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garethcohenau · 5 months ago
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Wedding Drummers | The Gareth Cohen Experience
Transform your wedding into a vibrant celebration with the captivating performances of The Gareth Cohen Experience. Our skilled wedding drummers add a dynamic touch to your ceremony and reception, creating an unforgettable atmosphere. Whether you desire traditional drumming or modern beats, our drummers deliver a customized performance that reflects your unique style. Let the rhythm of The Gareth Cohen Experience make your special day extraordinary, leaving a lasting impression on you and your guests.
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You might say Nathan is the prettier friend and "I have never seen two pretty best friends"
But Nathan's pov is this. He tossed a green cloth on him.
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Without text and cut and mtl reference:
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sichore · 8 months ago
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I started a color version of this but I wasn't feeling it. The vibes however are immaculate
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polyklok · 1 year ago
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Hi! What's your HC for how each band member (and Charles too, if you can) would be like on their wedding day?
Ohmygosh I am such a sap, I’m having way too much fun with this prompt and I haven’t even started writing yet!
The Wedding Day
Nathan Explosion
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Leading up to the day, Nathan becomes more and more of a nervous wreck. He’s terrified of something going wrong, the day being completely ruined and you leaving him forever because of it. No matter how much you reassure him that you plan to marry him no matter what, he is dead set on making sure that the wedding will be perfect and that you’ll have the best day of your life. While metal and brutality are what he strives for most, he also has a sense of traditionalism that seeps into the wedding plans. He talks to his parents a lot during the whole process.
The morning of, he wakes up and is suddenly calm about the whole ordeal. His chest is bubbling with giddiness and he has a small smile that he can’t wipe off of his face as he begins to get ready. He’s excited to see you, to say his vows and to hear yours and put rings on each others fingers and become officially married. The word sounds really good to him.
Dethklok are his groomsmen, with Pickles as his best man. You’ve already been in their favor for a long time, so they’re equally excited on Nathan’s behalf. The dressing room is loud and crowded, but he lets the chaos roll off his back as he thinks about spending the rest of his life with you.
Eventually, he’s suited up and the guests have poured in. Shortly before the ceremony, he’s with his dad, who is making small adjustments to Nathan’s appearance and pumping him up for finalizing the greatest decision he’ll ever make.
“Ready, son? This is it.”
“Fuck yeah.”
The ceremony is fairly large; Klokateers line the walls, he’s facing all the friends and family that could’ve possibly been invited, his bandmates are behind him. But he’s only wanting to see you. He can’t possibly take much longer, he feels like the butterflies are gonna rip out of his gut and start devouring the guests. Suddenly, music starts playing, and he laser-focuses on the aisle.
You’re gorgeous. Everything about you; perfect. You’re glowing from the inside-out. Nathan doesn’t even notice the hot tears that begin to stream down his face, he’s entranced. As soon as you reach him, he takes your hand into his and squeezes them like he’ll never let go. His lips move like he wants to say something, but he simply cannot find the words to describe how brutally in-love he is. His head is dizzy with happiness.
He doesn’t even hear what the officiant is saying. When the time for vows come he just…shakes his head, keeping eye contact with you. You giggle, the guests chuckle. Don’t worry, you’ll get to see what he had planned to say later, and it’s very sweet. But Nathan can’t bring himself to say a whole speech right now. He just wants to kiss you.
And, boy, does he kiss you! Nathan’s kiss is hot and passionate and you feel like you would fall off the edge of the world if it weren’t for his right grasp. Nathan feels a lot of intense emotions, many of which he keeps bottled up. But when he kisses you on your wedding day, you can suddenly feel all of them and it’s wonderful.
After the ceremony, Nathan is thrilled to be married to you, it’s adorable. He does his best to compress it down for pictures, purely for image’s sake (these are the photos that are gonna be shared publicly, after all). In most photos, he holding you with his signature pissed-off expression. But there’s a few with a glimpse of his eager smile.
After photos? He’s completely loose. Nathan is an absolute goofball when in the right mood, and being married to the person he loves most definitely does the trick. He stuffs his face, drinks a drink or three, laughs loudly at Pickles’ best man speech, and doesn’t even complain when his parents embarrass the hell out of him.
The dance you two share is a bit clumsy, his feet taking random steps as he presses his forehead into yours. You both incomprehensibly compliment each other and exchange various, “I love you”s. But none of it needs to be said; Staring in each other’s eyes like this already makes it the best day of your life.
Soon after the height of the party, Nathan gives a half-assed goodbye to his band and his parents in order to drag you to the limo that’s already waiting outside, getting an early start on your honeymoon.
Pickles the Drummer
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I’ll be honest; Pickles is not sure if this whole thing was ever a good idea. His proposal was last-minute and completely unplanned. He is constantly changing his mind, keeping you on edge. One minute, he’s infatuated with the idea of holy matrimony. The next, he’s saying he just wants to get hitched in Vegas. The next, he‘s calling the whole thing off. He knows that he loves you and he wants you to be happy but…it’s a big commitment. Especially for someone like Pickles. Please be patient with him.
But the date, despite the pushbacks, finally arrives. He hardly sleeps the night before. He convinces you to stay with him until the last minute, afraid he’s gonna scare himself into running off. He lays in bed for a solid hour after waking up, just letting your sleeping form cling to him. He desperately wants a drink and he hates himself for it. The only thing keeping him from spiraling is your warm weight and the pace of your breathing.
The morning is slow and heavy as the two of you get ready. You ask him a few times if he’s okay and he always says “Yeh, ‘m gud” despite the look on his face; scared and unfocused. You don’t push it. Instead, you give him a kiss on the cheek before you leave to get into your outfit.
Despite the coaxing from you and Dethklok and even Charles; Pickles had invited his family, at the very last second he possibly could have. And they show up pissed. His father is silently judgmental, his mother is nagging, and his brother is all kinds of rude. The ceremony hasn’t even started but they’re already on his ass about everything they can think of. He’s nauseous with anxiety, desperately trying to block out their voices. Nathan has to drag them away when Seth makes on a comment on you, seeing how Pickles was one second away from beating the shit out of him again.
So his wedding starts with Pickles in a miserable mood. He just wants the day to be over. He’s at the altar, avoiding eye contact with his mom and sweating bullets. When you do finally make your way down the aisle, he gives you a small smile. He feels guilty for being so overwhelmed with dread rather than happiness. At the very least, he does think you look amazing, even if it’s hard to tell beneath his unease.
You can see him shaking, trying hard to not hyperventilate. When the officiant asks if anyone objects, he squeezes your hands and his eyes dart over to his family. Luckily, they stay silent. And so, you’re married. Once Pickles kisses you, there a small moment where he’s calm again. He’s attached to you by the lips, the warm sensation of love pouring over him, the same love that made him propose in the first place.
Until it ends. He suddenly hears the cheering, realizes that the two of you are surrounded by people and he immediately looks to his parents, mortified by their unimpressed faces. You take his hand with you, back down the aisle as he stutters an apology for looking like an idiot.
But you don’t go back to the dressing room. Instead, you drag him right out of the venue and push him into a car.
“Wha’dder doin, babe?”
“Getting you outta here.”
You ditch the wedding. You’re already married, there’s no point in staying there just so he can stew in his anxiety. For a few moments of the car ride, he still afraid that you’re mad at him for not being more enthusiastic about the ceremony. But he eventually relaxes and thanks you, at ease for the first time in weeks. Later, there will be a huge freak out and Charles will berate you for leaving so suddenly. But right now, you pick up some fast food and hit up a random park. The two of you take some edibles he conveniently had in his suit pocket and spend the rest of the night eating and cuddling under the moonlight.
Skwisgaar Skwigelf
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The day Skwisgaar proposed to you was magical. It was romantic, it was beautiful, he was vulnerable and extremely sweet. After? Nothing. He was still your Skwisgaar, affectionate with you and ever-so-slightly teasing. There were no changes to him. But he had practically no involvement in the wedding planning, never even brought it up. When you asked for his input on something, he always told you do to do what you want. Even on inviting his mother;
“If you thinks she shoulds be theres.”
The only thing he actively contributed was picking his clean, white suit, which Charles had to nag him into doing last minute. The night before, you asked if he even wanted to do it at all, since he was so aloof about it. He gave you a simple,
“Ofs course I does.”
The day comes. Skwisgaar wakes up with a heavy weight on his chest. He really does want to marry you. He’s changed a lot about himself and his lifestyle in order to be committed to you, and he is happy about it. You���re the best thing that’s ever happened to him, better than the thousands of groupies he used to occupy himself with. But the word ‘Husband’ used to be something to mock in his eyes, a lame dildo who’s given up in life and probably isn’t even happy. But that’s about to be him, your husband. He isn’t upset, but it’s a strange thing to become someone you once despised.
So, as he gets ready and as his groomsmen tease him mercilessly for his dedication to you, he’s quiet and neutral. Even for Dethklok, it’s hard to tell what he’s feeling at he moment, but he shows no signs of backing out, so they continue on.
Once he’s in position, Skwisgaar sees what you’ve been working on for the past several months. And it’s gorgeous, you did a wonderful job. The guest list was very minimal, a detail he greatly appreciates. He briefly scans over them, but stops once he spots blonde hair the same color as his own. Then, he focuses on the aisle, waiting for you, keeping his head clear from the awful clouds of thoughts that he doesn’t want to hear right now.
You walk down, the two of you make hard, intimate eye contact. His first thought is that you are the most beautiful anyone has ever been, especially for him, and he can’t believe you’re real. His second thought is how wonderful you’d look if all the clothing were to be removed. His third thought is praying that the intense ache on his eyes don’t spill over into tears.
He says his vows quietly, speaking to you in a hushed tone. He couldn’t care less about the small crowd watching him as his life permanently changes, he prefers if they didn’t hear him anyway. This is for you and him exclusively. And when he kisses you…
Skwisgaar has a horrible tendency to always leave you wanting for more. He’s an absolutely addictive kisser and it’s completely unfair to you. Your wedding kiss is no different. He gives a light chuckle when you follow his lips as he pulls away. He decides to keep the gesture quite conservative for now. Don’t worry, you’ll get plenty more later.
From then on, he’s attached to you. He doesn’t leave your side for a second, completely ignoring the guests just to stare at you with a refreshing, loving gaze in his eyes. While drinking champagne, cutting the cake, listening to speeches; you’re the only thing occupying his world that day.
He says very little until your first dance, in which he thanks you for all the work you put in. But really, he would’ve been happy next to a dumpster. He leans his close, lips grazing your ear, and whispers exactly how he’s going to thank you later when the two of you are alone. Even as your husband, Skwisgaar is a man of seduction and absolute tease.
Toki Wartooth
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He bought a ring, like, a month into seeing you and had to be tied down by Charles just so he wouldn’t immediately propose. Toki LOVES the idea of marriage and goes to ask you as soon as his manager is sure that you won’t accidentally tear apart the band. There are no words to describe how absolutely giddy he is to be your husband, he counts down the days every single morning.
Unfortunately, he’s sort of awful at planning. He has so many ideas that are a messy collision of traditional, brutal, and decora aesthetics and he’s constantly spouting them off to you. It’s gonna take a while to find some balance so your wedding doesn’t immediately cause a seizure to anyone in the vicinity. The day before, he gives you hundreds of kisses, squealing and giggling about how happy he is and how wonderful it’s all going to be.
The two of you separate that night, wanting to get ready individually so you can do a ‘first-look’ before the ceremony. Unfortunately, it has been a very long time before Toki has had to sleep in a bed without you and he is forced to remember how cold it can be. He barely sleeps, staring at the ceiling, desperately missing you as his heart pounds with anticipation to marry you.
Turns out, not sleeping before your wedding day isn’t a great idea. The entire morning, he’s sporadically dozing off, needing to be herded around by Dethklok so he can get ready. The whole day is spent with him either smiling like a huge goofball or half-asleep as he showers, eats breakfast, gets his hair done, and suits up.
At some point, he hears that his parent/s didn’t actually show up, despite being invited. His chest buzzes with the usual strange feelings he gets whenever talking about his family, but he pushes foreword. Never was there a groom so determined.
As he waits at the alter, he’s bouncing on his heels, fidgeting with his hands, grinning so hard his face hurts. He’s dreamed about his wedding day for years and years, in love with his soon-to-be spouse before he even met you, and the best moment of his life is mere seconds away from happening. What would happen next, after his happily-ever-after? He doesn’t know, but he’s happy to spend it with you.
And here you come. The music plays, you walk down the aisle…Toki is easily prone to sobbing, but he has never ‘happy-cried’ until this moment. It’s almost concerning, how shaky he is with pure, unfiltered joy. The last thing you need is for your husband to spontaneously combust.
While Toki had put a lot of thought and effort into writing his vows, they’re practically out the window. He slips in a few preplanned lines, but he mostly rambles about how glorious being in love is and how wonderful you are, slipping between Norwegian and English and laughing at himself the whole way through. It’s a messy speech, but it’s one full of passion.
He kisses you a minimum of three times, each more lovely than the last as your guests clap and cheer. You’re lifted and twirled all the way to the car meant to take you to the reception, squeezed into the back seat as he attacks you with affection.
At this point, Toki had been running on adrenaline and very short power-naps the entire day. He’s still flooded with delight to finally, officially, be yours but he has never been one to run well on sleep deprivation. His head slowly leans into your collarbone, humming through his comfortable smile and looking up at you lovingly with half-shut eyes.
“Toki, are you alright?”
“Pers-fect.”
He yawns through his words, half-heartedly insisting that he can enjoy the rest of the evening just fine but not objecting when you tell the driver to just head to the hotel and tell Charles about the change of plans. It’s not long before the both of you are passed out and tangled within each other, your outfits only half-removed before the sun has even set.
William Murderface
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William had never thought he’d get married. At some points, he thought that love was simply not for him, that he was forever to be unwanted. But even has you entered his life, took over his heart and made him realize that he was worth something…it still never crossed his mind. It seemed like something that cliché assholes do just to prove a point. It took a lot of work from the both of you for him to truly believe that you cared; what did a dumb certificate have to prove after all this time?
Several years into your relationship, and the two of you have fallen into a comfy routine, both brutally thrilling and cozily domestic. He’s not only in love, but living in long-term happiness. It’s bliss. Until, at some social event that he was only attending out of requirement, some random dildo insists that it’s really about the time you two get married.
You laugh it off and Murderface promptly tells the guy to suck his dick, mostly out of instinct. But later, when you’ve practically forgotten, the concept is still on William’s mind. Was it about that time? Would two little rings really transform his relationship, one of the greatest things to ever happen to him, to something more sacred? Did you want to? You seemed to brush it away so easily earlier…would you not be willing to marry him?
You notice his behavior change over the course of a few days, clearly pondering something deeply but unwilling to tell you what. It isn’t until a very late night, when you’re already in bed with him, eyes closed and brain only half-on;
“Would you wanna get married?”
“What?”
“To me. If I aschked, would you schay yesch and marry me?”
“Sure, Hun. I’ll marry you.”
Two weeks later, he is stationed in the middle of Mordhaus’ living room, wearing clothes that are only slightly nicer than his usual.
Pickles, once again, asks him if he’s only doing this to prove some dumb point. William, once again, tells Pickles to fuck off. Nathan, as his best man, pokes him in the back and says he could’ve made the ceremony a bit nicer at the very least. William insists that the both of you liked this way best.
Skwisgaar is lounged on the couch, guitar in lap as he begins to strum the first song that comes to mind. Toki enters and haphazardly throws around some rice he recently hijacked from the kitchen. You follow, also in slightly-nicer-clothing, and holding one of Murderface’s many knives rather than a bouquet. The smile on your face is the brightest he’s ever seen and everything feels right to him.
Charles reads from a document he had just printed out that morning. With you looking into his eyes at this very moment, William is baffled at how he could’ve possibly waited this long to do the bare minimum of marrying you. Because he wouldn’t want it any other way. With Charles’ short, law-required speech done, he declares the two of you a wedded couple.
The kiss is intense, wrapped fully into each other as the commitment is finalized. There’s a brief amount of clapping from Dethklok and the surrounding Klokateers, but the celebrations last less than an hour before you and Murderface are shoved onto a plane for your honeymoon.
The first few days in Las Vegas are a blur of alcohol, drugs, gambling, and intense sex. The next few days are spent with long, romantic moments, intimate conversations, sensual cuddling and…still lots of sex. William practically melts every time you acknowledge him as your new husband.
It was rushed, it was messy, it resulted in rice being vacuumed out of the living room carpet for months and the biggest blackout of your life…but your wedding day was nothing short of perfect.
Bonus: Charles
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I’m doing a rush job of this because I’m still not 100% sold on his businussy
I think you would originally get married in bare-minimal circumstances, probably for potential tax benefits or political reasons. Either way, he slips a plain band ring on your finger and gives you a brief kiss. It’s less than a romantic gesture and more like a business deal.
Later on, as the two of you grew closer than he has with anybody else, he realizes just how improper your official wedding really was. So he conducts that a proper one be planned. It’s much more extravagant and he splurges to make sure you get everything you want.
That’s all I have to say about that it is 3 Am I am so sorry offdensen simps love you
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bed-wed-behead-your-fave · 2 months ago
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Camina Drummer from The Expanse
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twigg96 · 1 year ago
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Hi, can I please get headcanons on how each band member handles their wedding day and how they react to their bride walking down the aisle? Also, headcanons for what their wedding song would be?
Hello my sweet anon! You absolutely can have some wedding day HCs!!! I hope you like them!
Nathan- is a complete mess of a man on his wedding day. His shirt is not pressed. He’s worried the lapel on his suit is the wrong shade of cyan. He’s death gripping the chair’s arms as his hair stylist does his hair so he doesn’t pick at the polish Skwisgaar has reapplied for the 12th time that day. He’s paced a nice little track in the carpet of the hotel room he’s staying in for their destination wedding. When he’s finally usher to the front of the alter. The space neatly decorated by his partner and their bridesmaids. He’s supremely impressed considering they set out to decorate while heavily drunk during the bridal shower last night. The anxious thought crosses his mind that maybe. His partner would be too drunk or rather too hung over to show up to the wedding. But Pickles, his best man squeezed his shoulder reminding him to stay in the moment. With the start of Canon in D Nathan stared at the end of the aisle watching as his partner's bride's maids came walking down one by one before their maid of honor walked proudly standing in her placed opposite Pickles. She smiled and winked at Nathan giving him a quick thumbs up as the little flower girl and ring bearer stumbled their way up the aisle to the oohs and awes of the crowd. The little flower girl completely forgetting to toss the petals in her basket until she reached Nathan's calf. Suddenly the little girl tossed the basket to the ground and clung to his suit pants hiding away from the prying eyes of the crowd. Nathan couldn't help but chuckle at the little girl's antics. But as his partner stepped into view, their beautiful white gown swirling around their feet as they stood at the end of the aisle looking through their veil at him... Nathan thought his heart had stopped and he had died. And maybe for a second he did... But as the wedding march began to play Nathan was dragged back to reality. Nathan wanted to cry and run to his partner and keep them all to himself all at the same time. But he knew they would absolutely kill him if he did that so he did his best to be patient... and thank god he did. The wedding went off without a hitch despite his initial fears. He got mother fucking married to the person of his dreams! He couldn't be more happy! The reception was a fucking blast! The party of all parties. He ate his favorite foods drank his favorite liquor and had his picture taken more than a thousand times. For their first dance Nathan chooses "Love You To Death" By Type O Negative. He finds the song enchanting in a way he can't find words to describe. He also loves how brutally awesome the song is and loves the band as a whole.
Pickles - As much as he loved being the center of attention... he really hated the idea of traditional weddings and ceremonies. To him a wedding was just the government's way of controlling two people's relationship... but his partner really wanted one so here he was in a monkey suit and a tie standing in the back room... might have actually been a broom closet if he really looked close enough... of the local church. His partner was getting ready with the help of literally all of their friends on the other side of the door. He could hear them all giggling out there. He wasn't allowed to see his bride before the wedding. Stupid superstitions... it wasn't like he and his partner weren't fucking regularly before then anyway. But whatever made his partner happiest this was their day after all... well their day but Pickles loved and respected his partner enough to let them have control of most everything for the ceremony as long as he could get an open bar at the reception. Pickles sighed looking to the watch on his wrist. Another 5 minutes and he got to come out to piss before the ceremony. Leaning up against the wall he sighed letting the reality of his situation wash over him. Holy fucking shit... he was getting married to the love of his life. Then suddenly he remembered... they invited Seth and his family to the wedding. His eyes popped open the the dank musty closet he was in as he cursed under his breath. He remembered begging his partner not to send his families invites but they insisted on sending at least Seth's since the two of them seemed to be getting along better now. They weren't entirely wrong... He and Seth had managed better now that Seth had a kid of his own. But still, he wasn't excited for family time after the ceremony. Five minutes passes faster than he realized as Nathan opened the door with a shit eating grin letting him rush to the bathroom before ushering him to the front of the little church to stand like a Ken doll to be ogled at. There were less people than he expected there would be but then again when he insisted small wedding his partner must have taken it to heart. On the right were his partner's loved ones, their friends, and their bride's maids. To his left sat Seth, Amber, and Little Man, Nathan, Murderface, Toki, and Skwisgaar. Officiating was Charles standing right by his side the biggest and proudest smile on his face Pickles had ever seen. Pickles couldn't help the sob that ripped through him when everything started. It was all so real and happening so fast. His bride stood at the back of the church looking like an angel and here he was blubbering like an Wisconsin Moron. He couldn't help himself. Rushing to their side he held out his arm to escort them down the aisle. "Love the color on ya, Sticks." He whispered winking as the two walked hand in hand together up the aisle. The wedding was amazing, better than Pickles ever could imagine. The ceremony was fast and to the point, perfect for his ADHD brain to comprehend. Something he suspected Charles had planned for. The reception was a blast. The best live music played intermittently with the DJ that played inside a sectioned off +18 area where various drugs and alcohol were being served. Dinner was Irish Stew. Pickles favorite and a staple from his childhood when his grandma made it (a recipe from the old country). His choice in wedding song is Pantera’s Cemetery Gates. Not exactly what everyone is expecting when they think of a love song but hey! He and his partner look happy as they dance alone in the center of the firehouse.
Murderface - this boy has sweat through two dress shirts while waiting for official to arrive. The wedding hasn’t even started and his groomsmen are frantically rushing all over the room trying to find cool towels, mint tea, and an extra anxiety medicine to calm the bassist. His soon to be wife had slept in the same hotel room as him as his separation anxiety was too much for him to go a night without them for too long. They were going with an “uncouth” color pallet. Black and red. His partner’s dress was a pitch black and their flower choice was red roses dyed with black ink dripped on the petals. One of which was delicately pinned to his lapel, a difficult feat for his best man Pickles who pricked himself more than once trying to keep up with him. As the music played indicating that it was time William stepped through the door and was immediately floored. His partner stood at the head of the alter already ready. They had practiced this. The reversal of roles. William would walk up the aisle and his blushing bride would stand with their veil pulled waiting on him. But still he was blown away at the sight all the same. His heart beating a thousand miles an hour. He felt shaky and sick in a good way. His wife looked devilishly stunning. The wedding was beautiful and amazing. He would have married his partner a thousand times over had the chance. The reception was held in the basement of Murderface and his partner’s favorite bar. It was where they first met. The bar was popping all night serving drinks to loud crowd. At the center of it all the pair danced to Killswitch Engage- The End of Heartache.
Toki- the Norwegian has been dreaming of this day his whole life. Well… adult life. He loved his partner more than anything in the whole universe. So when his partner said they wanted to have a traditional wedding Old Norse Wedding like he did was just icing on the cake. They got married on Frigga’s day (Friday) and got Frigg’s and Odin’s blessings the morning of the marriage before going their separate ways to get ready. His bride went with her bridesmaids to the local bathhouse and sauna to preform the Maiden Ritual in which they washed away her maiden hood. Instead of a veil she wore a flower crown made from the children in her family. Toki undergoes the sword ceremony. Attended by his married family members he would steal a sword from one of his dead family members graves to take with him to the ceremony. The sword was placed there by one of Toki’s loved ones and symbolizes his death as a boy and rebirth as a married man. Once the women are finished at the bathhouse Toki would travel by foot to the bathhouse and bathe in the same water to cleanse himself of his bachelor status. Both the bride and Toki would dawn their ceremonial paint symbolizing protection and the blessings of the gods. At the ceremony along with flowers they each would bear swords. Toki and his love would exchange swords as a sign that he and his partner’s family was now one. Afterwards there would be a giant feast with all the food and booze anyone could ever imagine. Despite there not needing a wedding song Toki insisted they dance. He chose Fall into Me - by Peyton Perrish. Even if it’s not traditional Norse he wanted something with a little metal to tie in the old with the new in his life.
Skwisgaar- He is hesitant to get married at first. After all the bumps he and his partner has shared in their relationship he wasn’t quite sure if they were ever going to be ready… hell he didn’t know if HE was ever going to be ready. It after a long debate he decided he couldn’t live without his partner and made the commitment. However as he stood at the alter he debated on bolting. His feet were ice cold in their white suede shoes. His white suite was pristine but he felt like he was naked in front of the extra large crowd he insisted on inviting. “If we ams getting married we ams getting married in style!” He fidgeted with the flowers on the stand then on his lapel all while his best man tried to calm him finally asking “do you want to marry them at all?” He didn’t know how to answer that. He did. But he was… scared. As the songs started he had to take a breath and stepped out to the gasping of the audience. Fifteen minutes passed and most of his stomach contents now laid at the bottom of the church’s trash can that sat outside. He never got stage fright damn it he gave it! Standing up he strode back in on wobbly legs. His partner’s bridesmaids stood in position watching him with venom in their eyes as he took his place. “Ready…” he muttered popping a mint into his mouth. As his partner’s maid of honor ran down the aisle glaring all the way he knew. He fucked up. Seconds later his bride stood in the aisle makeup smeared from crying but smile big as ever on their face. “Where did you go?” They asked once they reached his side sniffling as if they didn’t just have a breakdown in the back room. Skwisgaar sighed feeling small. “Just got blinded by the starlight baby.” The rest of the wedding went off without a hitch despite the photos taken with the bridesmaids glaring at Skwisgaar like he committed the worse sin. The reception was held outside in a beautiful vista next to a winery. Skwisgaar hosted wine tasting. The song he chose for the first dance is Cradle of Filth - Nymphetamine a black metal power ballad that he loves for the sick riffs and sings to his heart.
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wiiildflowerrr · 2 months ago
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Yesterday was unexpectly lovely, because I spent all day watching online as couples got married at Marylebone Town Hall, as part of their 100 Weddings In One Day centenary celebration, and all evening watching Ashton Irwin being praised to the rafters by rock and metal fans who'd never heard of him or seen him play before, and didn't previously rate drummers from pop bands.
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francy-sketches · 2 years ago
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viva la vida robb stark anthem (og post)
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garethcohenau · 5 months ago
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Unleashing the Best DJ Events Gold Coast Has to Offer
The Gold Coast, with its vibrant nightlife and beautiful beaches, is a prime destination for unforgettable DJ events. But when you add the unique flair of live percussion to the mix, you get something truly exceptional. This is where The Gareth Cohen Experience shines, transforming ordinary nights into extraordinary experiences. Let's dive into what makes our DJ events on the Gold Coast a must-visit for anyone looking to dance the night away.
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Elevate Your Night with Live Percussion
A Symphony of Beats
At The Gareth Cohen Experience, we're not just about playing tracks. We're about creating an atmosphere. Our events feature live percussion performances that elevate the energy of every party. Whether it's a subtle rhythm accompanying a soulful house track or explosive beats during a high-energy electronic set, our live percussionists add a dynamic layer to the music that you can’t find anywhere else on the Gold Coast.
The Heartbeat of the Party
Live percussion isn’t just an addition to our events; it’s the heartbeat. It brings a raw, primal element to the night, connecting everyone on the dance floor on a deeper level. This immersive experience is what sets The Gareth Cohen Experience apart and keeps people coming back for more.
The Best of Ecstatic Dance
Ecstatic Dance Gold Coast
Our events go beyond traditional DJ parties. We embrace the spirit of Ecstatic Dance, offering a space where freedom of expression and movement are paramount. At The Gareth Cohen Experience, every event is a journey through emotions and energy, expressed through dance. Whether you’re in Gold Coast or making the short trip from Brisbane, our Ecstatic Dance sessions provide a safe and exhilarating environment for everyone to let loose and find their rhythm.
A Community of Dancers
What makes our Ecstatic Dance events special is the community. It’s about more than just dancing; it’s about connecting with others who share a passion for music and movement. Each session is an opportunity to meet new people, make friends, and become part of a growing community of dance enthusiasts.
Why Choose The Gareth Cohen Experience?
Choosing The Gareth Cohen Experience means opting for a night of unparalleled excitement and community. Our DJ events and Ecstatic Dance sessions on the Gold Coast are curated to ensure everyone has a memorable time. From the first beat to the last, you’re not just attending an event; you’re becoming part of something bigger.
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Ready to Dance?
Are you ready to experience the best DJ events Gold Coast has to offer? Visit our website to check out our upcoming events, sign up for notifications, and join our community. Whether you’re a local or visiting, The Gareth Cohen Experience promises a night of fantastic music, live percussion, and the best Ecstatic Dance sessions around.
Don't just hear about it; experience it for yourself. Come join The Gareth Cohen Experience and unleash your passion for dance and music on the Gold Coast!
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October fucking 1st! My fav month starting with my birthday, so here's the finished piece ^^
I know I said no goretober for metalocalypse, but hell ye I got some ideas afterall :D. So we're doing a lil goretober series for the autumn collection :3
Autumn Col. #2
Next Toki's gore painting
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gurugirl · 1 year ago
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First Smutty One Shot (3.5k words)
in which Harry wants to buy your albums but then he realizes he wants a little something more from you or where Harry fucks you so you'll calm down
Again & Again (5.4k words)
in which lhh!Harry is your server and he takes you home after girl’s night is over or where lhh!Harry fucks you good, but comes too fast
Gonna Make You Mine (6k words) (mafia!harry)
extra
in which Harry is your boyfriend's boss and he wants to have you for himself or where Harry fucks you in front of your boyfriend
The Work Call (1.3k words)
in which you’re desperate for Harry’s attention when he’s ignoring you on a work call
Too Hard to Keep Quiet (678 words) (boyfriend!harry)
in which you and Harry try to keep it down while having sex in your childhood bedroom down the hall from your family
The Doctor & the Psychopath (9.7k words)
extra
in which Harry is facing serious assault charges and you’re the forensic psychologist tasked with analyzing him or where Harry manipulates you into having sex but you kind of like it
Music For a Festival (896 words)
in which you meet Harry, the lead singer of a local rock band, at a music festival and you bring him back to your tent
Thank You, Next (7.3k words)
extra
in which you are at a club with your very drunk boyfriend and you and Harry spot one another from across the room or where you meet lhh!Harry at a club while you're with your boyfriend and he fucks you in the bathroom
A Public Nuisance (1.6k words) (coworker!harry)
you and Harry are office coworkers and everyone’s out tonight at the local bar celebrating, but you and Harry find yourselves in a rather compromising position
Sex Ed With Harry (7.4k words) (innocent virgin!reader)
in which you’re a sweet, innocent, Christian, virgin and you meet Harry at a college party and he can show you a few things
Dirty & Rough (1.6k words)
reader ask:harry cheats on his gf with you and maybe not necessarily a breeding kink but cream pie kink ?? like, “i’m gonna stuff you so full of my cum”. veryyyy rough and degrading like he’s just using you to get off. “cumdump” etc..maybe he’s quite a bit older than u as well. face slapping, spit kink, as dirty as possible…you get me LOL
I Guess You're All Mine (11.9k words) (friends to lovers)
based on a true story: in which Harry is the hot drummer in your boyfriend’s band and he tells you a secret that changes everything
The Long Weekend (9.8k words) (friends to enemies to lovers)
extra
in which you and Harry hate one another but then things change
The Wedding Guest (4.5k words)
in which you meet Harry at a friend's wedding and show up at his hotel room the next morning to take him up on an offer he made you the night before
Lactation kink (700 words)
reader ask: I don't know if this sounds weird, but you would write one where the reader and Harry had a baby and while she and Harry are having sex, milk starts to come out of her breasts and he starts to suck
The Scientist & the Stripper (15.2k words) (nerd!harry | virgin!harry)
extra #1 | extra #2
in which virgin/nerd!Harry moves in next door to you and you invite him over for a small get together with friends where he gets more than he bargained for at the end of the night
On Halloween Morning (8.7k words) (ghost!harry)
a horror-filled Halloween one-shot. Harry is a ghost and you don't believe in ghostsbut you find out you were dead wrong.
Psoriasis Fluff (652 words)
reader ask: Heyy, how you doinggg!! Could u write smthg abt a reader with psoriasis.. maybe she's insecure to go out in a dress or smthg and harry helps her feel better. Mines been pretty bad recently and I could use some fluffrry (no smut)
Mixed Signals (9.5k words) (best friends to lovers)
bestfriends to lovers one shot - You and Harry have been best friends since you were children and now that you're both adults you can no longer deny the feelings that have been there all along
The Threesome (3.3k words) (Fratboy!Harry)
Harry's hot but he's nice and he's into you tonight
A Delicate Thing (7.6k words) (mafia boss!harry)
extra
Harry is a crime boss and he meets the woman of his dreams on an important night.
Tell Me You Hate Me (12.1k words) (male!reader | enemies to lovers)
Based on this request - You and Harry work together as bartenders and your relationship is hot and cold which infuriates you to no end. But you can't say you don't find him attractive, regardless of his cocky attitude.
The Italy Blurb (1.6k words) (boyfriend!harry)
reader prompt: some plotless smut featuring a little bit of jealous yn riding Harry's tiger & yacht sex.
Bad Morning (3.6k words) (professor!h x professor!yn)
You run late to an important meeting with your colleagues and Professor Styles decides to punish you.
Spiderman (4.2k words) (fratboy!harry | lhh!harry)
You’re at the big Halloween frat costume party and get to flirting with someone dressed as Spiderman. The tall, masked man with a deep voice just so happens to know a private spot to reveal his true identity to you.
The Ex (3.4k words) ex!harry
Harry's your ex-lover and you see him at a wedding after many years apart. You're both married but Harry proposes something that you have a hard time saying no to.
Nympho (4.5k words) nympho!poly!harry
Y/n is a nymphomaniac who just loves people. One day she happens upon a "harem" arrangement that seems perfect for her and her insatiable appetite. Loosely based on this Tumblr request.
Harry bruises your cervix - blurb (450 words) husband!harry
A quick filthy, requested blurb. Nothing more and nothing less.
Next Door Neighbors (7.8k words) neighbor!harry
Part 2 (5k words)
You just wanted peace and quiet and Harry just wanted to jam out in his garage for his birthday. So you decide to confront your new neighbor but things don't go as you planned.
The Fleshlight Blurb (1.5k) subrry
Harry has to go on a business trip without Y/n so she gets him a special toy to use while he's away and she tells him to send her a video of him using it.
The Handyman (11k words) the check-in (3.6k)
When you inherit your aunt's estate after she passes away, you hire Harry to fix up the old house but that's not all he winds up being good for.
Breeding Kink Blurb (587 words)
Requested - just straight up smut
Sex Tutor (10k words) Part II (13k+ words)
Harry's got a reputation on campus and you're curious to know if he can help you.
Daddy's Pretty Girl | dom!daddy!h (4.4k words)
Harry just wants to make his princess happy OR The story of you and Harry, how you met, and all the rest.
The Trio (3k words)
Three strangers meet at a club and things get sexy. Featuring a MMF threesome.
Baby Daddy (14k words)
After you have a one-night stand with your good friend Harry and become pregnant he doesn't know for certain that the baby is his, but he has his suspicions.
Little Flower (4.5k words)
You're startled during a power outage late one night when your co-worker, Harry, is at your door, drenched from the rain. How does he even know where you live?  dark!harry | stalker!harry
Use Me Up (7k)
Harry's your boyfriend's best friend and he's very hard to resist. boyfriend's best friend!harry
Assistance Needed (3k)
Harry finds himself in an awkward position when you walk in on him in his office just as he's in the middle of something quite improper. ceo!harry x assistant!reader
The Babysitter (2k)
PART 2 (2.5K)
Based on this request: The cute babysitter Harry's wife hired has always tempted him, but now that his wife is away for the evening Harry might just give in. dad!harry x babysitter!reader
She Likes To Watch (4.8k)
Harry and his wife have an interesting lifestyle but when they invite you over for a night of fun you realize you're more into it than you thought you'd be. hothusband!harry
Truth or Dare (6.7k)
Based on this request: Harry's never been to a slumber party so Y/n decides to remedy that and give him a sleepover he'll never forget.
The Mushroomer | friendly!ghost!harry (11.5k)
Based on this request: Y/n moves into a small house in the woods and she soon realizes the house is haunted. But it really turns out to be not so bad at all to have a ghost when he's as kind as the one living with her.
Says Who? | demonrry (3.1k)
A Halloween Blurb! Y/n goes to an underground club and meets the devil and she'll never ever forget it.
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Fred Schultz and Tom Bertman's Leather Wedding Drummer Magazine #7, July 1976
"We were so thrilled with our relationship, we wanted to make it a formal union – you know, do it openly and in front of our friends. It was never meant to be a joke," says Fred. [...] Before leaving Tom says, "We feel we are now married in the eyes of God; we're just as married as our mothers and fathers are."
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zevrra · 1 month ago
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JJK.3
synopsis: random hc’s for the men of jjk; college/frat boy edition!
tags: 21(+) only, tw for drinking/being drunk, age gap, some aged up characters, modern au, college au, jjk headcanons, all sfw, short & sweet, ask box open, jjk x reader
creator’s notes: i plan to turn all of this into a multi-chapter series so give me some ideas for what the “mc”(reader) should be! or just overall drop some ideas for it in my ask box that would be cool :3
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CHOSO—
forensics major with a minor in chemistry and music
only knows gojo, geto, and nanami through volleyball
supports the team solely bc his freshman brother, yuji, plays
is not in the frat but gets invited to every party
also because he's the best dj any of them know
doodles on himself with a pen
has all the piercings
his ears are decked out with mostly studs
has a right eyebrow piercing, bridge, septum, and snake bites
probably has his nipples pierced too (he lost a dare)
hangs out with geto so they can share nail polish when he paints his nails
is the quiet one at parties who's awkwardly sitting on the couch while he sips his drink
once he's drunk he's entirely different, way more open and talkative
would talk your ear off about music if you let him
or the several different ways blood can splatter and how it'll never look the same twice
is a LIGHT WEIGHT!!
sleeper build
is an alt/grunge boy through and through
is a drummer!
TOJI—
is the frat's “overseer” and the volleyball coach
is actually a decent coach but really he just got lucky to have a great team that makes him look better than he is
gets noise complaints all the time about the frat
does not care, he's at the parties too
is a horrible, horrible influence
probably acts more like a bouncer than anything
provides the alcohol
does not let a single soul under 21 in though
is the hot dad every girl wants
sweatpants and tight shirts all day everyday
has beef with gojo
only because gojo ends up damaging the house and getting into wayyy too much trouble
takes everyone out to eat after games, has too many beers, puts the tab solely on gojo and dips
is a very, very handsy drunk
has to be watched at parties when he gets too drunk cause he’ll hit on all the girls
NANAMI—
a business major with a minor in biology, hopes to open his own small time clinic one day
plays on the male volleyball team, is a middle blocker
works out all the time, has a schedule for everything
is known for his "dark academia" style
hates large parties
the only reason he's ever at a party is because he was dragged there by gojo and geto
you can find him in the other room petting the dog
doesn't drink a lot at parties, will maybe have one if he's in the mood
is the rightful dd!!
literally the only voice of reason
always gets you your fav food after parties when he knows you're a little tipsy
would 1,000% rather be home reading
if he ever gets drunk, has to be inside his own home
he's a sleepy, "admits to everything" drunk
you've strictly forbidden gojo from being anywhere near nanami when he's drunk
probably in charge of all snacks for any party
considers gojo a friend but not a friend you’d invite to your wedding
would invite choso to the wedding though
is def saving himself for “the one”
GETO—
double major in psychology & philosophy, has a minor in art(sculpting)
doesn't do any sports but goes to every one of his friend's volleyball games
he and gojo 100% have matching tongue piercings
contacts during the day, wears reading glasses at night
wears nothing but baggy, oversized clothes
def has a streetwear aesthetic
sleeper build 2.0
is an orphan but was adopted into a very well off family
got into college solely on scholarships though
has known, and been best friends, with gojo since childhood
can drink gallos of alcohol and hardly feel tipsy at all like he’s a heavy weight!!
can out drink anyone, even toji
a flirty, flirty drunk
bi king!!!
participated in an orgy once
has the highest body count out of all the men (besides toji ofc)
an instigator especially when it comes to gojo
gojo and him are in charge of inviting people to the parties
also has his nipples pierced but no one knows, not even gojo
covered in tattoos, def has a throat tattoo along with full sleeves and even some on his thighs
him and choso hang out just to paint their nails and drink tea together!!
GOJO—
majors in astrophysics, minors in astromath
plays on the same team as nanami, is a setter/spiker combo
still is addicted t to sweets
has to have sweets to study
is 50% jock and 50% nerd
thinks math and science is so cool
has a matching tongue ring with geto
has a style that screams "old money" (he def came from old money tho)
def think he could pull a “surfer” style off too
a nepo baby too
a horrible influence especially when he’s drunk
“I’ll give you $20 to break this antique vase.”
when he gets drunk-drunk he is just as flirty as geto but is a little more shy
tipsy gojo, talkative, flirty, comedian!! runs all over the place, makes friends easily
absolutely drunk gojo, timid, gets quiet and watches everything and everyone, would 100% tell you in a quiet voice that he loves you before he HIDES
not a light weight at all he just constantly goes over his limit to end up black out drunk
turns bright, bright red as soon as alcohol hits his system
questioning bi!! (experimented with geto once when they were younger)
lost a dare and had to get a horrible tattoo on his ass
the tattoo is squid doodle from spongebob but really badly drawn because a friend def did it
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maaikeatthefullmoon · 7 months ago
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Once upon a time, there was a Good Omens fanfiction reader, who swore they didn't like AUs.
They read all the discussions about the 'classics', the 'must reads' and shrugged.
"But it's not canon", they muttered to themself. "They're not human. How on Earth can anyone write these stories about them when they're not actually bloody human? It’s not right."
And then, dear reader, they were persuaded to read just one AU. They were still an angel and a demon, just in a slightly different universe. And then...then they tried a human AU. And then...then they were hooked. Obsessed, one might say.
That reader, dear reader, was me. Of course. Obviously. Well, duh. And I would like to share the obsession in the form of some recommendations.
I have the wonderful @shadesofecclescakes to thank for MANY of these absolute beauties, she is absolutely the QUEEN of recommendations (and medicinal gifs).
So, now, in no particular order, some Highly Recommended AUs:
Or Be Nice by charlottemadison Rated E - A is a bookseller, C is a drummer, they are BOTH petty bitches. They're newly neighbours. C has a CAT and I'm there for it, he also has migraines and I hard relate. It's bitchy and the pranks were DIVINE. It was also deliciously spicy. The loveliness is that the author really captured the flawed nature of humans but also how it can be overcome. Same author as What We Make of It (what was Shotgun Wedding - an absolute GO AU CLASSIC and one of the best things I've ever read)
Not a Mounted Dildo but a Fuck Machine by NaroMoreau & summerofspock Rated E - So very, very E. This one was just filthy. So wonderfully filthy. The authors would like to tell you there was no plot to their porn, but there really was. A meets a girl online, because A is straight. He really is. Honest. But then, oops, lockdown happens. But, it's a good thing, really. For his best homeboy C is there, to help this poor virgin 'learn the ropes' for when lockdown is over and he goes on his first date...with the girl he's so very much into...coz, no homo, yo...;)
The Whole Damned World Seemed Upside Down by WyvernQuill Rated M - An AU in the way that it's still angel/demon but after Crowley makes a wish for things to be 'different', the universe obliges...and he's dumped into a reality which is very, very different to what he knew. He learns some truths and there's a whole lot of drama. Beautifully written with a wonderful plot and great drama. Excellently described and would make for great TV. (Oh, and Death in the new reality is really squeamish - it's brilliant.)
Telling Tall Tales by Siobhans_World Rated E - A sweet pretend relationship fic, where A pretends to be Maggie's boyfriend to help her pass as straight for her family. But he then meets her cousin, C, who he then inevitably (ineffably?) falls for. Miscommunication, angst, fluff, gay panic, it's got everything.
Flawless by @mrghostrat & @chernozemm Rated E - I've decided only to include one fic by each author and boyyy was it hard for ghostrat! But Flawless was, well, flawless. For such a relatively short story, it kept us guessing until the end. The characters were all beautifully written - the flaws (ha.) were DEEP and CRACKED but so fucking perfectly sculpted and presented. It was incredibly real and believable. Extremely maturely written and satisfying. AND THE ART!!!
How To Pull An Angel: A Bunnings DIY Guide by NascentSurrender Rated M - When I first saw the title, I thought it was going to be a silly, irreverent, comedy romp. But it was actually a funny, well written story that will stick in my mind always. Firstly, C watches Bluey - which is now CANON for me. Secondly, having lived in Aus as a child, I've got a soft spot for the country anyway, and I've barely ever seen it come up, so this was lovely. There were some wonderfully humorous bits, but also tender and beautiful moments that I adored.
Montreal Confidential by Maggie_Honeybite Rated E - I learned about Montreal (and Canada & their baked goods), classical music and mafia stuff in this fic. A is a widower. C plays the cello. His cello's name is Bentley. This is one of the only age-gap, mild D/s fics I've actually gotten into. There's fluff AND drama. CW for non-con (not A/C)
Under the Summer Stars by @pannotbread Rated E - an amazing astrophysics/astroecology/astrobiology fic that has pining, slow burn and Only One Telescope (yes, really, and it's everything you'd imagine). It's got beautifully written (erotic) imagery and So Much Science that's been written accessibly but still with amazing detail. It's poetry. It's hot. It's gorgeous. CW for internalised homophobia and self hatred. *Not completed yet*
Oddity by @tsyvia48 Rated E - A museum fic! About David Bowie! A is in charge of collections, C is an actor hired by (highly incompetent) Gabriel to guest curate a new Bowie exhibit. Miscommunication ensues for delicious tension. There's bitchiness, there's a bit of light angst, there's a lotta love. *Not Completed Yet* Poetry Carved In Flesh by @fellandcrow Rated E - I'm obsessed by tattoos. Hence, I am obsessed by this story. I'm planning a(n enormous) GO tattoo once GO3 is out, and this fic has actually helped me with my ideas. London-based A stalks lovingly follows Edinburgh-based tattoo artist C online. They build up a rapport. Well, C likes A. A is SMITTEN with C. C encourages A to get tattoos. Which he does. C designs a tattoo especially for A, the fic has currently left off at the point where C is in London and going to tattoo A. *Not Completed Yet*
There Is A Light & It Never Goes Out by @phoen1xr0se Rated M - A escapes from a disappointing, chaotic life to a remote island for five months to do research on puffins. There he meets lighthouse keeper C. Who also ran away, 20 odd years ago. There is a chaotic, found family on the island, but it is small, and it is lovely. This fic is written with love and passion and the imagery is so beautiful. The author has actually gone to do Actual. Physical. Research. on puffins. So how is THAT for dedication? Cannot wait until it resumes. *Not Completed Yet*
Ok, because I am Bad At Tumblr, I've not tagged the majority of authors, if you are on here - please let me know if you're here and I'll edit!
I should probably add in the following, I suppose. I'm writing an AU.
Free by, well, me. Imposterssyndrome (yes I know it's Imposter Syndrome, but that one already existed) Rated E - A runs a bookshop, C has an unfortunate past as a runaway ex-addict. They meet in an acute mental health ward after both having had a mental health crisis. Eventually A invites C to move in, and they navigate sharing a space, and their lives together. The story starts heavy, and is an emotional roller coaster, but there are moments of fluff and smut mixed in. There is a happy ending, I promise. It's a passion project, heavily researched and has a LOT of lived experience in it. I've gotten to know some amazing people through it who have messaged me and shared their experiences and I'm so glad I wrote it. *Not Completed Yet*
Last thing to say - once I finish Free, I will be teaming up with @shadesofecclescakes to write another human AU which is VERY much in her wheelhouse and I CANNOT FUCKING WAIT. I just know you're all going to LOVE it. The only thing that will make it even better is ART, so we're still on the hunt for someone.
**Last-last thing to say. I’ve missed off a few Biggies. There are some super popular AUs, mostly written around 2019. Most people will have read them. I’ve tried to focus on the perhaps lesser-known & WIP ones. Although I know many people don’t read WIPs, hopefully you’ll (book)mark them for future!**
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mins-fins · 9 months ago
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ENDLESS, NAMELESS
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❝ bright and clear, it's what i am, i have died.. ❞
in which. you always say that you don't write your songs about anybody, a statement you continue to repeat no matter how much people try to speculate about your dumb little song lyrics. it's a well know fan theory that the person you refer to in your songs is none other than your very own ex, the gorgeous lead guitarist of band aestas, mark lee, someone who you very much dislike talking about. are you over your ex? absolutely not, but you aren't going to tell anyone that. not your friends, not your fans, and definitely not the man himself.
𖥻 pairing guitarist!mark lee x drummer!male reader
𖥻 genre band au, social media au, fluff, angst, comedy, exes to not-so-friends to lovers, mutual pining, sort of slow burn, stubborn lovestruck fool x even more stubborn lovestruck fool
𖥻 warnings swearing, kys/kms jokes, explicit language, sexual jokes, an implication of sexual content, mentions of violence, smoking & alcohol consumption, stubborn bitches deny their feelings for about 20 chapters
𖥻 status complete!!
❝ silence, here i am, here i am, silent.. ❞
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──── ⭒ PROFILES the divorcees 𖦹 a TOTALLY zen band 𖦹 hot girl summer
──── ⭒ TABLE OF CONTENTS !
i. twitter moots no longer 💔
ii. mark's pretty drummer ex
iii. FUCK MARK LEE (projecting)
iv. lying dead on the bathroom floor
v. the xiaoyn beef (or gay love story i guess)
vi. ITS ALL OVER 💔💔
vii. shakespeare but make it gay
viii. platonically sleeping together
ix. baby can we fix it?
x. is this a drug psa?
xi. idk who that is!!
xii. yn and mark, mark and yn
xiii. johnny suh is a real one 🙏
xiv. HE WANTS YOU!!
xv. froyo works every time
xvi. so ivy coded
xvii. 1000 song lyrics later
xviii. chat we lost
xix. cissy strut
xx. $50 in the bank account
xxi. cookies for the conscious
xxii. kiss my shades
xxiii. surprise surprise
xxiv. wedding invitations
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fbfh · 4 months ago
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I just read your rodrick heffley x reader hcs/drabbles and I NEED MORE OF YOUR SHORT!READER X RODRICK.
roddy has graduated from exclusively calling you shorty and shawty to calling you his backpack. he figured out you can carry stuff in your bra or non skin tight jeans or whatever and now insists on having you carry his stuff in exchange for piggy backs. it made you giggle like an idiot for a while, but then you started to grow really fond of it. no more barely being able to hear each other in crowds, no more getting fucking scoliosis from trying to kiss each other. now you're right there, chin on his shoulder talking and kissing him all day long. his big buff tatted (don't tell susan) drummer's arms can carry you like it's nothing, no matter how insecure you get about it. even if you get insecure he will literally start pick you up and flipping you like a swing dancer at a wedding so much that it makes your husband unable to recognize a pig in a nixon mask. (0:57)
you and roddy generally have such an april and andy vibe that if you do pull a sweater swap 1:27 his stretched out old loded diper shirt practically comes down to your knees and and your shirt barely coveres his nipples (which are also pierced. seriously don't tell susan.) he thinks you always look so pretty because he always sees you from that high up angle that makes you look all cute and adorable. he loves just pulling you into his lap and burying his face in your hair that's always so soft and smells like your shampoo and conditioner and on occasion that grape hair dye smell. roddy will always be the first to call out those "omg I'm so tiny and short and little!!!!" pick me girls. he takes so much pleasure in being like hmmm.... nah. they try to flirt with him, they put their hands against his and he sees through that shit in a second. he pushes the heel of their hand so it's actually level with his and chuckles.
"my shawty's fingers barely come up to here..." he laughs. I stand firm in my statement that he will place his hand on a pick me girl's head and line it up with him and be like "nah, my baby's way shorter and is actually short, I think you're just average height lol"
briefly circling back to the whole backpack thing roddy especially loves it when you wear those big chunky shoes that make you average height because you look cute, you like feeling tall, and he gets to carry you around when your feet get tired. honestly I think roddy just has a thing for super short girls. if he can't see the crown of your head when you're standing next to him he doesn't want it.
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