay. Today, we’ll be covering a new chapter of literary theory, and applying it to the first act of Hamlet.”

His dark eyes sweep the classroom as he marks off attendance, and when they come to rest on you, he looks up. “Is there a reason why you and Miss (y/l/n) were late today, Mr. Warner?” Your entire friend group looks at the two of you. Your boyfriend just shrugs.

“Yeah, there was a reason.” You raise an eyebrow right back with a smirk, and Brian leaves it at that. You’re surprised when Manson accepts this without a cheeky little order to see him after class, but that’s fine. Brian has an excuse to see him anyway.

While Mr. Manson is talking, Brian writes out some lyrics for a new song he and the Spooky Kids have been working on. He nudges you, and taps the paper, which has a verse written out.

VCRs and Vaseline

TV fucked by plastic queens

Cash in hand and dick on screen

(who said god was ever clean)

He’s drawn a big question mark under it, so you give a little check mark on the paper, with the note:

Hot.

“I know this shit is boring, but pay attention,” Manson says from the front of the classroom, glaring daggers at you two.

“Imagine that lipstick all over my naked body,” you whisper in his ear. Brian glares at you.

“Stop trying to get me hard in class.”

“Why?” you tease.

“Cause it’s fucking working.”

“Do you one of you guys have an eraser?” Jeordie whispers (far too loudly) from behind you. You pass him back yours, and look at him sternly.

“Don’t pick it apart like you did all my other ones.”

“What did I just say?” Manson snaps from the front of the class.

“We were just—!” you try to protest.

“No talking. Last warning.”

You and Brian exchange looks. He’s in a mood today, and you can’t wait to see how the two of you can test him even more after class.

When the class is finished, you all wait until the rest of the students are gone. Pogo looks back at you two from the door, making obscene blow job gestures. Mr. Manson doesn’t look up from the desk.

“Did you need something, Mr. Bier?”

“Not me!” Pogo snickers, dashing off to go catch up with Daisy and Jeordie.

“Mr. Manson?” Brian asks, “I need a little bit of help with studying for the upcoming exam. I dedicate a lot of time to my band, and… don’t study as much as I should.”

“Mm. And (y/n)? You just gonna watch your boyfriend... ask for help?” Manson asks.

“I might learn a few things too, by sticking around,” you say, and lean forward against your desk. Manson’s eyes roam down to your cleavage, and he closes his book, getting up. He walks over to the door, locks it, and comes back over.

“The English exam. Yeah. As you know, I don’t know much about your curriculum, or really, about the exam itself.”

“Doesn’t mean you can’t try to help us out,” you say. “Please sir? We really need help.” Mr. Manson looks at you, blue and black shadow making his hooded eyes seem supernatural.

“I’ll see what I can do.”

Brian walks over to his desk, chin jutted out in confidence that will be lost as soon as Manson looks him in the eye. Sure enough, when the substitute gives your boyfriend one of his looks up and down, sweeping his entire body as if he’s a meal about to be devoured, Brian shudders. But he’s not about to lose his cool.

“See… I don’t get the whole psychoanalytic theory,” Brian says, putting the book down in front of Mr. Manson, “I don’t see how it applies to Hamlet.”

“Of course you pick the Freudian thing.” He sighs. “Well first, you have to understand psychoanalysis.” Manson looks over to you pointedly. “I’m sure you know all about Freud and his phallic symbols. You two had a lot of fun drawing them on your notes last Friday.”

Brian laughs a little at that. Wrong move. Manson gets up, and in one quick stride, he has your boyfriend pushed down and bent over the desk, ass up.

“What the fuck?” Brian mutters, but you can hear the whine at the end of his protest. Your legs rub together as your finger grazes your lower lip… you want to see how this turns out.

“Here’s what I’m gonna do,” Manson says slowly, “I’m gonna help you two, since you fuck around in class all the time and never pay attention.” He leans in close to Brian, and your boyfriend glares up at him for holding him in such a vulnerable position. Manson just smirks, and gets out a ruler from the desk. “Our angel over there is gonna answer some questions of mine, baby. Got it?”

“What do you—?” A sharp slap echoes, as Manson hits the desk with the ruler hard.

“You say yes sir, and no sir, or this desk will be that pretty little ass. Understood?”

“Yes sir,” Brian breathes, laying his face down on the desk. You raise an eyebrow, spreading your legs just a bit.

“You really have enough confidence in me that I know these answers?” you grin.

“Nah. I’m counting on you not knowing a single one, baby girl,” Manson smiles, and traces the ruler up Brian’s back. “But try your best. He’s counting on you.” Manson gets the ruler ready again. "Tell me what the basis of psychoanalytic theory is."

"It's a theory that draws from psychoanalyzing the behavior of the characters in the... in the story," you say, eyes trained on Brian.

"Good start," Manson nods, rubbing his hand up Brian's back, "Saved you this time, sweetheart." Brian makes a noise, akin to a moan, and Manson looks at you again, expectantly, from the depths of that eyeshadow. "What are some examples?"

"There's... a response to modern day literature from a new and improved perspective."

"Wrong," Manson says, "That's postmodernism."

“Aw. Guess that must’ve slipped my mind.” You shift in your seat, reaching down to touch yourself. Manson sees this out of the corner of his eye, and lifts his chin.

"Mr. Warner?"

Brian obediently pulls down his leggings just enough. Not satisfied with this, Manson pulls them down to his knobby knees, and hits him hard with the ruler. Brian's hips rut against the desk, and your pussy clenches as you rub faster circles.

"Again, sir," Brian whimpers.

"You want another one?" Manson asks.

"Yes, sir."

"(y/n)... your boy here's a bit of a slut."

"I'd have to agree," you grin, head rolling back as a moan is drawn from your throat.

"I guess I should know that by now. Have you ever tried fucking him?"

Brian's breath hitches, and you think about this. "He's never asked."

"Imagine how that'd feel, hm?" the teacher whispers in Brian's ear, "Her fingers inside of you... filling you up. You like that?"

"Fuck, fuck," Brian groans, hips pushing forward against the desk. He's painfully hard.

"Gonna cum in your pants?” Manson rasps.

“No...” Brian clenches his jaw. “Ugh...”

“What if she fucked you with three fingers? Spreading this perfect ass wide open?" he continues to tease, snarling, "What if I did? You like the pain, don't you? It turns you on." Manson spanks him again, harder, and you can see the red imprint he’s left.

"Yeah..." Brian moans, his usual grumble raising in pitch. "I want you both to fuck me."

"First, you get to watch." Mr. Manson looks over to you, and beckons. You make a show of teasing back, mouthing 'me?' Before Manson has a chance to threaten, you stand, walking over to the teacher. He stands a full few feet taller than you, the height difference still as hot as it was in the washroom the other day. He takes you by the shoulders, and brings his lips to yours. The kiss is sloppy and heated. You moan, sliding your hand down to cup his cock through his black slacks. You can feel the hefty erection respond to your touch, but you want to feel it inside you, fucking you. Brian watches, and reaches down to give himself some relief.

"Ah ah," you break away from the kiss to say, "Someone's being naughty." Brian shoots you a glare for ratting him out, and you blow your boyfriend a kiss as Manson turns to look at him.

"Do I have to tie you up, baby boy? Or can you stop those hands from wandering, hmm?" Hearing that in Manson's deep growl is such a turn on. You pull him back to you.

"Let him stay like that. If you spank him again, he's gonna cum all over the desk."

"Disgusting," Manson chastises, licking his lips, "Filthy filthy, Mr. Warner."

"At least I didn't take out my cock in class and start stroking it for you to see," Brian mouths off.

"I'm sure you would've loved to do that," you smirk, going back to stroking Mr. Manson through his pants.

"Mm. Yeah. Bet you would’ve loved to take it out, show everyone how hard you were. How ready you were for your girlfriend and your fucking teacher to take turns on you.”

"I..." Brian groans.

"Use your words, slut."

"Yeah," he breathes, "I might... I don't know, get embarrassed, but--"

"Sluts don't get embarrassed," Manson says sharply. "Besides, as a big rock and roll singer, I'd imagine that you do much worse onstage. Or am I wrong?”

“Tell him all the shit you've done onstage," you moan.

Brian shifts his hips, recalling everything he'd done during a show. Mr. Manson was right-- when he was onstage, it was as if he became a different person. A persona. Someone darker, maniacal even. Someone who's willing to do anything.

"I've fucked (y/n) onstage," he growls. "Fucked her til her tight little cunt couldn't take it anymore."

Mr. Manson takes his cock out of his pants, starts stroking it himself as you lay back on a desk in front of him. You watch his cockhead disappear in his fist with every stroke, licking your lips.

"What else?"

"I stripped her down naked in front of everyone... and ate her pussy."

"Oh god," you whine, picturing that night. You had both been so high you had forgotten there was even an audience.

"That must have felt good." Manson looks to you.

"It did. It did, and I love it," you murmur, glancing down to your exposed breasts, "Just like him. I wanna be filled by you, sir. Just like Brian fills me up."

Brian rolls his hips against the desk as Mr. Manson slots himself between your legs, dragging his cock between the folds of your pussy. "So fuckin' wet. It'll be so easy to get into you, baby girl."

"Please, Mr. Manson," you moan, “I need you.”

"Fuck her," Brian gasps out, "She's such a fucking cockslut, she needs it." You nod. Manson reaches his hand up to cup one of your breasts as he slides in, filling you to the hilt.

"Oh god," you manage out, hands grabbing at the edges of the small desk. Manson’s cock isn’t as long as Brian’s, but it’s thicker, so thick you can feel the pain of the stretch.

"Fuck," Brian whines, watching Manson pull out almost fully then pound back into you. He’s frustrated—he can’t touch himself, and his cock is heavy and weeping against the desk. He could cum from any little touch at this point.

"If you even think about touching your cock, the punishment will be unimaginable," Manson growls to your brat of a boyfriend. Brian groans in complaint, resting his head against the desk as he continues to rock his hips and watch. "Tell me more about how you fuck (y/n)," Manson says, thrusting in hard. The desk skids back a couple of inches, and you gasp. "Ah, nope. The principal could still walk by, baby girl. Don't want him to hear the three of us acting out our own little porno, do you?"

"No, sir."

"No. That's right. Mr. Warner? You were saying?"

"I fuck her all the time," Brian says, words tumbling out of his mouth as he loses his grip. "We fuck between classes, before class, after class. She always wants my dick.”

"Yeah?" Mr. Manson asks, humming low in his chest. "Seems like you just can't get satisfied baby, hm?"

"I get satisfied," you reply, grinding your hips down obscenely, "I just love his cock so much that I want it all the time. I love feeling full."

"Why don't we make good and sure you're nice and full then?" Manson beckons Brian over, not stopping his thrusts for a second. Brian’s surprised for a moment that he gets to move or do anything, but quickly complies. Manson’s belt jangles as he grunts, balls slapping your ass. "Give our baby girl a mouthful."

Your eyes light up, and Brian's lips quirk up. He loves watching you get used, and being a part of it is almost too much for him. He stands, and gets over top of your face, willing himself not to blow the minute he pushes between your pretty pink lips.

"Lemme see that nice cock, baby boy," Manson rasps. His breath hitches when Brian strokes his fist all the way up the length, over the head, and back down. "Mmm, perfect. Give her some, she looks thirsty."

"Take it, baby," Brian whispers, biting his lip as he smacks his cock against your lips, "C'mon, you know you want it."

"You know her safe word?" Manson mutters. Brian nods. You open wide for your boyfriend, and he slides his cock into your mouth, stopping before it hits the back of your throat. He raises his eyebrows down to you, and you nod again, feverishly. It's almost too much, the older man fucking you into the desk so hard and your boyfriend using your mouth to get off. But you love the thrill, and you're getting closer to your climax every second.

"You're doing so good," Mr. Manson says to you, stroking down your pelvic bone to caress your stomach, your clit, down to your inner thighs. Your hips buck. "Shhh. Taking us so good, sweetheart."

"Isn't it "so well?' You are an English teacher, right?" Brian asks, grinning. Mr. Manson shoots him a look daring to go any further with that. Brian knows his place, casting his eyes downward.

"You like to piss people off, don’t you?" Manson asks.

"Yeah. It's part of my, uh... my thing."

"Your thing right now is to quit being a smart ass, fuck your girlfriend's mouth, and do what your told."

Brian sucks his cheekbones in, biting his bottom lip hard as he feels his cock throb. "Yes, sir!" He gives a sarcastic mock salute with a big dumb grin, and that does it.

"Back over the desk."

"What?!" Brian's eyebrows furrow angrily.

"You heard me. Get back. Over. The desk. Now."

Brian whines, and removes himself from your mouth. As he's walking back over though, the fearless streak continues. He fondles Mr. Manson's bare ass as he walks by, clucking his tongue. "Damn, daddy. Great ass, for an old man."

You smirk, knowing it'll get a rise out of the teacher. But he just goes back to fucking you-- albeit much faster.

"Oh... oh yeah. Oh god," you hiss, trying still to keep it as quiet as possible. Mr. Manson's short black hair falls from his coiffed mohawk and into his eyes as he starts to get close. "I'm gonna fucking cum," you moan, tits bouncing in your bra. Manson pushes in one more time, and you cum hard on his cock, mouth falling open.

He pulls out of you when you're finished, and Brian comes over, kneeling down and taking Mr. Manson's cock into his mouth. He suckles for a few seconds, then takes him down all the way as the older man shudders, buries his fingers into your boyfriend's hair, and cums down his throat. Brian swallows, blinking up at the teacher, and Mr. Manson looks down at him, at the teenager’s painfully swollen cock resting on his thigh.

"You've been a good boy," he mumbles, “Helped daddy cum. I think you deserve something.” Brian's eyes flutter shut, and Manson strokes his cheek. With a gasp from the touch alone, Brian suddenly cums untouched all over his leg and the floor. You watch him convulse through every wave of his orgasm, then rest back on his hands when he finishes.

Manson sits on the edge of his desk, and you stand, helping Brian clean up. He runs a hand through his long black hair, and fiddles his tongue against his lip ring.

"You know... you should come check out the Spooky Kids in concert sometime."

Manson runs a hand through his hair, making sure he looks his best-- comfortably disheveled. "Your band?"

"Yeah. You were in a band yourself, weren't you?" Brian smirks.

“Yeah.”

"As long as you bring some good, uh... you know, nose candy-- gotta make the sacrificial offerings to the band-- then feel free to show up."

“He doesn’t do nose candy, bring some ring pops and lollipops and that’ll be more than sufficient,” you say, rolling your eyes.

“What makes you think I've got drugs on me anyway?" Manson deadpans. "I'm a fuckin' high school English teacher." Brian stares at the debauched man with lipstick smeared down his chin and hair standing up from all angles. Manson bursts into what can only be described as giggles. "Yeah. Well, I’m not about to give my drugs away to a group of 18 year old musicians. Then you’d turn out just like me.”

“That wouldn’t be so bad,” Brian teases, tugging slightly at the silver skull brooch on Manson’s lapel. Manson strokes his knuckles.

“If I'm still in town, I'll see if I can make it to a show. You seem like you’d be good. Like you’ve got rock star in your blood.” It’s as if Brian’s whole body blushes—it’s freaking cute you think, as you fix your hair. “--But only if I get to come backstage with the rest of the groupies."

"Oh," you smile, approaching to fix Mr. Manson’s black tie, "We'll be waiting for you."

“Who else is in this band?” Manson asks out of curiosity. “Anyone else from this class?”

“Stephen, Scott, Jeordie. Another kid named Freddy, doesn’t go here.”

“Bier is crazy enough to be in a band, I’d believe that. Putesky, that’s interesting. He doesn’t seem the type. He seems like he’d be the type to yell at people like you to turn the music down.”

Brian nods, “Yeah, we tell him that all the time. He looks like someone’s grandpa. He shreds on the guitar, though, you’d be surprised. So does Jeordie.”

Manson huffs, getting his bag together, “Jeordie? That doesn’t surprise me as much.” The substitute teacher lets you two out of the classroom, and checks the time. 4 PM now. “Well. I hope you feel ready for the exam. I didn’t do shit to help you, but...”

“We got what we needed to,” you say, fixing your skirt with a small smile.

“Good. Cause I think you’ve got a pretty good idea of what’ll happen if you get a fuckin’ F.”

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ladyfiresfanfiction · 4 years ago

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Baby, Let’s Get Naked - Supernatural Fan Fic - Dean Winchester X OC

She paced around the living room, nearly burning a hole in the floor. Her usual calm, easy going manner had vanished and was replaced with anxiety and frantic obscene murmurings to herself. She was worried that she had gotten dressed up for nothing. But she also worried about other things; what if he had forgotten, what if he couldn't find the place, or worse, what if he was hurt? It didn't help that the smart ass never answered his phone when she called, either. But still, she waited, rather impatiently. If she knew him like she thought she did, he would waltz through the door, smirk at her, and say something stupid like "you're wearing that?" or "let's skip dinner and go straight to bed, sweetheart." Either one would have been comforting right now. What was it about him that drove her so mad? Was it those remarkable eyes? Golden hazel, like a wolf's? Or maybe those plump, warm lips that sent shivers up her spine anytime he leaned in and kissed her. It could have been that rough, gravelly voice as well. Or that body, it was so perfect. The strong, smooth chest, those perfect abs, or those arms that made her want to shove him on the ground and have her way with him. It wasn't just his physique that drove her so crazy. It was also how he could be so childish, but serious at the same time. He could make her laugh like no one she had never known. He was kind, and loving, and he was really protective. He was the guy you could always go to with your deepest secrets, your darkest fears, and he would never push you away. He would be there the second you called. They had met when she had turned eighteen, he saved her life. She was always a firm believer in things she could see and touch. Not what she could sense, or feel. But he proved to her that things are not always black and white, and she thanked him for that. It was the reason she was still breathing, and was able to blow out twenty one candles. When she saw the ghost of her ex boyfriend materialize in front of her, and slowly trudge toward her in a menacing fashion, her life was changed forever. But Dean came along, and he was able to keep her out of harms way. The way he completely took control over the situation, how he risked his own life to keep her alive, it was something she could never erase from her memory. And to this day, three years later, she still thought of him constantly. She wondered if things could ever be more than a quick hang out and hook up before he hit the road. In her heart of hearts, she knew he was the one for her. There had never been another guy since he entered her life. She couldn't find herself remotely attracted to anyone in her town, and she never one thought of going with another guy. Plus, he ruined sex for her. He was like a machine, he could go for hours and never get tired. And the way he held her afterwards, it made everything seem like a fairy tale. Last week he called and let her know that he was coming back to Omaha on business. He said as soon as it was over he would have an extra day or two to spend with her. He was tracking some kind of trickster that was killing the elderly and needed to put a stop to it. She worried about him, but, it was Dean, he would be okay. Dean Winchester could never die. Three hours after he was suppose to arrive, she decided to call his brother, Sam. Her mind had one too many bad scenarios running rampant right now, and it needed to be stopped. The phone seemed to ring continually, which only added to her annoyance. She twirled a lock of her raven black hair around her fingers and growled at the phone. Finally, he answered. "Quinn, hey! What's up?" Sam asked. "Where's Dean? Is he alive? Are you guys okay? Oh, God, please tell me y'all aren't in the hospital!" "Quinn, what are you talking about? Everything's fine. The job is done and Dean and I just had dinner." Sam said, sounding utterly confused. "Oh you did, did you? Ask him if he forgot something tonight." she hissed. Quinn's usual cheery voice has turned to stone. Her crystal blue eyes were probably a dark, scary blue. She was shaking and balled her fist, ready to slug him as soon as he walked through the door. He made her panic, think that something happened with his newest hunt. He knew how much she worried, he knew that she had an over active imagination. And that selfish, stupid, boyish asshole decided to grab a fucking bite before even calling her? Oh, it would not end well. "He's on his way, Quinn.." Sam said, sounding scared. She changed out of her body hugging black velvet mini dress and heels, into a pair of black paid pajama bottoms and an over sized Marilyn Manson shirt. Her hair was devoid of the curls she spent an hour doing, and placed in a half assed pony tail, and her face was now makeup free. She sat on the couch in complete darkness, seething with anger. The second he walked through that door he was going to get it. He walked in fifteen minutes later and tried to feel around for the light switch. When he couldn't find one, he called out to her. Quinn had the nastiest temper he had ever seen on a chick, and he had been with plenty of women to witness unspeakable tempers. He had completely forgotten and felt awful, especially since he remembered she was getting all dressed up. He finally found the switch and saw her in her PJ's, sitting on the couch, looking like she wanted to jump him and rip his eyes out. He nervously chuckled, and moved cautiously. Once he reached the side of the couch, she got up and stormed passed him, slamming the door shut. "You're lucky that car belonged to your dad, because if it didn't, Dean Winchester, it would be DESTROYED right about now!" she screeched. "Hey now, the Impala did nothing wrong so just relax, woman." he said, regretting those words nearly immediately. She punched him hard in his stomach and he groaned. She went into the kitchen and started chugging a wine cooler. He took in a few deep breaths before following close behind. He looked at her, so angry, but so sexy at the same time. Now was the worst time to start imagining the things he'd do her, against the back door, on the kitchen floor, having her bent over the kitchen counter while he pounded her from behind. It was all so tempting, and it would be so easy to get her to cave. He would let her get her rage out, and then at the first opportunity, he would make his move. She glared at him. Why was he still here? She wanted nothing to do with him, and her hand hurt from clocking him in his rock hard stomach. It was like punching a brick wall. She rolled her eyes at him. That smug bastard just stood there, smirking and looking at her from head to toe. He tried to move close to her, but she pushed him away and went to the living room. She plopped down on the couch and turned on the TV. If he wouldn't leave, she would pretend he wasn't there. But, he didn't seem to get the hint. "Come on, baby, how long are you gonna be mad at me? I mean, at least I'm okay, right?" he grinned while whispering in her ear. "Fuck off, Winchester." she snarled. He was growing irritated now. Usually after a few minutes of her incessant glares and obscenities she would break and do whatever he wanted. Then again, he had never forgotten to call her after a job before. It was like this unspoken rule between them. He sighed and went to put his arm around her shoulders, in which she flipped him over the couch. She was now lying down, smiling and proud of herself. But Dean wasn't having that. He was now pissed off, hungry, and horny. For Dean Winchester, that was a volital mix. He jumped up, snatched the remote and turned it off. The next thing Quinn knew was she was hoisted over his shoulder, kicking and screaming while he went upstairs. He went inside her room and slammed her down on the bed. He kicked the door shut and they glared at each other. His eyes took on this melted golden lava hue, and in that moment, Quinn realized how fucked she was. Or, actually, was about to be. He walked over and with one swift movement, yanked her up with her wrist enclosed in his hand. She looked up at him, trying hard not to give in. But the way he was biting his bottom lip, to the lustful look in his eyes, and how his body stood in front of her, unmoving and completely solid, she was melting and quick. He forced his lips hard on hers, and she moaned into the kiss. His hands moved down to her hips, and he squeezed them hard enough that she would have bruises the next day. She sucked on his bottom lip and let her hands wander through his hair, yanking on it every so often. He fell on top of her on the bed and their tongues became engaged in a win or die war. His tongue slid over every inch of hers, soaking up her saliva and texture, it was so far down her throat he was nearly gagging her. She pulled away and attacked his neck, kissing and biting like she was some blood hungry animal. He returned rough, dry kisses to her neck, down to her collarbone, where he proceeded to nibble on. His hand slid slowly down every curve, every crevice of her body. He began to grind against her, letting her feel his slowly forming boner. She began to whimper when he yanked her hair away from her neck and bit down, hard enough to leave black marks. She was sliding her hands down his perfect, chizzeled chest, down to those abs that she wanted to lick. He tore her shirt in half, promising to buy her a new one later. All she could do was pant, and mimic a laugh. He was too much for her to handle. She slowly inched his shirt up, and along the way kissed his body. With every sweet kiss came an animalistic grunt deep in his throat. She knew just the thing to do to get him so crazy, so sex driven, that she would not walk for a week. She finally got his shirt off and worked on his shoulders. She rubbed them while adding butterfly kisses, making him shake and pant profane words into her ear. His hands went up to her breasts, each one fitting perfectly in the palms of his hands. He would squeeze and smirk as she cried out in frustration. He then would proceed to wet his finger while twirling it around her nipple, making them a little wet before he bent down to suck on them. Then his tongue would slide around, and he would nibble, making her arch and scream. He wouldn't let her take control this easily. Her legs were wrapped around his waist and she grabbed his face with her hands, then pressed her lips to his, inhaling his warmth. Their hip bones were crushing up against each others, knocking back and forth, ensuring pain but pleasure all at once. He finally ripped her sweats off of her in one smooth motion, and then proceeded to kiss down her body. He got down on his knees, and forced her legs apart, far and wide, wide enough to make it hurt. She knew what was coming, and began to grip the sheets, feeling her knuckles hurt and turn white. He smirked and winked at her. He began to nibble on her inner thighs, the stubble on his chin was sending every feeling throughout her entire body. She could already feel herself getting wet and sticky. He made his way up to her opening, in which he stuck one solitary finger in. He curled that finger, and another and began to pump them inside of her, making sure she was good and lubed up before he began to taste her. She was already whining and begging him to fuck her, but all he could do was mutter the word "patience". Quinn was not a patient woman. After several minutes of his fingers hitting her g-spot, he released his fingers from inside her and let his large, skilled tongue enter her. He played with her clit while his tongue curled inside of her, making her arch and gasp. He had learned a few tricks since his last visit. The deeper his tongue entered her cunt, the more her body moved. She was nearly sliding off of the silk sheets when he hit her spot. Air was becoming hard to come by, and she was begging him to let her go now. He began to lap up her juices that flowed freely from her body. Her eyes were beginning to roll back in her head and her muscles were contracting. She was so close to losing complete control. And that's when he stopped. He stood above her, jeans still on and the biggest bulge she had ever seen on him exposed. He smirked and leaned down to kiss her lips. His tongue locked with hers, giving her a taste of herself. Her nails raked down his back, giving him some of the pain she was feeling. He pulled away, tugging on her bottom lip as he let go. "Are you sure you want me, Quinn? I could easily leave." he said in that deep, hungry voice. "Fuck me now, Dean. God, fuck me now." she begged. "As you wish, slut." he smirked. He unbuttoned his jeans and she watched as they fell to his ankles. What a perfect day to go commando, she thought. He hovered above her body, the tip of his cock pressed against her opening. Before she could try anything, he pinned her wrists down at her sides, and shook his head no. She was nearly in tears from the pressure and the pounding in her pussy. He could have fucked her sideways and upside down, she wouldn't have cared. This building up bullshit was killing her. And he finally entered her. Every single, solid inch all at once. She groaned as she felt his full girth inside of her, and she bucked her hips against his. He was sliding in furiously, hard enough to send her upward on to the bed, the sheets had become so slippery from a mix of her sweat and the fact that they were silk it was hard to keep her in one place. There were loud slapping noises from their skin being slicked with sweat, and everytime he entered her, he banged his hip bones against hers, causing a shock to go through every fiber of her being. She arched in to him, hungrily kissing him. His bottom lip was caught between her lips, enjoying every second of their kiss. He threw her against the headboard, and he gained momentum as he began to pound her aching cunt. It felt so good it hurt, and she was nearly screaming his name. He grunted in her ear, making her squirm under his delicious form. He finally looked down into her eyes, his lips inches from hers, and he smiled. "You always have been my number one girl, and my number one fuck." he said hoarsely. The more he went in, the wetter she got. Anytime he penetrated her now, it made a loud squelching noise from the huge amount of cum dripping from her. He was nearing the end of his rope as she sucked on his neck and wrapped her legs around his waist, giving him more of a chance to deeply pound her. It was all too much and she lost all control of her body. She screamed, louder and louder, with each thrust he sent her flying into the headboard, and he tightened up his muscles, and shut his eyes tight. He let out a massive load of white hot cum, shocking her body to bits. Her muscles contracted around his cock, and she screamed as she released. He kissed her lips to silence her, and she moaned uncontrollably into the kiss. Once they finished, he collapsed on top of her. He was shaking and panting, and all the while she slid her fingertips through his damp hair, and kissed the top of his head. This was the best sex of her life, and she knew no one could ever top it. He laid there, cradled in her arms, and they were both silent for the longest time. He always liked to go out with a bang, and he sure as hell did this time.

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coldkept · 5 years ago

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WHAT IS IT... ASSHOLE DAY?

blood brothers papa roach // remember when bad wolves // where did it go asking alexandria // sick like me in this moment // the sinner is you volbeat // dead memories slipknot // violence a day to remember // humble our last night // the old me memphis may fire // unbreakable of mice & men // someone like you ice nine kills // lifelines iprevail // savior rise against // this is war thirty seconds to mars // kill4me marilyn manson // happy? mudvayne // down bad dreamville // this love, this hate hollywood undead // 0 to 100 drake // king’s dead jay rock, kendrick lamar, future, james blake // hit ‘em up tupac

drew has an impressive collection of vinyl, all of which happen to be hip hop albums. he says the beats sound better that way, and the music is more true to form when it’s coming from a record player. however, few know about this collection, and even less have actually heard it.

he is one of those people that should definitely come with some sort of warning label, considering that he lacks the filter that usually makes most people more socially acceptable. he rarely puts an effort into hiding his expression, or immediate reaction unless it’s something that might betray emotions he has to actually talk about. this means, simple put, he’s an asshole...but not in the fun way. this is your warning.

because of the fact that he is quite literally made of stone, his body temperature runs way colder than the normal human or supernatural. due to this fact, he is often mistaken for something of the undead variety, and rarely bothers to correct people who assume so.

he was gifted sponsorship in return for protecting the town, much like his brother samael.

drew is not at all fond of hunters, due to the roll they played in the destruction of his family. he also is not fond of those supernaturals who happen to be associated with the typical ‘christian holy’ sort of vibe. they were known to be some of the first to demand (read as slavery) protection from his kind, and that grudge is held to this day.

cover songs. he really likes cover songs of any kind, whether it be the collection of pop goes punk cd’s that are squirreled away in his house, or just some no-name band trying to get themselves started on the success of others. yes, give him that shit. he also attends all the open mic nights at the bars around the town, and karaoke nights for this same reason.

he often will set up a lawn chair and cooler in the arena, especially if there is a battle or event scheduled and watch like a trailer park redneck. the possibly white trash tendency doesn’t bother him at all, he just likes to watch...and if anyone were to ask, he’d just laugh and explain that it was far more entertaining than watching scripted wrestling on tv.

he has a poor sense of personal space when it comes to someone, or something that he’s interested in. this however, does not extend to people who try to violate his.

speaking of which, drew is prone to violence as a reaction. this is another warning of sorts, because his reaction to stupidity or annoyance is gonna be ‘i’m gonna hit you’ 99% of the time.

while most might not assume he is cultured by first glance, he can speak, read and write several different languages. additionally, he’s often checking out books...with or without permission...from the library to brush up on his reading, as knowledge is one of the ultimate powers, in his mind. he also wears reading glasses.

drew owns a dog called sauce. he 100% gives more of a shit about said dog than most people.

he can SANG sang, like really sang. clearly he missed his opportunity on american idol, but whatever. we’re not bitter about it. anyway, he can often be found doing so when he thinks he’s alone, or when he’s working on something.

connections:

someone who worked with the council to recruit drew here when they heard that he was one of the last surviving gargoyles. they could have known he was Sam's long lost brother, or not. this can be discussed, obviously. motives for bringing him are also somewhat negotiable.

someone/someone’s who knew drew and/or sam before their family was killed, although they would have to be old as shit and i would much rather this connection be discussed more in depth before it’s taken, so crawl into my dm’s or whatever

one of the local bartenders, because of his tendency to show up to the open mic or karaoke nights, they could be gifted the title of ‘less annoying than most people’.

someone who has taken issue with drew being gifted his sponsorship and wants to give him shit for it (i don’t advise this but whatever) or someone who has outwardly threatened him about it (again, not a good idea). alternatively, someone who is fascinated by the rarity that is instant sponsorship, and working from there.

potential rescues, but again the warning here is that he rarely would take or tolerate a rescue. so, there needs to be a reason that this person has caught his attention, or something that has transpired between the two of them to make said person worth the hassle.

someone or something that he has failed in the past. he has been separated from his brother for years, and in those years, he’s taken small jobs here and there. mostly, he’s kept it moving, but there are occasions that he settled down. this could have been one of them. alternatively, this could have been someone that he’d left behind when he was tired of the town or it had worn out its welcome (because of danger, emotional attachment, whatever).

a witch/warlock/ god/ goddess(this can be discussed more in depth later but like woo woo dun dun).

Lace here, as per always. Hit the like button if you want to discuss anything with him, or if you want a starter.

#sdintro #sdintros #sd.001.#sd.001

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awkward-toshinori · 6 years ago

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Hey Yo, can I get all 200 asks for the ask meme thing? Please and thank you!

Absolutely

200: My crush’s name is:

Horia

199: I was born in:

Romania

198: I am really:

friendly and trustworthy

197: My cellphone company is:

Digi

196: My eye color is:

Aqua Blue

195: My shoe size is:

7,5

194: My ring size is:

20?? hell if i know tbh

193: My height is:

5′7

192: I am allergic to:

nothing

191: My 1st car was:

I can’t drive yet!!

190: My 1st job was:

No jobs yikes :c

189: Last book you read:

Sword of Destiny!!

188: My bed is:

messy and full of plushies

187: My pet:

no pets but ahh my baby plant

186: My best friend:

I’ve got tons of them and I’m pretty sure they know themselves

185: My favorite shampoo is:

ah I don’t really have any preferences

184: Xbox or ps3:

*big gasp* ps3

183: Piggy banks are:

They’re superb but I would feel so bad about wrecking one

182: In my pockets:

Glasses tissues

181: On my calendar:

uh there’s nothing noted yet

180: Marriage is:

Something quiet amazing and lovely, at least from my point

179: Spongebob can:

aww man I don’t watch spongebob

178: My mom:

is shorther than me, that’s for sure

177: The last three songs I bought were?

I didn’t buy any songs but I did buy albums and the last three I bought I suppose were Aenima by tool, Portrait of An American Familly by Marilyn Manson and Slipknot by Slipknot, I think

176: Last YouTube video watched:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4q9UafsiQ6k

175: How many cousins do you have?

2 or 3 I think

174: Do you have any siblings?

Yes, one

173: Are your parents divorced?

nope

172: Are you taller than your mom?

yes B)

171: Do you play an instrument?

Not yet but I’m planning on getting a bass so

170: What did you do yesterday?

I went to a cool concert

169: Love at first sight:

not rlly

168: Luck:

nope

167: Fate:

also no

166: Yourself:

no *oops doopsie I’m sorry*

165: Aliens:

yes

164: Heaven:

nah

163: Hell:

162: God:

nopety

161: Horoscopes:

not really

160: Soul mates:

hmm a bit

159: Ghosts:

158: Gay Marriage:

157: War:

not really

156: Orbs:

not really :/

155: Magic:

no but I find it interesting154: Hugs or Kisses:

hugs

153: Drunk or High:

I personally wouldn’t go for any of those but drunk ig

152: Phone or Online:

online

151: Red heads or Black haired:

black haired

150: Blondes or Brunettes:

ah, blondes

149: Hot or cold:

cold

148: Summer or winter:

winter

147: Autumn or Spring:

spring

146: Chocolate or vanilla:

vanilla

145: Night or Day:

night

144: Oranges or Apples:

oranges

143: Curly or Straight hair:

straight

142: McDonalds or Burger King:

McDonalds

141: White Chocolate or Milk Chocolate:

White Chocolate

140: Mac or PC:

139: Flip flops or high heals:

flip flops

138: Ugly and rich OR sweet and poor:

sweet and poor tbh

137: Coke or Pepsi:

coke

136: Hillary or Obama:

Obama??!!

135: Burried or cremated:

cremated

134: Singing or Dancing:

singing

133: Coach or Chanel:

coach

132: Kat McPhee or Taylor Hicks:

I uh, none

131: Small town or Big city:

big city

130: Wal-Mart or Target:

I had never went to one though Wal-Mart

129: Ben Stiller or Adam Sandler:

Adam Sandler

128: Manicure or Pedicure:

Manicure

127: East Coast or West Coast:

East Coast

126: Your Birthday or Christmas:

Christmas

125: Chocolate or Flowers:

flowers

124: Disney or Six Flags:

disney

123: Yankees or Red Sox:

Yankees

122: War:

I uh personally don’t agree with them and uh dunno

121: George Bush:

Don’t have one yet

120: Gay Marriage:

I find it lovely but too sad it’s not legal here so

119: The presidential election:

Quiet stinky as in no good choices

118: Abortion:

See this topic rips itself in two, if it’s intentionally done I personally think it’s the worst thing to do but that someone can do whatever they want, it’s their body after all, though if it happens and it’s not intended just, big sad react

117: MySpace:

I don’t have an opinion on it

116: Reality TV:

I don’t really watch it nor like it

115: Parents:

I would’ve appreciated if my parents showed me more support and love but not that I have anything against our type of relationship at the moment so

114: Back stabbers:

I totally not like them so I choose to cut contact with them

113: Ebay:

It’s fine till now

112: Facebook:

I’m not a big fan of Facebook

111: Work:

If it’s something I love, it makes me feel good but if it’s not it kind of brings a feeling of uneasy and frustration to me

110: My Neighbors:

They’re chill, the baby and the puppy are my favorites

109: Gas Prices:

kinda shitty here

108: Designer Clothes:

They can design what they want however they want, this is not really a topic of interest for me

107: College:

I can’t wait to get to it ngl

106: Sports:

Not one of my interests but they do look fun

105: My family:

I tolerate them easily but yeah I love them

104: The future:

Other than that I’m scared as hell regarding the future? nah

103: Hugged someone:

Eh!! Today!!

102: Last time you ate:

7 hours ago??

101: Saw someone I haven’t seen in awhile:

Oh last week I think

100: Cried in front of someone:

U H, yesterday

99: Went to a movie theater:

last thursday

98: Took a vacation:

last Christmas

97: Swam in a pool:

last summer

96: Changed a diaper:

never tbh

95: Got my nails done:

OH, it’s been ages since I’ve done that

94: Went to a wedding:

4 years ago

93: Broke a bone:

never nyehehe B)

92: Got a peircing:

I don’t have any but planning on getting some

91: Broke the law:

never

90: Texted:

minutes ago

89: Who makes you laugh the most:

tbh, my friends

88: Something I will really miss when I leave home is:

my stuff but mostly my baby plant

87: The last movie I saw:

Captain MArvel

86: The thing that I’m looking forward to the most:

finishing high school

85: The thing im not looking forward to:

Missing upcoming opportunities

84: People call me:

Satana(I have the perferct explanation)

83: The most difficult thing to do is:

talk in servers or groups tbh

82: I have gotten a speeding ticket:

Oh I’d feel terrible and embarassed tbh

81: My zodiac sign is:

LEo

80: The first person i talked to today was:

my boyfriend

79: First time you had a crush:

in 5th grade

78: The one person who i can’t hide things from:

My boyfriend.. because he knows when something’s up with me or if something’s not good

77: Last time someone said something you were thinking:

hmmm weeks ago I think

76: Right now I am talking to:

@angelwings-234

75: What are you going to do when you grow up:

be a programmer

74: I have/will get a job:

I hope to get one as a programmer in the future (though hell If I know what exactly yet)

73: Tomorrow:

I’ll probably hope for school to end faster just so I can nap

72: Today:

I haven’t done much tbh

71: Next Summer:

Will be so busy and I’m so not up to it

70: Next Weekend:

I’ll be going to a cool ass contest

69: I have these pets:

I have a baby plant!!!

68: The worst sound in the world:

static noise

67: The person that makes me cry the most is:

myself?? sounds a bit edgy

66: People that make you happy:

all the close friends in my life and some artists along with stuff I enjoy a lot

65: Last time I cried:

yesterday

64: My friends are:

There are too many to list them but luv them all

63: My computer is:

full of games that I’m probably not going to finish in the following 2 months

62: My School:

kinda sucks when it comes to students

61: My Car:

does not exist yet

60: I lose all respect for people who:

who are rude and big mean bags of shit?? I could detail this but dunno

59: The movie I cried at was:

Interstellar

58: Your hair color is:

blonde

57: TV shows you watch:

SOA, Gotham when my bf watches it and I don’t really like TV shows though I have some on my waiting list

56: Favorite web site:

https://www.pbinfo.ro/

55: Your dream vacation:

just, somewhere around a forest, it’d be quiet lovely ngl

54: The worst pain I was ever in was:

tooth pain

53: How do you like your steak cooked:

a bit raw tbh

52: My room is:

ass messy as me

51: My favorite celebrity is:

uhhh Corey Taylor

50: Where would you like to be:

Right now?? At my bf, if it wouldn’t bother him..

49: Do you want children:

ABsolutely

48: Ever been in love:

still am ig

47: Who’s your best friend:

I have too many but love them all so much

46: More guy friends or girl friends:

I have more guy friends apparently

45: One thing that makes you feel great is:

achieving something

44: One person that you wish you could see right now:

All of my best-friends tbh

43: Do you have a 5 year plan:

I do

42: Have you made a list of things to do before you die:

Not yet and I doubt I’d do it

41: Have you pre-named your children:

me and my bf came up with some names but who knows

40: Last person I got mad at:

My bf i think

39: I would like to move to:

another city in my country, a much bigger one

38: I wish I was a professional:

artist

37: Candy:

Haribo

36: Vehicle:

Renault or Dacia

35: President:

don’t really have one

34: State visited:

I haven’t been to any at all

33: Cellphone provider:

Digi

32: Athlete:

I don;t have one yikes

31: Actor:

Hmm Benicio Del Toro

30: Actress:

I like some but I don’t have a favorite one

29: Singer:

Peter Steele, his voice is simply, lovely

28: Band:

Ohhh anon Tool and Cargo atm

27: Clothing store:

I don’t have a fav one

26: Grocery store:

any??

25: TV show:

Sons Of Anarchy

24: Movie:

The Alien trilogy

23: Website:

Twitter I think

22: Animal:

Cat

21: Theme park:

I don’t really have one

20: Holiday:

Christmas

19: Sport to watch:

ski jumping

18: Sport to play:

Volleyball I think

17: Magazine:

Don’t have one

16: Book:

The Shinning

15: Day of the week:

Saturdays

14: Beach:

Don’t really like beaches

13: Concert attended:

Truda’s concert for moment but I suppose Disturbing’s going ro replace it or maybe Cannibal Corpse, who knows

12: Thing to cook:

Pudding

11: Food:

Noodles or cremeschnitte

10: Restaurant:

One called Anna

9: Radio station:

don’t have one

8: Yankee candle scent:

dreamy summer nights

7: Perfume:

men’s one are my favorite, gotta admit it

6: Flower:

ORchids

5: Color:

purple and black

4: Talk show host:

don’t have one

3: Comedian:

A romanian one, can’t remember his name

2: Dog breed:

German Shepherd, American Eskimo, Border Collie, Golden Retriever, Siberian HUsky there are too many I can’t choose only one

1: Did you answer all these truthfully?

yes I did it oh god

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New Post has been published on https://freenews.today/2021/02/02/shock-rocker-marilyn-manson-dropped-by-record-label-amid-slew-of-horrific-abuse-claims-calls-them-distortion-of-reality/

Shock rocker Marilyn Manson dropped by record label amid slew of horrific abuse claims, calls them ‘distortion of reality’

‘Westworld’ actor and activist Evan Rachel Wood, 33, has gone public with allegations against shock rocker Marilyn Manson, 52, claiming years of physical, domestic and sexual abuse as psychological torment.

Wood met Manson when she was 18 and he was 36, and began a relationship with the rock star which lasted from 2007 to their short-lived engagement in 2010.

Wood previously testified before the House Judiciary Subcommittee in 2018 about both sexual and domestic abuse at the hands of a then-unnamed accuser, alleging, among other forms of abuse, “threats against my life, severe gaslighting and brainwashing,” and “waking up to the man that claimed to love me raping what he believed to be my unconscious body.”

She finally named her alleged tormentor on Monday.

“The name of my abuser is Brian Warner, also known to the world as Marilyn Manson,” Wood wrote in an Instagram post. “He started grooming me when I was a teenager and horrifically abused me for years.”

At least four other women, Ashley Walters, Sarah McNeilly, Ashely Lindsay Morgan, and a woman named Gabriella all issued statements alleging similar abuse, including sexual assault and false imprisonment, as well as domestic violence, with several of the alleged survivors claiming to now have Post Traumatic Stress Disorder as a result of their harrowing experiences.

“Obviously, my art and my life have long been magnets for controversy, but these recent claims about me are horrible distortions of reality. My intimate relationships have always been entirely consensual with like-minded partners. Regardless of how – and why – others are now choosing to misrepresent the past, that is the truth,” Manson said in response to the allegations on Instagram

Throughout the multiple allegations, many of the accusers also highlighted the indifference shown by his handlers and management when they came forward with their allegations.

In light of the allegations, Manson has been dropped by his record label, Loma Vista, who will no longer promote his 2020 album ‘We Are Chaos’, and he has had several appearances cut from TV shows ‘American Gods’ and AMC’s horror anthology ‘Creepshow’.

In a 2009 interview, Manson said of Wood, “I have fantasies every day about smashing her skull in with a sledgehammer,” though one of his representatives downplayed it as “a theatrical rock star interview promoting a new record, and not a factual account.”

Prosecutors declined to pursue a case against Manson after a report was filed in May 2018, citing lack of corroborating evidence.

Another of Manson’s former fiancées, activist Rose McGowan, issued a statement in support of survivors of abuse.

I stand with Evan Rachel Wood and other brave women who have come forward. It takes years to recover from abuse and I send them strength on their journey to recovery. Let the truth be revealed. Let the healing begin.

— Rose McGowan (@rosemcgowan) February 1, 2021

Meanwhile, California State Senator Susan Rubio is calling for the FBI and the Department of Justice to investigate the allegations.

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Rolling Stone Russia interviewed Jamie before Counterfeit. headed on over for their gigs. You can find the interview in Russian here.

We have a rough translation for you below:

"I apologize for the late call," Jamie begins politely, carcassing one cigarette and pulling out a new one from the pack. Behind the back of a 28-year-old actor and musician, he can see a room lit by a floor lamp with a window almost to the wall. The atmosphere is very cozy, even in the absence of curtains. - Lately, a lot has happened. On Friday, I need to be at the funeral of my friend's father - we've known each other since I was eight, and before that I rehearsed a lot. The whole group now lives together in a country house, but because of the circumstances, I had to come to London for a short time. " Jamie's hair is combed back, with a black denim jacket that reveals a light blue shirt unbuttoned over his chest. The leader of Counterfeit is visibly enlivened when I tell him that I have just returned from a short but exhausting tour with Machine Gun Kelly. "I know Kelly! - with a smile of recognition, exclaims Bower, a handsome guy with delicate features. The earring glitters in his nose. - We had dinner with him somehow, and we have a lot of common friends. He is awesome!"

How do you, the musicians, survive on long tours? I was exhausted even four days.

It always happens - you just have to go through this state. The first week is always the heaviest, your body is shocked, and then you are drawn. I always thought that the most important thing for the band is the performances, so you need to make sure that everything that happens on the tour does not interfere with them. I love touring - it's on the road that I feel most comfortable. When the tour comes to an end, I try not to notice that this is the last concert - I do not want to stop. When it all ends, it takes me about a week for a kind of decompression - I understand that I'm exhausted, and I plan to spend this time in bed eating pizza and in every way imitating a sloth. However, at some point I get an incredible itch - the same happens when we get a day off during the tour - wake up at five in the morning and realize that you do not need to play any concert - you can rest. In any case, the end of the tour always causes mixed feelings - touring is exhausting, but on the other hand, you are on the road with friends, with the family that you chose yourself - this is a bonus. We've known my guitarist Tristan from the age of eight, so we perfectly understand when we start to enrage each other. The same goes for the other members of the group, the tour manager and the technicians - they are like a family, we have known each other for a very long time, and we understand when it is necessary to shut up.

Have you watched the TV series "The Tourists "?

Kelly was in it, was he not? I read that it was closed after the first season, but did not see it. We have one guy among the staff, whose name is Peter. So, Peter is a bloody pocket rocket! You know, we are always involved in the process of loading equipment onto the site. One day I went off to smoke one cigarette, and when I came back in a couple of minutes, all my shit - and it's a lot of it - was already on the stage. Peemar - that's what we call him, - a very short guy, and I do not know how he gets up such things. The guys from our team work very hard, and without them we just could not do it. I consider it very important to maintain friendly relations with them - often you see terrible examples when the group conducts between themselves and the staff a line dividing the guys into "them" and "us". For me, it's dog shit - we all work for the same purpose.

An hour ago I spoke on the phone with Isaac Holman of Slaves , and asked if he knew your group. He said he knew the name, but he had never heard your music. What, in turn, can you say about Slaves ?

I like Slaves ! I recently discovered this band for myself, and was impressed with how just two guys with a guitar and drums can create such a dense sound. They sound very cool and damp - I like it! They also have an incredible cover on " Shutdown " Skeptics - grime is perfectly combined with punk rock. For me, so generally now there is more punk in pimp than in punk rock - they send everyone to hell and talk about real shit. That cover simply blew up the airwaves when it sounded on BBC Radio 1.

Since we're talking about Skept, then how do you like his joint track with Mick Jagger?

I have not heard yet, but in general it's very cool: Skepta and Mick Jagger, two absolute icons of different generations, together! Skept in England is indeed a cultural phenomenon - he is at the forefront of the grime scene, working with Drake, directed by Boy Better Know .

What kind of music do you like lately?

I really liked the new album [Marilyn] Manson. Amazing record - he seemed to be back in those days when I first met his work - then only the track " Fight Song " came out . And after a softer, in my opinion, " Pale Emperor " - I'm a fan of Manson, but I listened to that album a couple of times and put it aside. When I really like music - like " Heaven Upside Down " - I lose it again and again without stopping until I'm already sick of it. This is an incredibly clever record, and I really like her deep aggression.

Also recently, I was mentally returning to the time when I was fifteen - then only came "The First Impressions of Earth " The Strokes , an album that summed up my teenage period - when I first heard it, it just gave me a brain. Recently I sat down and listened to their first three albums. " Is This It " and " Room On Fire " are quite similar, but in spite of this, both there and there are great songs. The third plate of The Strokes is just gloomy - Julian Casablancas, they say, he decided then to send everything to hell - so he was tired of everything.

In addition to The Strokes and Manson, there are many friendly bands that I like, for example, The Xcerts - I'm their longtime fan. Soon the guys have a new album; they play a melodic pop-rockin 'pop-pop, but without any reproduced shit. I like the latest release of The Story So Far ; The new single The Architects , which was released a couple of months ago, is simply amazing! I'm repeating these records, but, you know, when you're doing your music and you're very involved in it, then you start missing something new - I force myself to listen to new bands and be aware of what is happening in the music world.

A really cool service for such researches is Spotify with its section "similar artists". God, is he really inaccessible in Russia? It's terrible! We also have an excellent DJ Dan Karty on BBC Radio 1, he conducts a Sunday rock show and always tries to promote new bands, which is very cool - I learned about many newcomers thanks to him. I also have a brother Sam, who listens to heavier teams. This scene is very self-contained and full of cool projects, for example, thanks to him I recently discovered for myself Worthwhile - they play something like melodic hardcore. Hell, there are so many names of genres that I'm always confused in terms!

It's very cool when you find a group at a stage when they have very few followers - listen to them, go to concerts, and when they become popular, you are "Yes, hell! I have long loved them! "

Your latest video for the song You Can’t Rely turned out pretty halloweeny. Do you celebrate this holiday?

Of course! On this day everyone seems to dress the way we look every day.

What about horror movies?

I've always loved this genre - I like even bad horror movies. In general, I like all genres, because in the end it all depends on how interesting the story is. I think that I like horrors because, including them, you know roughly in advance that you will find out: there will necessarily be a protagonist who will be saved from the devil's wicked entity, or if you are on the side of this most evil essence, you just wait, when it will all dunk.

I also like science fiction, but again, the story should emotionally entice me. This succeeds in the production of the studio Blumhouse , as well as the authorship of James Wang - this guy is just a genius. The genre of horrors, having begun the way from a distant shelf, has strongly advanced in that to force spectators to perceive it seriously.

I have not seen the new " Blade Runner " yet, but I've heard a lot of good things about it. Did you like the movie? I'm a fan of the first part and I understand the general tension that arises every time a remake or a continuation of the classics is shot. Imagine that someone decided to remake your favorite record twenty years later in the spirit of "The album is excellent, but I want to write down my version." A natural reaction to this will be: "Wait, do you really think that this is a hell of a need? Maybe we'll leave it as it is? "This approach has to be resisted internally, and I'm looking forward to the moment when I can see" Blade Runner 2049 "- after all, it's a sequel, not a remake.

In one of the interviews you said that the engine of your creativity - both texts and music - is anger and aggression. With age, people usually become a bit calmer - what do you think will move you in the future?

You know, I once suppressed aggression - in the period from fifteen to twenty-five, but then I realized how it happens to many, that all these emotions are equally necessary in life - they are needed for the senses. In our first album, the malice I mentioned is not a reflection of my current state at that time, but rather there is my retrospective view of life. I believe that most of the art is born out of pain, and for me, as an artist, the pain is a powerful moving force - it concerns both songs and poems and some artistic scribbles (I'm not an artist, but I tried to draw). I do not know what will inspire me in the future - now we are starting to quietly work on a new album, and a lot of ideas are in the air. Usually I take as a basis one idea or written down on a line and build music around it - from this everything is born. It is important to establish an inner connection with yourself and pull out the words that you want to express, and also surround yourself with inspiring people. The new album will definitely have a lot of pain again - I do not know what will inspire me this time, but something definitely should - otherwise the record will turn out to be damn boring!

Say, and your name was never pronounced as "Bowie"?

Damn, no! Although I'm fucking waiting for such a case - I would like that when you check into the hotel, someone thinks I'm his son. By the way, my father's name is David - he will have to ask this question.

#interviews #counterfeit

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sosexyalmostevil · 7 years ago

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Sapphy Out of Context

"Yeah. Go ahead and murder everyone."

"This is how you don't order a pizza."

"I'm raging so hard it's giving me swamp ass"

"Uhh it's pronounced min-i-a-ture."

"That's my fetish..?"

"Ash. Unlike Knuckles, I chuckle."

"Good thing you know that bobble head cheat. That'll fix all our problems."

"How do you summon Satan in this?"

"We have a mystery on our hands, gang."

"I dropped my MAGNUM DONG"

"I'M COOL CAT AND I LOVE ALL KIDS"

"And I thought Claire was a huge furry."

"Happy Happy Joy Joy. You died."

"I always thought Robbie Rotten looked like Waluigi."

"I believe you're talking about Risky Business."

"Of course you'd make Gene Simmons a magical girl in that situation."

"You do realize that Big the Cat is voiced by Duke Nukem right?"

"I think Yzma is somewhat attractive."

*singing Roxanne*

"Hey at least you're better at this than your feet smell."

"Excuse me. I take pride in running around in nothing but some short shorts."

"Was that a JoJo reference? I don't get it."

"My spidey senses are tingling!"

"Every Villain Is Lemons."

*Singing Bad Reputation*

"A wise man once said What ever happened to predictability? The milk man, the paper boy, the evening TV?"

"If only Peter Griffin was here to sell butt scratchers..."

"Why doesn't Ganondorf like the internet? Too many Links."

"Do you remember Trollz? With a z?"

"It's not like there's money RIGHT THERE"

"Spiderus from that Miss Spider show gave me chills."

"The real question is can Bumble make it to elf practice?"

"Ashlynn? More like ASS-lynn!" *chortles uncontrollably*

"Do you know da wae?"

"I didn't stay up all night eating fruit snacks to hear you sing about fireworks."

"And if you look to your right you'll see a dickclam"

*To the tune of Meow Mix* "I like killing. I like murder."

"You're not letting me sing about sausage."

"Some say I look like Weird Al, for your information."

"You know that song that's like that Complicated song but is about being constipated?"

"I watched the Bee Movie and if a be starting talking to me I'd run and hide behind Jigsaw."

"TIM BURTON DIDN'T HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH CORALINE SO THAT'S WHY I'M GONNA WIN MARIO PAR...ty... god dammit..."

"I tried to write a Creepypasta, but it came out as a Semi Disturbing Penne Noodle."

"So was Filbert from Rocko's a turtle or an armadillo?"

"George CAN'T SAND YA!"

"If you'd excuse me, I'm off to snort midis."

"Wrong way, asshole! ...and he's dead..."

"Tra la LAAAAAAA!"

"And he's off! Never mind. I died."

"Let me show you how to destroy everything in your path no matter how strong they think they are. Observe as the bodies of your enemies line the streets! FOR I AM JETHRO DESTROYER OF ALL EVIL!"

"The Lorax but is a mediocre movie except nothing actually changed because it was already a mediocre movie."

"Remember that one time Dorothy and Sophia dressed as Sonny and Cher?"

"What do you think this is, Ash? Denver the Last Dinosaur?"

"I honestly thought the first Alpha and Omega was kinda meh."

"Uh oh. It's the fun police."

"John Goodman has been a caveman, a dinosaur, a bear, and a monster. I know what I'm talking about."

"Angela Anaconda was before the Digimon Movie and that was the worst part of the movie."

"How many references to KISS are you gonna make today?"

"Ka-chow! You're fucked!"

"What was the one season of Digimon where they became Digimon?"

"It jumps right out at you like a rat in your underwear drawer!"

"Holy Masked Potatoes, Batman!"

"Don't you fucking vore me you... Goomba!"

"Mama it's not Digiorno..."

"He's like Sorry, guy. Linkle has gone to tinkle."

"How much will it cost to get a blanket with Sailor Moon with a speech bubble that has a pot leaf on it? I really want that."

"Let me bestow an ancient maneuver upon you. It's called the Suck and Cuck."

"I know who lives in a pineapple under the sea and it's not Spongebob."

"Remember when we were doing that thing with race cars, lasers, and airplanes? We also might've rewritten history."

"Have you ever noticed Toad and Chode rhyme? That's because they're ONE IN THE SAME!"

*Humming Dude Looks Like a Lady*

"Long ago in a distant land, I, Aku, the shapeshifting master of darkness unleashed an UNSPEAKABLE evil, but a foolish samurai warrior wielding a magic sword stepped forth to oppose me. Before the final blow was struck, i tore open a portal in time a flung him the future where my evil is law now the fool seeks to return to the past and undo the future that is Aku."

"Crank that Marilyn Manson!"

"Turn down for HWAT?"

"But I wanted Gabumon! Not Piplup!"

*Singing off key* "They say we're young and we don't know We won't find out until we grow Well I don't know if all that's true 'Cause you got me, and baby I got you"

"I sexually identify as a woozle, check your privilege."

"When in doubt, bomb it out!"

"Are you a Royal or Rebel, Ross?"

"I read a cheat saying that you could evolve a Pikachu into Pikablu. It was on a bootleg cereal box called Blessed Glamour."

"Are you threatening me with that pool noodle?"

"It feels good to be bad, baby!"

"What could possibly go wrong?"

"I called PC Optimizer Pro."

"..Not my proudest fap..."

"Excuse me, I proudly fapped to that."

"You'd make a sucky knight."

"Watching Corpse Bride made me realize I want to fuck Emily. Yes, that's the corpse. It's not my fault they designed her to be so hot."

"Top 10 Anime Betrayals"

"Wacka Wacka Doodoo Yeah!"

"DK wants K. Rool to go back to writing his erotic Neopets fanfiction, obviously."

"You know how at the end of Dora she asks what our favorite part was? My favorite part of the adventure was when Mads turned on a chainsaw in the other room."

"First I must make a wish."

"Don't look up Cool Cat on R34 it's horr- ...you're looking it up aren't you?"

"If life was a cartoon, you have no idea how hard I'd hit you with a frying pan."

*Loud, reality-warping screams*

"There's an article on SpellsofMagic on how to summon Pokémon. Not even halfway joking."

"I hate Mars Bars."

#sapphy #out of context

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lost-in-books94 · 7 years ago

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Excellent Taste Tag

Tagged by @awonderlandofwords Thank you very much! I love playing these tagging games. ahaha

Rules: tag nine people with excellent taste.

Colour(s) I’m currently wearing: Black

Last band t-shirt I bought: Marilyn Manson

Last band I saw live: Marilyn Manson

Last song I listened to: Great Big White World- Marilyn Manson (haha been on a bit of a Marilyn Manson obsession lately)

Last movie I watched: Justice League (went by myself as well lol, it wasn’t as weird as I thought it’ll be)

Last three tv shows I watched: Sons of Anarchy (OMG, I’ve been SO obsessed with this show lately), Gilmore Girls and Friends

Last three characters I identified with: Hmm, I’m gonna say Monica from Friends, just because I’ve always felt that I related to a lot of the stuff she does. Maybe the early days of Rory Gilmore (just mainly for her love of books). And I’m just going to mention Tig Trager from Sons of Anarchy, not because I necessarily identify with them- mainly because like I said, I’ve been very obsessed with the show recently and he is one of my favourite characters, I don’t know, he’s just wonderfully weird.

Book I’m currently reading: My True Love Gave to Me, which I kinda do want to finish so I can move onto either reading Outlander or American Gods.

- So I’m gonna be lazy lol and not tag, but please for anyone, feel free to take part.

#booklr #tag games #thoughts

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sgtbuckyybarnes · 7 years ago

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“You’re getting crumbs all over my bed.” Kol and Briar

Requested by @isaaclahys :)

“Okay you have me for the entire day!”

Briar raised an eyebrow as she looked up from where she had been reading the book lying in her lap “Was this something I requested because I’d like to take it back please,” she said glancing over to where he was leaning against the doorframe of her room.

“Hilarious,” Kol answered as he made his way further into the room “So what’re we doing?”

Her eyes rolled as he dropped down on the bed beside her and sent her one of his infamous grins “Who put me down for babysitting duty?” she asked placing her bookmark between the pages “I’m sure I was duped into doing it last time, this is unfair,” she added with a sigh and in a teasing tone.

Kol huffed and glared at her out of the corner of his eye “You have me for the entire day Briar! Just me and you...we can do anything!” he said lighting up with mischief and excitement.

“Anything?”

“The possibilities are endless B!”

“Wonderful,” she said clapping her hands together as she hopped down off her bed and made her way over to the cabinet her television was sat on top of. Swinging it open she kneeled in front of it and ignored all of the questions being fired at her from the annoyance sitting on the bed.

Letting him know she’d be right back she spent a good ten minutes rooting around in the kitchen for the bags of popcorn she was sure she had brought into the compound.

“What’s this?”

“Well this-” she paused as she plucked the DVD box from his hands “-is Grease but this in general,” she waved her hands around the pile of DVDs mixed in with bags of popcorn, chocolate and bottles of fizzy drinks “We’re having a movie day!”

“I was expecting fun B!” he whined pulling a face when he plucked Dirty Dancing off the pile “Like vampire fun. Fun involving blood.”

“That’s what these are for,” she answered innocently as she pointed over to where her Halloween and Friday the 13th movies were sat “I’m pretty sure you’ve either spent your entire life daggered because you’re a little shit or out doing the things that led you to the daggering without taking time to keep up with these kinds of cinematic masterpieces-”

“This one is about a tornado that has a shark in it?”

“Cinematic masterpieces,” she said snatching the DVD he was holding up and placing it back into the pile “So sit back and eat your popcorn,” she said chucking him a bag of his own before she switched the tv on and started to set up the film.

“But I don’t-”

“Eat the popcorn,” she insisted glancing over her shoulder and flashing him a look at her electric blue eyes, laughing to herself as he obediently opened up the packet “This’ll be fun,” she continued diving onto the bed beside him. Reaching out she grasped onto the blanket at the bottom of the bed and flung it over the two of them.

They lasted barely a couple of moments before they were bickering over all of the different questions Kol was coming out with. He wanted to know whether or not this ‘Grease’ was the country or something different? Were they going to be singing the entire time?

It took a dig to the ribs and the threat of telling Ava he was being annoying while she was out before he promised he’d only ask relevant questions.

“You’re being quiet,” he said as he glanced to her halfway through the first Scream “I thought you said you liked this one?” he asked gesturing to the screen.

“I do I do!” she nodded shuffling beneath the blanket as she tried to get comfortable. Placing her bag of popcorn by her side she turned to face Kol properly “I was just thinking…” she paused as her eyes narrowed and she stared into his face “Were you Jack the Ripper?”

He shrugged “Yes.”

“What?!” she exclaimed kneeling up and turning so she was properly facing him as she reached out and pressed pause on the remote, ignoring his protests about how much he was actually enjoying this murder filled one “Wait wait wait…” she said placing her hand on his arm “The Texarkana Moonlight Murders?”

“Guilty.”

Briar’s jaw dropped open as she shook her head “I can’t believe I’ve never asked before! Why would I never ask?? Of course you lot could have been involved in all of these unsolved mysteries!” she said, her words getting faster and faster “The Zodiac?”

He thought over it for a couple of seconds “Yep.”

“The Atlanta Ripper?”

“Uh-huh.”

“Kol…” she began, her eyebrows furrowing as she tugged on his sleeve and made him look to her “Were you in the Manson family?”

“Not for long,” he said with a shrug “Didn’t play by the rules so Marilyn kicked me out.”

“Mar-Kol!” Briar groaned aiming a punch toward his arm “The one modern day singer you know is Marilyn Manson?” she said with a sigh as he shrugged his shoulders once more “Was any of that true?”

“I don’t know, I have no idea what you’re talking about,” he answered shrugging his shoulders “I’ve just learned that when I agree to something it makes you happy.”

“I swear to God,” she said placing her hand over her face “I thought I’d cracked some unsolved cases!” she whined putting on a pout “Have you really no idea what I’m talking about?”

“Okay I’ll let you play detective,” he said placing his own bag of popcorn (for someone who had pulled his face at eating it he was sure scoffing it down) at his side “Give me some dates.”

She took a couple of seconds to think over the unsolved cases she had blurted at him “Uhm 1888, 1946, 60s and 70s, 1911 aaaand the 60s again.”

Kol’s eyes raised to the ceiling as he whispered beneath his breath and worked out where he was during those times “I don’t know why I’m delaying it’s pretty easy. Daggered, daggered, daggered, not daggered but busy elsewhere and, you’ll never guess, daggered.”

“Oh,” Briar said with a sigh, feeling more disappointed than she was expecting “I thought I was sitting next to Jack the Ripper!”

“Sorry to disappoint,” he answered reaching back for his popcorn “My killings were obviously much more thought out. Intelligent even.”

“Yeah right,” Briar scoffed sending him a grin when he glared in her direction “Calm down with the popcorn you pulled your face at anyway. You’re getting crumbs all over my bed!” she exclaimed leaning over to try and pull the bag out of his hands.

Settling down once she had triumphantly won she bit down on her bottom lip “You were daggered a lot in the past huh?”

“You can blame your little boyfriend for that.”

“I’m sure you had a part in it,” she laughed settling back down beside him “No more daggerings. I kinda like having you around...even if you do lie and get my hopes up.”

He chuckled as she pushed her arm through his and leaned with her head on his shoulder “Now press play again,” he said as he nodded toward the control in her hand “I’ve watched your lovey dovey crap, I was actually enjoying this one!”

#the ending sucks #ocappreciation #allaboutocs #toalltheocsivelovedbefore #prompts #fic: Always and Forever #Briar x Kol #The Originals fanfiction #my writing #ajco

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trashthebreadburnthecircus-blog · 5 years ago

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003. All Our Heroes Are Anti-Heroes Now

And now we come to the conclusion of our opening trilogy. Unfortunately, as I've thought through what I want to write in this post, I realize that it isn't so much an examination of how to potentially fix a problem, as it is identifying a problem that is firmly in place and entrenched in our society – and bad news, kids, it ain't goin' anywhere.

Think about popular entertainment since around the mid-70s. This was the start, slowly but surely, of the hero that was a “loose cannon”; whose boss couldn't afford to take anymore of their (the hero's) shit; who was hungover but was still a better match for the bad guys than those who were straight-laced; who kicked ass and would sort things out later. He (and it's a he 99% of the time) might do bad things, but they were always in the service of a “greater good.” (Jack Bauer, I'm lookin' at you).

The anti-hero isn't a new concept, but our elevation of the archetype is all-American, and in our unique way, we did it bigger and better and dumber than anyone. In fact, go to the ever-reputable source that is Wikipedia's list of fictional anti-heroes, and sort it by date. It could be Travis Bickle, it could be Omar Little, it could be Walter White, hell, it could Eddie Brock/Venom (comic or movie, take your pick). In every form of popular media, The Lord Content has provided plenty of Anti-Hero Demigods to choose from, and it's been ramping up big time in the past few decades.

And to reiterate briefly what I've discussed in the last two posts: Content loves our isolation, as long as we continue to absorb what we're fed. Our worship of Content doesn't need to be done in fellowship with others. Think of what that means – combine this idea of our constant isolation, with the deification of celebrity culture and all that it entails. Meanwhile, the anti-hero is elevated in entertainment, and this prevalence allows a greater chance of parasocial interaction with, if not the character himself but what the character embodies, in some person who is alone, possibly downtrodden, possibly struggling with challenges both large and small, both real and imagined.

And now let's all keep being surprised that rejected, lonely, white, American, homegrown terrorists are running around shooting people. We've fucking celebrated – and I mean all caps italic CELEBRATED – violence for decades now. Crazy how idolizing that behavior over years, across popular entertainment that we all worship and is beamed into our eyesockets day and night, might somehow make people idealize the worst, dumbest, most violent shit there is to consume. (And oh yeah, another weird thing to think about as you look over that Wiki anti-hero list: the amount of white dudes there are! Shocking! Quelle surprise!)

Now, I want to be clear about two things that I think could be very easily misinterpreted from what I've written thus far:

1. I am by no means saying that the heads of the entertainment industries, or the powers above them, got together and engaged in some kind of conspiracy theory, where they said, “oh you know what, let's just keep making movies more violent, and eventually all these mouthbreathing assholes will think this behavior is normal at the least and extremely cool at best, and then they'll kill each other off, but we'll keep making money off them because they love our Holy Lord Content and the idiots can't get enough of whatever we shovel into their content trough.” While I do believe it is in the interests of the elites for us to fight, bicker, argue, or even kill each other – something in a similar vein of the late Dr. Zinn's theory of how racism was used as a function of dividing people that were of a similar class but different races to help solidify the white power structure in his excellent book A People's History of the United States (get it from an indie bookstore or your local library, fuck Amazon to death) – I don't believe that the popularization and idealization of violence and/or anti-heroes is a plot by the elites that has been implemented over time.

2. Nor am I blaming media for creating mass shooters. If you were around for Columbine, there was a lot of talk of video games and Marilyn Manson being “responsible” for it – which is a crock of shit. It's very easy to say what the issue is. The issue is that we make guns, and high-powered guns, available way too easily to anybody that wants to buy one. Is mental health also part of this picture? Sure, but too often, mental health seems to only apply to white shooters. Interesting how that works. Keep telling yourself there's no such thing as inherent white supremacy in America, and yet every mass shooter that is non-white never, ever gets a mental-health-get-out-of-jail-free card. Only the white shooters do. Weird how that works.

So then how are we here? Why did we elevate the anti-hero? Is it the same laziness that allows us to sit back and enjoy content in the first place – the idea that thinking or talking through what is the “right thing to do” is fucking boring and shooting a room full of bad guys is fun and visually enjoyable and exciting and it taps right into that violent part of our brains that have been cultivated since we had to choose between fight or flight?

Or maybe it's just that the standard hero was too boring. We needed a new exploration of what it means to be a hero. But the thing is this – we, in the real world, are always the heroes of our own stories. And so even when a piece of entertainment tries to show what a complete piece of shit the (anti-)hero of the story is, we are still compelled to somehow root for him, in some form or fashion. And if you take someone who is super isolated and is engaging in that aforementioned parasocial interaction, what's the dividing line between the “wrong” that an anti-hero does in the name of “right”, versus being “misunderstood” in the real world?

Whatever the hell happened – and yes, here at the end and getting the short end of the explanatory stick, we have to acknowledge income inequality has a huge part to play in our isolation, in how downtrodden we all are, how we look to the celebs to save and uplift us...income inequality keeps us in our seats cause we can only afford to go as far as our streaming service will take us – as I said at the top, the sad news is that this isn't going anywhere. I honestly can't even imagine what our popular entertainment would look like if we just snatched violence completely out of it. And I don't say that in a longing way, but in a way where it'd be like waking up one day, and the sky is orange instead of blue. I'm also totally complicit in all this. I've watched these movies, these TV shows, read the books and comics. Enjoyed em. Hooted and clapped like an asshole at em. To live in America is to be complicit to a host of awful things.

And yet, however we analyze it, as long as we remain complicit, the God Content will smile as we continue to watch, glazed eyes fixed on some screen as people get shot and blown up, knowing that unless we experience that horror for ourselves off-screen, either first-hand or losing someone we love in the real world where Content has no control, we'll treat the News the same way we do the Movies.

They are both on a screen.

What's the difference?

#bread #circuses #content #entertainment #parasocial interaction #anti-hero #anti-heroes #mass shootings #violence #howard zinn #a people's history of the united states #writing #essays

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Episode One: It’s Not a Phase, Mom [Transcript]

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Courtney: Hello and welcome to Kids from Yesterday. This is an emo podcast that’s gonna be all about emo culture. Every week we’re going to do a deep-dive into facets of emo culture that interest us. So, I’m Courtney** **

Clodagh: And I’m clodagh and today and we’re going to be talking about why emo is not a phase.

[theme song plays. It is an original composition that strongly parodies a lot of pop punk bands]

Court: I have ‘why podcast?’ written here [laughs]

Clo: [laughs]

Court: so basically, me and Clodagh were talking the other day about…. what were we talking about?

Clo: I think we were talking about, as typical, we were talking about diet culture and how when we were teenagers the only bodies we had to admire were, or like look up to, were thin white women, and we were kinda talking about how I had never seen bodies that look like mine. Cause when I was a teenager and I was going through my emo phase, I was like a size 16 to 18, and how in Kerrang! – which was the only magazine I ever bought – or on Kerrang TV I didn’t see any bodies that look like mine and we kinda started to talk about that and it kinda just... the idea I think

Court: Grew from there

Clo: Came from that, yeah

Court: I just remember screaming at you through instagram messages, CAN WE DO AN EMO PODCAST and you agreed, for some reason? [Laughs]

Clo: [Laughs] Yeah

Court: But definitely that’s a topic that we were just talking about there that we want to do a deep-dive in at some point, and talk about that aspect of emo culture cause I think, like, fashion and that whole aspect of it was such a huge thing. And like if you were emo as a kid you had the hair and you had the clothes and you dressed like Hayley Williams or you dressed like, you know, Gerard Way

Clo: Yeah

Court: And there was no in-between and both of those people were, you know, thin

Clo: And white and cisgender

Court: Yeah. So there was a lot of stuff like that, and when you look back on it now it’s like wow there really wasn’t very much variety for us. So we definitely want to talk about that at some point but eh, ‘why podcast?’, to answer that question...

Clo: Something else I’d kinda been thinking about, I dunno if I mentioned this to you, but in the days leading up to that conversation id been thinking about how My Chemical Romance had kinda gotten the blame for a spate of suicides

Court: YES

Clo: And self harm, and there was this whole thing in the Daily Mail, I know they’d had a concert in London at some point afterwards where they were all chanting F the Daily Mail, em, and I’d kinda been thinking that, isn’t that bizarre that this band got the blame for something that was completely irrelevant and to people from the outside looking in, parents, adults, were you know, air quotes, concerned about it, but they were taking it up completely wrong.

Court: Yeah

Clo: [in a mocking voice commonly used when people made fun of emo kids in 2006] they just didn’t understand

Court: It wasn’t a phase. But yeah, it was interesting and it’s the same as like Marilyn Manson getting blamed for like murderers and serial killers and stuff, it’s that real ‘we don’t understand this’, Satanic Panic thing, we have a bunch of kids covered in eyeliner, as I am today – and it pained me to paint eyeliner around my face, it’s everywhere, its never coming off.

Clo: [Laughs]

Court: But that was, I imagine to a lot of parents, confusing and strange, and the only reference you have are all those shows that were like this emo did it and you always have these kids that hang out in a house in the middle of nowhere with like, pentagrams painted on the walls, and like fuck satan and like stuff like that, so like you can see why, but it is ridiculous, so it was interesting to see bands that were intrinsically linked with mental health issues. Which again is something else we want to talk about, maybe in a future episode.

Clo: Yeah

Court: But there really was that whole fear, I guess, that kids were listening to this music and becoming depressed, instead of a bunch of sad kids found a bunch of artists who heard them and said to them that this is ok. Or, in my Chem’s case, that this..that they’re... not ok

Clo: [laughs]

Court: I hate myself

Clo: [laughs]

Court: But you do have that thing where that was...I mean, what got you into emo music? Clo: For me, it think...yeah it started...it started…. It all started around 20… no 2006, I’d say, was when I first got into My Chemical Romance. 2006, 2007 I think it was...I can’t really remember… and I’d start listening to My Chem because... mainly because I used to stay up all night watching music channels and I remember I’d stay up until Scuzz would play the My Chem songs and then I’d go to bed

Court: [fondly] Remember Scuzz?

Clo: That’s not a thing anymore, which I recently found out… but yeah, but I got into it that way, and as I started secondary school, you know the people in my class were into High School Musical and they were into Chris Brown and I kinda, you know, as much as… you know when you do, when you start secondary school, you try to fit in with everyone else in your class. And I had got an interest in R&B music and High School Musical but I was still really into My Chem and Fall Out Boy, and then I met a couple of people in the year below me who were, like, really into My Chem and Fall Out Boy and I was like oh my god, these people, I’ve met people who are into the same music as me, and from there it progressed. And then I guess there was Twilight, I read the saga, and then Paramore did a song for it and I was introduced to Paramore, and they became my favourite band, my favourite emo band. So yeah, but it’s just always been, just there. Avril Lavigne? Busted? I think for everyone, it goes back to Busted

Court: [laughs]

Clo: Were you a Busted or McFly girl?

Court: I was a Busted girl. For years I refused to even acknowledge McFly cause I was like, they’re a rip off of Busted, as if three-piece boybands didn’t exist before that, as if they weren’t a rip off of Blink, or Blink weren’t a rip off of Green Day and stuff. But like to child me, I was like [mocking] I like Busted and McFly suck

Clo: I was the same.

Court: I discovered Avril Lavigne then as well. Discovered is a… I mean like, she was on the radio, there wasn’t much discovery there, but I really liked her, and then something happened and I got really into Linkin Park. Actually I think part of that, going back to Twilight, I was really into the books before the film happened, and Stephenie Meyer had a website and she used to make playlists for each of the books, so she had Muse and Linkin Park and a bunch of other bands that I’d never heard of, so I would’ve been 13 I think, and I remember one Christmas I was like, can I have all these Linkin Park albums? And one of my aunts being like, [pearl clutching] ‘WHAT?’

Clo: [laughs]

Court: ‘You’re a child!’ But like, that was kinda like the first thing. And I do remember being the same in school, like you just want to fit in

Clo: Yeah

Court: But Ii was kinda looking for people who were into all this stuff, and then when I was in first year somebody mentioned FOB, it was actually the year they went on hiatus, she’d gone to see them and I was like, who the hell are FOB, and then… no! That’s a lie, I knew who FOB were! So there was a Now 60-something or a Now 50-something...I can’t...what number are we on now? Would’ve been a Now 40, maybe, I don’t know, but it had This Ain’t a Scene It’s an Arms Race on it, and I remember listening to it and thinking that was the first time I’d ever heard a song for what it was, as opposed to just,

Clo: Yeah

Court: Oh I like the music to this, or oh I like this, like I actually heard the lyrics and it was kind of my introduction to poetry I guess? I got really deep and emo into these things before I’d even realised I had but like I’d never thought about going to see these bands, cause that was like...I didn’t have any friends who liked them so like, going to a concert was completely beyond me. So a girl was like, I saw FOB and now they’ve gone on hiatus, and I was like well first of all, what the hell is a hiatus?

Clo: [laughs]

Court: If only I knew [laughs]. And then like, second of all, I didn’t know that was even a possibility. So like I think I discovered Paramore around the same time as you with the whole Twilight thing, with Decode and I Caught Myself and, em, I was kinda late to the My Chem game which is really interesting, there was people that were so into My Chem and I just...I dunno, I dunno what stopped me from...but like, at the same time, I was trying to listen to like Kanye West and all these other people I have absolutely no interest in now but that at the time I was like, ‘yeah other people talk about this stuff, I wanna listen to this too’. I did eventually find people who did like all the stuff i liked, and that was where I found Panic! at the Disco and like… god, I can’t even think of any of them, really, those are all the main ones. I actually found my old iPod the other day and I looked at the music on it and it;s the same.

Clo: [laughs]

Court: It is the exact same stuff that I listen to now, they have two other bands that I don’t listen to now. Remember Young Guns? Clo: [excited] Yeah!

Court: Yeah. Young Guns and Orson.

Clo: Oh my God, yes, they had that one song. Yesterday?

Court: No Tomorrow

Clo: Tomorrow? Oh.

Court: [laughs] ‘yesterday, or tomorrow?’ [Laughs]

Clo: [laughs]

Court: Yeah. That was the only difference, everything else was All Time Low. Oh yeah! Forgot to mention my faves. All Time Low. I am a sad All Time Low Stan. I have seen them 20 times and I don’t want to talk about it.

Clo: [laughs]

Court: But Paramore is your, like

Clo: Yeah Paramore are my baes. Like what you said about This Ain’t a Scene, I first...I’d heard of Misery Business because I was somebody who did like My Chem, I did like Fall Out Boy, and I would, like watch Kerrang! and Scuzz to try and find that music. At the same time, I was watching The Box. I was really, shamefully so, I was really into Chris Brown, I was really into – still really into – Beyoncé, just kind of into R&B but also into emo. Like my iPod would’ve been really really mixed at the time?

Court: Yeah

Clo: so I kind of was like, I fit in here, but I also fit in here with the emos, and I guess I kind of progressed more towards that because they understood me. [laughs] Like, they were really, really into this music and because I had been kind of into it but also as an outsider, someone who was the only person who was kind of into it, my interests were elsewhere. But I remember in first year I actually went to meet Gary Barlow from Take That.

Court: [incredulous] Wowwwww.

Clo: And the picture… in the picture is me and I’m wearing a red and white top, I have like a black waistcoat on and there’s a little tiny Green Day badge on it

Court: awhhhh!

Clo: I’m dressed in the colours of American Idiot. I’m like, staying true to myself but also, you know…

Court: hanging out with Gary Barlow?

Clo: Hanging out with Gary Barlow!

[both laugh]

Court: So I guess trying to define what emo actually is, is really difficult.

Clo: Yeah. It’s different I think between different people. I guess like the American sense of the word might be something completely different to what it is here. I know at least in Ireland, or at least in my group, the emo kids didn’t just listen to emo music, we also listened to a lot of pop punk, and I don’t know if that would’ve blended in in America as well as it does here. I guess because here at least anyway – I think – emo is defined by what’s on Kerrang!

Court: yeah

Clo: and there was a lot of Good Charlotte, a lot of Sum 41, Puddle of Mudd, all that kind of stuff, and then as well, you have the goth music, like Marilyn Manson, Metallica, metal music that was kind of blending in with the emo scene as well, but it’s definitely…

Court: We didn’t have that distinction I don’t think. Like you see on American MySpace, and on Tumblr now even, they had a distinction between emo and scene kid. And I guess, considering the bands I was listening to, I probably would’ve been more scene than emo, but with the people I hung around with… I guess to me, the pinnacle of emo was My Chem.

Clo: Yes. Definitely.

Court: And, even, I’m like here’s all these other bands that I listen to… like, when you talk about emo, you talk about My Chem. But we were also limited in who came to play here I think. Even in England, they had a lot more bands and a lot more venues. Even if they only played in London you could still travel down, whereas here it was kind of… a bunch of bands came around 2010/2011/2012, and then nothing, and still kinda nothing, we go through phases of who comes here and who doesn’t. And even on revival tours or anniversary tours we’re skipped over a lot

Clo: You Me at Six will never forget us, though.

Court: I hope not. [laughs]. I mean, the last time they played here, he was like, ‘we’ll probably never come back here again’

Clo: Oh yeah! That was really sad

Court: Thanks, Josh. [laughs] Really appreciate that. Still don’t know what he meant? Whether he was thinking like, Brexit, or he was thinking, ‘can’t be arsed with this’, or..

Clo: Is it because it’s so expensive to bring – did he say that on stage, or is it just a thought I had? This is my life. Is it something somebody said or is it something I thought? But did he say on stage that it’s too expensive to bring equipment over?

Court: I don’t think so?

Clo: then it was just a thought I had.

Court: Maybe he’d said something like that before? I know – Tangent Time! – I know smaller bands… so there’s a band called Mallory Knox, who I really like, fucking love them so much, but I remember talking to them somewhere and being like, come play a show in Ireland and they were like, we’ve looked into it before the last few tours we’ve done and it’s just not worth it because of the cost of the venue and the cost of bringing over the equipment, it just… they were like, we’d end up losing money.

Clo: Ahh.

Court: and he was like we can’t even guarantee that we’d like sell enough tickets to make it worthwhile, so they were like, sorry!

Clo: Maybe it was you, then, who said it to me afterwards. I feel like we spoke about it afterwards and you must’ve said that to me. Because I don’t see how my brain would go there to think about that

Court: come up with that

Clo: yeah

Court: I dunno, did….uhh….yeah, maybe I did. I really don’t know

Clo: [laughs]

Court: I really don’t remember. But getting back to what defining emo as, I do think it’s interesting that there’s a whole culture where your clothes and your hair and what you listen to were identifiable. You could see somebody in the street and even if they didn’t have the full fringe or multicoloured hair or the weird clip-in racoon extensions, you’d still know, that’s an emo

Clo: yeah

Court: that’s one of my people. And I think that’s something that always really interested me.

Clo: Yeah actually, when I was standing on O’Connell Street earlier, I was kind of looking around to see what people were wearing and I was trying to pick out in my head like okay who around me might identify as emo or at one point identified as emo? I feel like it’s a bit harder now to pick somebody out as an emo because not only are we… not gone past the emo… stage, if that makes sense?

Court: Yeah. I mean, the actual, like, era, I guess.

Clo: era, that’s it.

Court: I mean a lot of people wear the clothes now, so it’s not….

Clo: yeah, so a lot more people would wear Converse, a lot more people would wear Doc Martens, whereas back during the emo era, those were things that were reserved for emos. If you wore Converse, you were an emo.

Court: People would make fun of you.

Clo: Exactly. Whereas now, every second person is wearing Vans, everyone’s wearing Converse, and skinny jeans are huge, and the check shirts and all that kind of stuff. That was something that I would’ve worn a lot of and looked around for people in the Navan emo scene

[both laugh]

Clo: to see who else was one of my people! But yeah, I think it’s a bit harder now to pick them out of a crowd.

Court: Yeah.

Clo: But it was something that hugely defined…. And I guess as well it goes with punk rock, you can tell a punk rocker, from then at least, a mile off. Mohawks, leather, all those kind of things, and definitely it’s the same with emo.

Court: Yeah. I think even now, the whole idea of stuff a punk would wear, like patched jackets, that’s a big thing, everybody does it, or like you have facial piercings, you must be a goth, whereas everyone has their nose pierced.

Clo: and tattoos as well! Wrist tattoos especially were I feel like a big thing in the emo era? Notably a phrase that was two words, one on each wrist. Or stars.

Court: Ah, the stars. Remember those? Clo: The black and red stars.

Court: Reaaaally glad I never did that.

Clo: Same! [laughs] and I definitely think that again, they were things that were reserved for goths, emos etc but now they’re generally just...you know, flooded into the mainstream and they’re everywhere.

Court: Yeah. So it’s really hard to define what it is now compared to what it was then. It was very very much a case of weirdos in the back of the classroom, everybody thought they were weird, and would say it, several times a day. Not speaking from experience or anything. [laughs] but you could see it, and they’d all kind of migrate towards each other and everything. And I don’t think that’s…. Maybe it’s not even as necessary anymore. I do think it was partially a survival thing, back in the day

Clo: Yeah

Court: Because there was such a stigma around having poor mental health, we’re talking even back in 2012… when did you finish school?

Clo: 2011.

Court: Yeah, so I finished in 2012 and even back then, you couldn’t talk about being depressed. Whereas, my sister goes to the school I went to and she said it’s much better now and I think you can talk a lot more openly about that kind of thing. And they’re a lot more accepting of LGBTQ students whereas when I was in school that was not discussed but you could kind of see an overlap between the emo kids and the ones who were LGBT. so I do think maybe in part it was a survival thing, we had a way of distinguishing ourselves so that we could find other people like ourselves. I don’t think anybody decided ‘let’s all wear this’, we also thought it was cool, it’s not like ‘Just gonna put on my survival gear now!’ but it did help, I think. You always know, oh hey I can talk to you about this band, most likely. Clo: Yeah

Court: but there was some people who like, if they were super into My Chem and you were like oh I like All Time Low, they’d be like [scoffing] ugh god they’re such sellouts, like I do remember someone laughing at me for saying All Time Low is my favourite band, she was like [scoffs] All Time BLOW? And I’m like, they call themselves that, it’s not

Clo and Court: [together] an insult!

Court: yeah! Like they fully know how terrible they are. And I fully know how terrible they are, but I still love them very much. But it’s just, I do think it’s interesting that that’s…

Clo: Yeah, definitely. And even, I think the great thing about it as well – this actually happened to me, like, a few months ago, when I was in work. And this girl… she was like, chatting away to me, she was like 19 in NCAD [Irish national college of art and design] and she was talking to me about music and I had just gone to see You Me at Six do their ten-year Take Off Your Colours anniversary show and she was talking to me and she was like oh I’m an emo, I like My Chem and everything like this, and like I said she was about 19 and I was like oh have you ever heard of You Me at Six and she was like no, who are they? And she made me write down the name in her phone

Court: [Laughs]

Clo: So she could go look them up! And I was like oh my god she’s emo and she doesn’t know who YMAS are. But as well as that, being able to cluster to each other and find each other, we’re able to find new bands

Court: Yeah

Clo: and as much as I envy the 80s, everyone going to record stores

Court: Yeah

Clo: As they romantically do in John Hughes films, I think we had a kind of a cool thing going on as well in that you’d find a band, you’d go home and you’d download their music

Court: illegally, usually

Clo: you’d find it somewhere, illegally, and you’d download it and it was on your iPod. And I think that was a really fun time. Whereas now, with Spotify, there’s no such thing as listening to a whole album anymore, you listen to a single here and there but back in the emo era, you would download the whole album and you’d listen to it from cover to cover because you wanted to see if these would, you know…

Court: if they were any good, or if this was something you could add to your… I mean that was something as well that really appealed to me, I got bored with pop music. Pop music is designed to be boring after a while, it fits into a very specific time period and a very specific style, so when everybody else was listening to music and was like this person is really good, these are great, I’d get bored after maybe 10 or so listens, and the first time i listened to any of these bands, I realised there’s no trend. And i do think that has changed now. A lot of bands, especially ones on major labels, have kind of fit into a trend. All the main guys like Fall Out Boy and Panic at the Disco, they change with the general mainstream trend.

Clo: Yeah

Court: And it’s keeping them afloat, it’s giving them new audiences, cause obviously us ageing emos aren’t going to keep them alive forever but it is interesting how people switch genres now. Like, remember the whole Five Seconds of Summer thing? And like all those kids were previous One Direction fans and they scooped up a whole new

Clo: music, yeah

Court: based on kind of being pop punk? But kind of not. But all those kids would identify as emo. And I remember being on Twitter and seeing those kids be like ‘omg flannel shirts and skinny jeans are like the 5SOS uniform. Like you wear one and you know I’m a 5SOS fan’.

Clo: oh my gosh

Court: and it was really weird, but it was so weird seeing it because of what we just said, it used to be ‘that person probably likes FOB’ whereas they had their own little like, this is how I find my people.

Clo: yeah

Court: and i think being in that emo space…. I mean, I did my thesis on fandoms. I’m super into the concept of fandoms. I have a psychology degree, it’s not very useful.

[both laugh] But! I did it on fandoms and on the people who are involved in fandom spaces and it has always fascinated me the way we gravitate. I was kind of on LiveJournal, I was kind of on MySpace. But for some reason as a child I was like, these can’t be… a child, I was like, 14… but these can’t possibly be Pete Wentz, this can’t actually be Hayley Williams, and I don’t why I doubted it so much. I think it was the whole ‘everyone’s lying on the internet’. So i was reading stuff and thinking that’s really cool, but it’s clearly not them. So I was kind of out of it a bit, and so I’d see it, and drama would happen, and I’d be like ‘what drama? They’re not real’. But you’d see that and it would be like an analog fandom, maybe you’d have friends to talk to or people in school to talk to but you weren’t like, entrenched in this community. It was very offline. So I think the coming online – maybe that’s why you don’t need the fashion as much anymore. It’s just if I have an account that has a My Chem lyric in it or a FOB lyric in it, or I tweet these bands I might find new friends. Or a lot of bands have their own forums or fanclubs and stuff, so maybe, I dunno, maybe that’s not a thing people need anymore.

Clo: yeah. Definitely for me I came into the online world with bands, I went there to find them, but I would’ve had a fandom, or like a like for the band, offline. When Gabe Saporta from Cobra Starship joined twitter in 2008, that’s when I joined. I didn’t care about anyone else, I just wanted to find Gabe on twitter.

Court: TELL ME ALL YOUR THOUGHTS, GABE.

[both laugh]

Clo: And Bebo, I probably would’ve been on Bebo when I started my emoness, and at that point, your’e just friends with people you know. Instagram today you just follow people you don’t know, you make friends with people who are into the same things as you but you just never meet them. Whereas with Bebo you got to know who from your friends were emo, as opposed to finding emo friends.

Court: Yeah, I get that. I think now it’s a lot different.

Clo: And I think that’s how we ended up flocking together. We met through another band who are not emo. Categorically not emo. And we ended up flocking together because we had shared interest in other bands like Green Day and Paramore and things like that.

Court: Yeah, I actually don’t even remember where I met you first, but my first memory of hanging out with you properly was in the queue for Green Day. So Green Day played Marlay Park in..2010?

Clo: Yep!

Court: and I still think of that as possibly one of the best gigs of my life. And it was it was before Green Day released Uno, Dos and Tré. Which we will talk about in detail at some point when we do our Green Day special. But it was around then. No, they released that in 2012 or 2013. So it was post… it was 21 Guns! Yeah it was the 21 Guns tour! And I got to meet Paramore that day. My friend won a private meet and greet with Paramore and I was too smol to appreciate it properly. And I was 15 or 16… no I was just gone 15, and I remember like SHAKING all the way through it like I don’t know how to talk to people? And I remember my mother freaking out cause she was like you’re going to be hanging out with a band like by yourself and I was like, they’re Christian! And she was like oh ok good, they probably don’t even drink. And at the time I don’t think Hayley did, cause she was worried about her voice and stuff

Clo: Yeah

Court: I remember being like these guys are good! But anyway I did that then I remember coming out and sitting on a wall then going over and queuing, and running into you and Nicole in the queue. And you guys were just in front of me for the whole thing.

Clo: Yeah I remember that gig, it was amazing. It was such a good show. And yeah I remember you telling me you met Paramore and I was SO jealous. I didn’t end up meeting them until 2013 I’d say? I met them, they played Belsonic in Belfast, and I won meet and greet tickets through the Paramore Fan Club.

Court: I remember that, and it was like 2 dudes and they were super nice? Wasn’t it?

Clo: What?

Court: The Paramore Fan Club. Wasn’t it two guys?

Clo: Oh no. The american one?

Court: the irish one?

Clo: No it was through the online fanclub. So I paid like 30 dollars a year or something.

Court: Woah. The All Time Low one was like 5 dollars a year.

Clo: The following year they got rid of it so they ended up doing it for free and I was really annoyed and the only reason I paid 30 dollars was to be in the running to win tickets if they ran these competitions. But I had other friends who went up to Belfast with me and they had won tickets as well through the fan club so we all got to go in and meet them. I was so nervous. What did you say to them? Do you even remember what you said? Court: Em… I remember talking to Jeremy. He had a Linkin Park branded Sharpie and I was like that’s so cool and he launched into this big story about it and I was like [sigh] you’re so cool and I was babbling at Hayley about how psyched I was for the show and then I was like omg your shirt’s so cool – remember Skelanimals? They were like…

Clo: yeah

Court: So I was like [babbles]. There was a lot of that. Except like, their manager. I dunno if it was their manager, she could’ve been… I dunno who she was, but she was really bitchy and mean. And they were happy to just stand there and chat. Jeremy and Hayley were just chatting themselves and joining us into the conversation, Zac was kinda...there. As he often was, he was just kind of there. And then Josh came out late, said sorry to Hayley for being late and then stood behind us, ignoring us.

Clo: Oh?

Court: And I went over and said hi and he was like oh hi, and I was like there’s only two of us here and I know we’re talking five hundred miles an hour but we haven’t attacked you? And like I haven’t screamed or done anything terrible. Cause even when they came out and said hi first I was shaking so bad, but like I didn’t fangirl or anything, I was just trying to keep it all inside. And I was so proud of myself for being so, like, stoic. Like I am so cool. And then he came out and was all sorry I’m late to Hayley and she was like, yeah cool, and their manager came out and was like we’re doing pictures now and then they have to go. And they were kinda like, we’re just chatting, it’s fine, so she kinda hurried them on. But I remember like, I loved Josh up to that point and it was real like, ‘never meet your heroes’ except Hayley was amazing. She was so sweet and so nice and she like gave us hugs and everything and it was just….it was… for never having met a band before, and that being my first experience of meeting a band, it was so positive except for the Josh bit cause I remember leaving and being devastated.

Clo: Yeah it’s definitely a case of don’t meet your heroes. Josh and Zac were gone by the time I got to meet them so it was just Jeremy, Taylor and Hayley. I was freaking out a bit. I was chatting to Jeremy, I don’t remember what I said because my friend afterwards was like oh my god you were chatting away it was great and I was like “Were we? I don’t remember.” I was shaking so much. I remember Hayley came to sign my...I had this Paramore book...I was like ‘I like your hair!’ and as soon as I said it, I was like “CLODAGH. What have you done. Why did you say that?! She probably gets that all the time, it’s probably the one thing she doesn’t want to hear at a meet and greet. What have I done, I’m so uncool, I said I like your hair to Hayley Williams”. She gets it all the time, so I was super embarrassed about that. But for a first time, it was really good.

Court: Yeah, I think for a band that are that big that are constantly getting bigger still – like they’re one of the few bands that are still growing because their sound has changed as they’ve gone on and it’s one of the few sounds that I believe it’s what they wanted to do, as opposed to a big label has gone hey, you need to appeal to this audience. Like I honestly believe that’s the music they wanted to write and that’s why I still like it, but for a band that big to be that accessible is cool.

Clo: I also think they have kept their audience as well. Fair enough, the last time they played here they played the Olympia Theatre [a 3,000 capacity venue in Dublin] which is a lot smaller than the 3 Arena

Court: So good though

Clo: Which they previously played, it was so good though, it was a great gig I was front row. But they didn’t… they could’ve well played the 3 Arena and kept the same audience. And even brought new people to see them. So I think they sold themselves short on that one.

Court: Yeah. I wonder was it just cause they hadn’t been here for a while? You see some bands be like, I don’t think we’ll sell this venue. Cause I know All Time Low played the O2 or the 3 Arena or whatever it’s called now

Clo: I think it’s the 3 Arena

Court: I’m old. Anyway, they played the 3 Arena and they ended up having to block out all the seats cause they just… they just might as well have played the Olympia.

Clo: I didn’t know that they played the 3 Arena, how long ago was that?

Court: That was….. 2016.

Clo: Okay. Okay.

Court: Just delving back into my All Time Low memories. [laughs]

Clo: Yeah.

Court: yeah, 2016. So they had done an arena tour in England and obviously thought, this is the same. And you’re like, no buddy, no it’s not. It was the same when they played Belsonic, everybody from Dublin just travelled up there and all the people from Belfast who wouldn’t normally travel, and some people flew over as well, so obviously they sold out Belsonic.

Clo: Yeah.

Court: And I think they thought well, we can do something this size in Dublin as well.

Clo: mmhmm.

Court: Cause they announced their Dublin show and I was really excited and everyone that was there was like ‘I’m not fuckin travelling down there for that.’

Clo: [laughs]. Although I’ve seen All Time low and I’ve listened to... some of their albums are really good ...pop...emo music. I don’t know if I can say that in front of you.

Court: [laughs] you can, that’s ok. I can take it.

Clo: I really enjoyed them, but I wouldn’t consider myself a huge fan. Like I said, I would listen to their stuff but I’m not really...I wouldn’t say they were one of my faves anymore.

Court: They’re still one of my faves. I mean their last album was diabolical. I just hated it so much, it made me angry.

Clo: mmhmm.

Court: It was one of those things where I thought, you tried something and it just didn’t work.

Clo: And that’s quite upsetting though, when your favourite band goes and does something like that, cause I can’t even imagine the heartache I’d have if Paramore came out with a shit album.

Court: See I think for them, they’ve been on FBR for so long, All Time Low only recently got signed to Fueled by Ramen, so I feel that they were like oh we need to try something new so they had this 80s electro-synth-pop-sort-of-pop-punk thing that they tried? And it was supposed to be a concept album except it wasn’t very well put together. Obviously somebody in a marketing room was like we have this character and you could write the thing about the character. But that only ever worked for My Chem. And only because Gerard was a genius.

Clo: Absolutely. And he’s somebody that obviously you can see with The Umbrella Academy which is on Netflix now, he was, or is, a writer and he knows how to write these intricate stories about characters. Whereas, All Time Low, they don’t really have a background in that? Court: [laughs]

Clo: I’ve never seen them come out with anything outside of that…

Court: they’ve done one kind of experimental album before. I loved it, people hated it. I hated it when I first heard it and it’s now one of my favourite of their albums. And this one was just… horrendous. Actually disappointing as hell. But they’re still my faves and I still have small faith that their next thing they’ll go back to basics. And they kind of have, they’ve released a couple of singles and they’re kind of more what they used to play. Paramore are still a fave...even though Panic! At the Disco is now just Brendon Urie – I mean it has been for a while, but now that it’s admittedly just Brendon, I still love them. I remember I saw something the other day where you were like I hate their new album. And, I don’t! I don’t love it, I like some things on it, I don’t actively hate it.

Clo: Their style from every single album that they’ve released, their style has changed.

Court: Yeah

Clo: when you go from AFYCSO to Pretty.Odd, they’re so different. I feel like their second album Pretty.Odd is so different because I know Ryan Ross was a massive fan of the Beatles

Court: yeah

Clo: And I feel like he took creative control of that album and fucked shit up and left the band. Their third one… Vices and Virtues, that was…

Court: I think that’s my favourite

Clo: I really like that one. They are… I feel like the Ballad of Mona Lisa is pop but emo.

Court: Yes.

Clo: It had radio success, at least here in Ireland.

Court: I think I agree. That was their single they released. Before that they had done a single for Jennifer’s Body. Loved that film, so good. Him and Spencer – oh, Spencer!

Clo: [fond] awh. That was when Ryan and

Court: Jon

Clo: Jon Walker. Had left.

Court: I always feel like Ryan thought, because he wrote the lyrics for that, that if he left them, they’d be screwed.

Clo: Yeah

Court: And then, they weren’t. Cause actually Brendon is really good at writing songs. I just think he’d never got a chance before that. If they were to play here or they were to play somewhere that I could get to, I’d go see them again, no bother. I’ve seen them in England a couple of times, once in the Forum in London and…...I think they played Slamdunk as well one year, too. And then they played the Olympia here a few years ago too.

Clo: Yeah that’s the only time I’ve seen them. I went to that gig on my own, actually.

Court: Awhhh! I didn’t know you were there!!

Clo: And it was incredible! I had so much fun. It was enjoyable cause I think the girl beside me was on her own as well

Court: Oh, okay

Clo: But we didn’t really like...it was a non-spoken thing, we were just kind of there having a great time

Court: That was a great gig. I’m trying to think who else… Obviously FOB. I’m not mad on their new stuff, but I feel like FOB are emo dads.

Clo: yeah

Court: and they’ve grown with their sound and it’s….I think it’s respectful of their original audience, as opposed to being too commercial in some ways. I feel like a lot of their audience is our age and older, like people in their early 30s were into FOB cause they were the original emo band, so I do think that what they’ve done is that they’ve grown with their own sound and they’re kind of going ‘we’re in our 30s and we’re dads and we’re getting older and here’s stuff that we’d listen to’, but that still respects the lyrical thing that got people interested in the first place. I can respect it even if I don’t love it.

Clo: yeah

Court: And then obviously My Chem.

Clo: They are… yeah. We are in twenty nine scene right now.

Court: TWENTY NINE SCENE! YEAH!

Clo: They… their last album was set in 2019, Danger Days

Court: Was it?!

Clo: it was set in the future

Court: We’re in the future!

Clo: We’re now in 2019 and there was a lot of conversation about, will they come back in 2019 because I was actually listening to it earlier on and at the end, Dr. Death who’s like the radio voice over – it’s another concept album – he says, you know, ‘bye for now, I know you’ll miss me’ and there was a lot of conversation about whether My Chem will come back in 2019. Obviously in 2019 we have the Umbrella Academy which is Gerard Way’s comic that was released on Netflix…. Will they come back? Who knows. We’ve got another 7 months to find out.

Court: I can’t see it happening. I would love… I never got to see them live.

Clo: Did you not?

Court: No. And when they last played here in 2011, they were giving away tickets on the radio, that was Brian and Dara on the Lock In [a radio show that ran at night on Irish music station Spin1038 between 2011–2013ish that played more alternative music and gave away tickets to alternative shows]... the Lock Down?

Clo: The Lock In

Court: The Lock In. And they were giving away tickets. And I’ve Blink tickets, I’ve won all sorts of tickets but this girl I know who was a huge huge fan of My Chem won them instead of me, and I was like yeah I’m happy, I’ll catch them the next time.

Clo: Yeahhh….

[both laugh]

Court: and it just didn’t happen. I did get to see Gerard play at Reading and Leeds...Well it was Leeds fest I went to, in 2014, so when he did…. I mean, it was as close as I was going to get

Clo: yeah

Court: You’re making a face, Clodagh’s making a face

Clo: Close enough

Court: yeah, it was fine, I didn’t love that

Clo: Did they do any My Chem songs?

Court: No. And he said, I watched, actually, an interview the other day, I dunno it was from four years ago, but he said that when he was doing those tours that he didn’t want to play My Chem songs because he didn’t want to set a precedent where people would expect him to always do that

Clo: Okay

Court: Cause I think he thought he was going to continue doing music, and then he disappeared off the face of the earth for a while, then he ended up in Wales. It was a whole weird thing.

Clo: Yeah I was on his Twitter account the other day doing a lot of research for this podcast, and he had something like ‘go follow this account for updates on Gerard Way’s life’ or something, I can’t remember what the account was called, but he hadn’t tweeted himself since 2015

Court: yeah he literally just stepped back from everything. I think he had, I dunno, whether he just got kinda lost? Or wanted to spend more time with his family, and then got focused on UA and on writing more… I think he’s still writing UA, I’m not sure?

Clo: I think he might have another one as well, I can’t remember the name of it but it was in his Twitter bio so I can only assume he had been writing another comic or something else. Which is great, at least we’re still getting something from Gerard Way’s brain.

Court: He’s still working on stuff, but I think he’s just kinda done. And I’ve seen Frank Iero andthe Cellabration and whatever one came after the Cellabration. So Frank Iero’s bands at the moment have a concept for each album but he changes the band name for every concept. The first one was FrnkIero andthe Cellabration, then there was FI and the.. something [Patience], and now there’s FIAT Future Violents.

Clo: See this I didn’t know

Court: Yeah so I’ve seen them…. Twice. Three times? No, I went through a phase of having...I developed really bad anxiety and I had a sensory problem where loud noises would cause me to have panic attacks. So I went to see Frankie in The Academy and somebody whistled really loudly close by and I literally had a panic attack and had to go home so I saw them twice and was in the room to see them three times.

Clo: Oh no!

Court: Which kinda sucked. But I got to see them, I saw them in Bristol, which was a weird place to go to, they supported Mallory Knox

Clo: another band

Court: Yeah, Mallory. I’d travel...Well I don’t anymore, I can’t anymore, but I used to travel a lot for gigs. Especially when you go to England, tickets are like 15 quid.

Clo: They’re dirt cheap.

Court: Yeah. Like it’s obviously because it’s easier for them to get there and easier for them to get gear around and stuff, but you’d spend 15 quid on a ticket and have the best time of your life.

Clo: 15 euro on a Ryanair flight.

Court: Yeah!

Clo: I used to be the same. I think the last time I travelled to see a band was last January, a band called [inaudible], psychadelic rock, totally not emo. They were really really good, but other than that, I would’ve travelled a good bit to see YMA6, I was a bit obsessed with them there for a while. And their live gig Final Night of Sin, and I went to see them in Southampton but it was completely random but it was the only place I could get tickets for, Belfast a couple of times, but other than that I think it’s been pretty quiet with regards to travelling for gigs. It’s definitely mostly been YMA6.

Court: Yeah. Like there’s no bands….the next band I’m going to see is Fever 333, and it’s the singer used to be in Letlive., if you remember that from a couple of years ago? So there’s nothing like, it’s really quiet here, bands don’t really come here.

Clo: Yeah, like I said earlier we had YMA6 came over in November, they played their 10 year anniversary show for Take Off Your Colours. Before that, I can’t remember the last emo band that I went to see.

Court: Yeah. I had tickets for Cute is What We Aim For. Now, I had those tickets, and then they cancelled, and then I found out some stuff that he’d said online originally when the MeToo stuff came out. And it was really stupid and ignorant. He apologised because people were like EHHH, SORRY?

[together] WHAT?

Court: And he was basically schooled, and he did apologise genuinely, but I was still like, that’s dodgy as all hell. It was basically just like ‘women are stronger than that’ and it was just like, no.

Clo: uhhhhh….

Court: It was real like, he wanted to be on the side of, women aren’t weak because that’s what he thought women were saying?

Clo: Okay…

Court: And he completely got the wrong end of the stick and it was really shitty when I read it, and I read his apology and his apology was better than most apologies we’ve seen and it was just, like, a completely ignorant thing he’d said. But I think had I seen that before, I would’ve been really mad.

Clo: Would it have turned you off going?

Court: Probably, I do think that’s another episode we need to talk about

Clo: Definitely

Court: what would actually stop you going to see a band, because as we know, over the last couple of years, a lot of bands have been outed for doing shitty things, especially in the era of MeToo, we’ve had a lot of people come forward and say this happened to me, this happened to me. Something had happened to a friend of mine, actually, a few years ago, that she was really brave and came forward and said… and that drama is still ongoing, which is really sad and really shit because other people are now involved in it too, and I just think like when you’re a teenager, you’re really trusting.

Clo: yeah

Court: and even if you are attracted to people in the band, you don’t really know what it is you’re expecting to happen? So if someone were to give you that kind of attention or ply you with drink or do whatever, I don’t know how I would’ve reacted as a kid to that, and obviously not every experience is mine, maybe some people did think they knew what they were getting into and it didn’t turn out that way. I do think that’s a future topic

Clo: definitely. So I think we’re going to wrap it up, I think we’re going to talk a little bit about maybe what kind of reunions would you like to see over the next Twenty Nine Scene. What do you want to see happen?

Court: Hmm. Obviously I would love to see My Chem come back

Clo: yes

Court: I don’t think they will. I think Gerard’s so resistant to the idea of doing anniversary tours. But a lot of bands are and then it comes around to it and nostalgia and stuff kicks in, so obviously that’s going to be top of the list. Emm… I’d love to see Hey Monday.

Clo: Oh my god, YES. I’d love for that to happen.

Court: I know Cassadee is… Cassadee Pope, she went on the Voice of America or whatever they call it over there, won, and is now is like a really successful country-music star. Which, like, good for you! Some of her songs are so great. I’d love maybe a one-off date maybe in England somewhere, I might go.

Clo: I would love to see that happen.

Court: Whatever happened to Metro Station?

Clo: Oh gosh. I’ve no idea. They met on the set of Hannah Montana, the two guys, obviously Trace Cyrus is Miley’s brother, and Mason Musso was the brother of the guy from Hannah Montana, I don’t remember what his name was, Oliver or whatever

Court: Yeah

Clo: So that was bizarre

Court: [laughs]

Clo: and the least emo thing to happen, hanging out on the set of Hannah Montana, but I think...I would actually like to see them. I really would, I remember there was a tour, Believers Never Die, and it was Hey Monday, Metro Station, FOB, Cobra Starship, and another band… but I remember that being my dream lineup. Really really wanted to go see that.

Court: that sounds amazing

Clo: I think ATL were the fifth band

Court: Of course they were

Clo: Cherry on the top of the cake for you. [laughs]

Court: Of course they were. Cobra Starship – you were...I just remember…. We didn’t really talk that much online, but I remember vague Facebook interactions, you were OBSESSED with Cobra Starship

Clo: [laughs]

Court: whenever I thought of CS, I’d be like ‘Clodagh really likes them’

Clo: their music wasn’t really emo, I think they kind of got their association, at least for me, through FOB. Gabe and Pete were really good friends, and they were on the same record label as well. I was obsessed with CS. I remember when I found out I won the meet and greet with CS, I fell to the floor

Court: [laughs]

Clo: and started crying

Court: super, super dramatic

Clo: very dramatic. So we met them, the meet and greet was amazing. I have a photograph that is just awful. We queued all day obviously so we’d get front row, but it didn’t matter if we got front row. In the meet and greet our phones died, and we have one really, really bad picture, it’s pixellated, it’s really dark, it was taken in the Green Room in the Academy downstairs just in bar lighting conditions

Court: Can we put it on the instagram?

Clo: yes

Court: even though it’s horrible?

Clo: I don’t think we’ll be able to make it out

Court: just circle your face

Clo: if I can figure it out, it’s very very dark. I’d love to see them. A band called Family Force Five supported them. Do you remember them?

Court: No?

Clo:They were like Christian metal emo, right.

Court: what a genre. That’s a mash up.

Clo: Their albums are really good and kinda metally-emo, but they were about Jesus and God. But they were kinda really good.

Court: There was a lot of Christian rock bands. Paramore started out as that. Then remember like Skillet?

Clo: Reliant K? I don’t know how that’s pronounced.

Court: Reliant K, yeah.

Clo: I used to love them, they were kinda Christian rock as well.

Court: yeah. It was really strange how many of those bands because as famous as they did and then… I’m sure we’ve forgotten loads for the reunion, but obviously top of 2019 wishlist is My Chem.

Clo: 100%. So that’s it for this week, thank you so much for tuning in and listening to this podcast, Kids From Yesterday. If you’d like to find us on Instagram we’re @kidsfromyesterdaypod and we’re on Twitter, @kidsfromydaypod.

Court: If you’re listening, make sure to share it, share it with your friends, tell people...I dunno… share

Clo: post it on your instagram story and tag us so we can share it too. We wanna be friends.

Court: we need friends. We don’t have any friends. Yeah, so, thanks so much for listening, and we’ll catch you next week. BYEE.

Clo: byeee.

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