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Every band has….
The parental entity that makes sure no one dies.
The one with an arrest record from here to Chicago, probably for doing alot of dumb things
The really nice/wholesome one… who would kill you in your sleep if you crossed them. They know where you live, and will see you under your bed tonight
The one who could throw you into the sun with their pinky finger, either through strength or determination
The overgrown twelve-year old
These can mix and match even if there are two members and can apply to more than one person/ same person.
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justmystyles · 1 year ago
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Ok so I was thinking Harry is very private and only seen with skinny girls but then he got a new bandmember but she is plus size and wears glasses so even tho they act cute and couply ? On stage fans just think they are really good friends but one night Harry slips up bc bandmember got hurt by flying objects and he rushes over to her giving her hugs and pecks asking over and over if she is ok ? And well he might’ve sorta forgot where they where but then didn’t care bc his baby girl got hurt hope that makes sense and hope you wanna write it
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pairing: Harry Styles x band member plus size reader
word count: 1.5k
summary: you and harry have been keeping your relationship off the radar, but his concern for you overwhelms his need for privacy.
warnings: physical injury, not sure if that is one, but better safe than sorry.
a/n: thank you so much for this ask @fanficismydrug! i loved this idea so much, and it was so exciting to bring it to life. i hope it's what you were hoping for!
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You tapped gently on Harry’s dressing room door, almost immediately hearing him call for you to enter. As you stepped over the threshold, you watched his eyes peer up from the book he was reading, his pensive expression quickly turned to a smile as he folded over his page, putting the book down on the table behind him.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to bother you.” You apologize as you enter the room. 
“Don’t be silly, you’re never a bother.” He outstretched his arms. “Get over here, angel.” 
You happily sauntered into his embrace, kissing him softly as he pulled you into his lap. “Hi,” you smile against his lips. 
You were so excited when you were hired to play trumpet in Harry’s Love on Tour band. It felt like the ultimate validation after spending so many years as a tormented band geek. You were in your element, playing music with people who loved it just as much as you did. Especially Harry. 
You hadn’t expected you’d spend much time with Harry, he was the superstar, you were just in the background. But you quickly realized that was the farthest thing from the truth. The two of you clicked immediately, falling into this comfortable flirty friendship. You two had become inseparable, everyone on the tour knew that if they couldn’t find one of you, your best bet was to look for the other. Even the fans had noticed your back and forth on stage, and you were quickly labeled as Harry’s bestie. 
You had been ‘friend-zoned’ so many times in your life that you were used to palling around with the guys you liked. It didn’t stop you from falling for Harry though. You knew he was flirty by nature, so you always tried not to read too far into his actions. He obviously didn’t see you the way you saw him. You’d seen the kinds of girls Harry had been photographed with, you’d heard all the rumors about his lovelife. None of those girls looked anything like you, they were these gorgeous supermodels with tiny waists. You would never be that, so you just settled for being his friend. 
But then, there was a shift. Harry’s touches started to linger a little longer, when you would hang out and watch movies, you noticed he started to sit closer and closer. And then, one day everything changed. You had just finished sound check, and Harry asked you to come back to his dressing room with him. And he took that opportunity to confess his feelings for you. You had been together ever since. 
“You’ve been busy today, I’ve hardly seen you.” Harry pouted, you giggled before biting his bottom lip gently. 
“I know baby, I’m sorry. I promise I’m going to make it up to you.” You wrap your arms around his neck and pull him in for a lingering kiss.
“Mmm, you always do.” He sighs, squeezing your hips gently. 
“Oh, I meant to ask you. How’d your date go the other night?” He gives you a confused look. You chuckle as you pull out your phone, tapping a few times before pulling up a deuxmoi post that was submitted of Harry, the caption saying he was out on a date with a mystery blonde. 
Harry’s eyes soften, and he lifts his hand to your cheek, stroking it gently. “Angel, you know that’s nothing right? It was a business dinner.”
“I know, I’m just joking around.” He smiled widely at your words and pulled you in so that your head was resting against his chest. 
Harry liked to keep his private life to himself. He felt that he gave so much to everyone all the time, that he wanted to keep some things just for him. Your relationship was one of those things. You were fine with that, you didn’t need to parade your relationship around to the world to know it was real. 
Later that night, you were onstage playing your heart out. You and Harry had been playing off each other all night, like you usually would. He would also shoot an occasional wink, or sly smirk in your direction every now and then. 
The crowd had been particularly rowdy all night, but as the opening notes to Watermelon Sugar began, the screaming crescendoed and people began truly losing their minds. Harry and the band had gotten used to things being thrown onstage, you had gotten pretty good at dodging the assorted items. Until you weren’t.
You were so caught up with the energy in the room, watching Harry drink it all in and give it right back to them, that you didn’t see the watch soaring in the air. But you definitely felt it when it hit you in the side of the head, knocking you to the ground. 
Harry heard the crowd collectively gasp when you went down. He looked around, his brow furrowed in confusion, looking for the scene that caused such a reaction. He turned behind him and saw you on the ground, wincing in pain and holding your head. 
He ran full speed toward you, dropping to his knees in front of you. He tossed his microphone on the riser beside you before collecting you in his arms. 
“Y/N, are you alright?” He asked frantically, stroking your hair. He felt you nod against his chest, but it wasn’t good enough. “Talk to me angel, I need you to say it.” 
You pulled back, tears streaming down your face, you looked up at Harry with a sniffle. “I… I’m.. it’s okay. You n–need to finish.” 
“Oh sweetheart,” he takes your face in his hands, leaning in to kiss your tear stained cheeks before turning you to inspect the spot where you were hit. It was already starting to bruise, and there was some blood dripping down. He looked up at Pauli signaling for him to toss him a towel. He pressed it to your head gently as he tried to calm you down. 
“You’re alright baby, I’m right here. I’m so sorry angel, I love you so much.” The words flew from his mouth rapidly, seemingly unaware that his nearby microphone was picking up on all of it. 
Once you composed yourself, you reached beside you, grabbing your glasses that had fallen off when you hit the ground, and placing them back on your face. “Sorry Harry, you didn’t have to stop everything for me.”
“Of course I did,” he assured you. “You’re my girl, you come before anything, always.” 
A wave of murmurs washed through the crowd at Harry’s words. Tens of thousands of people were all watching with rapt attention as he cared for you so tenderly, and professed his love for you. Their confusion and curiosity quickly turned into a chorus of ‘awwws’ when they watched Harry press his lips against yours. 
The sound brought you both back into the moment, suddenly realizing that you were still onstage, and all eyes were on the two of you. Your face turned bright red, you quickly brought your hands up to cover it. Harry chuckled, pulling you close. 
“I guess you’re about to get your deuxmoi debut, angel.” He joked. 
“And tiktok, and twitter, and everything else.” You chuckle in response. 
Harry pulled back so that he could look you in the eyes. “C’mon, let me walk you off and get you comfy, then I’ll come back and finish up here.” 
You shake your head quickly. “No, I want to finish the show. I can do it.” 
“Are you sure?” He asked, his tone thick with worry.
You nod and stand up, picking up your trumpet to show him you were fine. He shrugged, giving in to you. He knows how stubborn you are, it would be easier just to finish the show. He gets up as well, picking up his microphone with one hand, and taking your hand with the other, leading you to center stage. 
“She’s okay!” He announced into the microphone, lifting your arm up in the air. 
The crowd erupted, and you curtseyed shyly. You looked over to Harry, who was already looking at you, you could see the adoration in his eyes as he lifted your joined hands to his lips. 
“Alright,” Harry returns his attention to the crowd. “Shall we try that one again?” The crowd cheered and Harry let go of your hand. When you turned to return to your spot onstage you jumped suddenly when you felt Harry’s hand playfully tap your backside. You shot him a wink over your shoulder and he smiled in response. 
You waved off your fellow band members as they all asked if you were alright, and if you were sure you wanted to do this. You lifted your horn to your mouth, showing everyone that you were fine and ready to move on. The song began, and the rest of the show went off without a hitch, Harry continuing to look back at you, giving you questioning thumbs ups to ensure you were feeling alright, you returned them all with a wink. 
You were alright, you were great even. You knew you didn’t need the validation or acknowledgement of his fans for your relationship to work, but it felt really nice to know you had it anyway.  
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levitatingbiscuits · 4 months ago
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au where azula is a pop star who runs her girl group like a paramilitary death squad and up and comer katara infiltrates with the intention of destroying it from the inside but the fanbase reacts so well to their duets, dance choreo that looks more like a fight than anything, and belligerent sexual tension that the girl group rockets to the top of the charts even as it is ripping itself apart
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gh0st-with-thee-m0st · 4 months ago
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Friendly reminder that everyone engaging in ship discourse within the Ghost fan base is a loser and the block button is free. Secure your peace of mind and never forget: it ain't that fucking serious.
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bearw-me · 8 months ago
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"imagine meeting lute because she was your biggest f*cking fan"
WAIT cuz actually imagine. That would be so adorable 😭. Like, lute would probably be giddy everytime she remembers she's dating her literal favorite musician (and she'd hide the giddiness obviously lol)! Could I request that with a female reader?
yessss! lute just completely folding when she's staring at you <3
𝐁𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐅𝐚𝐧 — 𝐋𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬
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𐐒 includes : fan!lute x bandmember!fem!reader 𐐒 cw : fluff 𐐒 summary : lute sometimes just remembers she's dating her biggest celebrity crush and gets overwhelmed 𐐒 note : love this au + embarrassed lute
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every time she remembers she's dating her literal celebrity crush her face gets flush with nerves
you still give her butterflies
yes, most often you are her girlfriend (her extremely good-looking girlfriend) who she's used to just hanging out with and throwing popcorn into your mouth
dumb stuff like that
then it just hits her like a wave sometimes when the light gets your hair just right
your a literal, fucking rockstar, and SHE'S DATING YOU
you'll often catch her looking away from you quickly, trying to put as much distance between the two of you as possible
red all the way up to her ears
she sometimes tries to hide it by lifting her wings over her face
ABSOLUTELY denies all allegations you throw at her
"You love me don't you"
"Shut up! I'm. . . just not feeling good. I'm fine now"
i still love the idea she has a picture of you at the first concert she ever went to, right on her lock screen.
as your girlfriend, i think she'd hate the attention your fame subsequently gives her
don't get me wrong, lute doesn't give a f*ck what anyone says or thinks. . . its just a bunch of needless drama she'd rather not stress about
imagine just laying on the couch with her, lute on top of you while you scroll through your phone, petting her hair while she thinks
"I'm dating her. my literal favorite musician."
when she gets overwhelmed like that, she just clings to you and buries her head into your chest until it tickles
trying to literally smother the feelings out
she still keeps mementos from your concerts in a box somewhere, filled with her and adam's tickets and some guitar picks you threw just to her
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squidsqwag · 19 days ago
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little design 4 my post-game band au thats only purpose is 2 entertain my brain while im listening 2 music
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leeknowsnot · 1 year ago
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listen (platonic han x reader)
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genre: angst, no comfort, band!au
notes: platonic, 9th member!reader, reader is changbin's sister, written in 3rd pov, reader is referred to as she instead of "you"
warnings: mentions of d-ath and s-ic-de
i'm still in the process of writing kinktober day 3 so here you go for now!
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ" your burden is not yours alone
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ there are those who share it
there are those who learn from it
and there are those who
willingly speak about it
you just have to listen"
January 7th, 2023
"Stop. Let's stop," Seungmin abruptly said from the other side of the room, ceasing the music being made within the four-walled enclosement they were in. Everyone had looked at him in confusion as he ran a palm through his face with an exasperated exhale, the guitar hanging on his shoulder yet looking like it had weighed more than it did. Minho was silent but he was eyeing the other male along with Chan who was raising his eyebrows. Seungmin's tone was not loud yet it was laced with quite the frustration.
"Y/N," he called out. She blinked, mouth agape and glanced at him. Seungmin stood before her, eyes wallowing in what seemed to be dismay followed by a few more gazes from Chan and Minho.
She spoke, a confused tone lacing her words. "Y-Yes? What's wrong?"
Seungmin replied with a sigh, "We've been practicing the same song for a whole week now and you've been hitting the wrong beats for more than thrice already. Our first gig is just around the corner and it's only a few days before we finally get on stage with a large crowd watching. Let's try not to mess this up, okay?"
She had found herself having more difficulty nodding than staying silent but she had an uncomfortable fidget on her seat which Chan noticed. "She's probably just tired. We all are, considering we even had weekends reserved for practice and we all know she gets tired a lot more than the rest of us. I think we should call it a day," he tapped on the male's shoulder.
The frown from Seungmin's mien softened, looking at her before he had finally agreed to his proposal. "You're the boss. I'm just trying to keep things on track," he says.
Minho had sent a nod at Y/N's direction as he put back his bass on the stand and with a few words of notice about where he'd be headed, left off.
"I'll be going on ahead as well then," was the last thing Seungmin had said before following suit, leaving the two of them in a complete silence. It felt like Chan was staring right through her soul and it somehow made her conscious.
"What is it?" she muttered through her lips, looking down at the snare drum that had seemed to become the most interesting object to look and distract herself from his stare.
"Shouldn't I be the one asking you that?" his voice was straightforward, typical Chan, but there was a slight tone of concern laced within his words. "You do seem like you've been out of it for the past days. Is there something wrong?"
She shook her head, probably out of instinct but she had decided is would only bother Chan if she said yes. "It's nothing, really. You're right, I'm just probably tired. Seungmin has been out of it as well and the others.. They're probably exhausted too."
They weren't. In fact, they had plenty of rests in between practice hours and they were more than enough for exhaustion to be such an overstatement.
"Are you sure?" he asked. His voice was even, mellow.
Y/N hummed, hoping her facial expression was convincing enough for him to stop questioning her which would probably lead to a whole therapy session. "I'm really fine. I just need some breather, that's all," she answered. To which in her surprise, Chan had taken as a genuine response and finally left her to herself by her drum set. She sighed in relief, packing her drumsticks in her small backpack and threw the cover on the set.
When she was finally set on leaving the studio, she stood beside Chan as he sat, burying his face on a piece of paper. Probably finding the right word for a new song from his so-called mind palace. He was never the first to leave the studio and was always the last to leave—thus, the whole band teasing him that he was here more than he had stayed in his own house. She bade him goodbye, leaving the room and headed towards the corridor.
It was never silent in the record label's building. If not for the muffled sound in practice studios, her brother Changbin's loud and booming voice could be heard echoing through the walls. As she reached the training room, the same drum set, recording set, and instruments had welcomed her and brought her waves upon waves of memories.
...
You always call me full of regret
You want me to save you again
December 12th, 2020
"You really have a nice voice," she had said out of the blue, slightly startling the male whose back was turned at her.
"You really have a hobby of giving people heart attacks," Jisung deadpanned at her, earning a laugh from the female. She sat beside him, hand occupied with her lunch tray and gave him a wide smile.
It was during middle school when they first met. She had been friends with Chan for quite a while but it was also not long when she had met Jisung. "Did you try singing at talent shows or joining bands? You shouldn't put that voice to waste, you know," she said, chewing on a piece of fry.
"No. I don't like bands."
"Why not? Afraid of a little commitment? I heard Chan's planning on forming a band for the school show. C'mon, it's fun!" she laughed.
"It's not very convincing coming from someone who transferred schools a lot and met sorts of people. But no, it's not like that." He eyed back his notebook, gripping the pen between his fingers and started scribbling again. He never had the best penmanship.
"I just don't like how they disband in the end eventually after years of bonding."
...
After all these years, the days go by
I've seen you fall a million times
Everybody makes mistakes
February 17th, 2022
"What's with that face?" he gave her a side look, ready to inch away. "Why do you look like you're about to cry."
Y/N clicked her tongue, glaring at him. "I'm not. I just can't get this beat right. I've been redoing this part for how many times now, it still sounds weird." She scrunched her nose at him. "Minho won't be too happy if he hears that mistake during our number. You know how he just stays silent but he's actually judging you. Even Changbin refuses to help me out with this."
"Alright, alright. Give me the drumstick, we'll sort your problem out," he sighed at her, which had probably sounded like he was done with her whining. She gave him the weirdest grin.
"Stop it Y/N, you're weirding me out."
...
June 5th, 2022
Y/N scooted towards Jisung, eyes peeking at whatever he was writing. "What are you doing?"
His head snapped at her direction, a surprised expression on his face. "Y/N, you scared me! Don't go creeping up on people's backs, it's scary!" She only gave him a hearty laugh, taking a seat beside him.
Jisung let out a sigh before chuckling, head turning back to his notebook. "It's a song," he says.
She shrugs. "You always write songs. Don't you do something else? Something more... fun?" Jisung gives her a laugh.
"Rich coming from someone who's also a band member," he rolls his eyes. she nudges his shoulder.
"I play music, not write them. Beating drums prove to be far more entertaining than composing." This earns her a smile from Jisung who turns back to writing again.
"It's kind of like a stress reliever for me. I get to say things i can't say. Pour out the feelings I can't show," he says.
She sat beside him silently, an amused expression on her face as she watched Jisung pour out his lyrics on his paper.
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It feels so hard to watch you hurt
From the pain a lesson learned
This is how you find your way
July 23rd, 2022
1 ring. 2 rings. 3 rings. 4 rings.
She didn't want to answer her phone. Her weight had gone down yet she refused to move an inch. How many days had she skipped classes? She couldn't count how many.
Usually in cliché novels, it would rain dramatically in sync with the protagonist's melancholy. But it was the perfect weather; no rain, no scorching sun, no whistling wind. Just plain silence that gave such a temperature that was comfortable for everyone but her. Y/N cursed at the sky. She cursed at the simple noises by the street outside her house. She cursed at the faint droplet from the sink by her bathroom. She cursed at everything.
A loud banging from the front door disturbed the deafening silence. It irritated her. She tried to ignore it, hoping it would cease eventually but the more she ignored it, the more it became louder. It took more than half of her will to stand up from her bed, hair disheveled and almost stumbled down the stairs. She was pondering whether to open it or just pretend she was not home. Ths cold metal knob came in contact with her palm as she twisted it open. They stood in front of her, four faces agape with disbelief and distress. Chan was the first to speak.
"Why weren't you answering our calls? We were worried about you," he had a look of both guilt and responsibility. Minho looked like he was ready to scold her for neglect and Chan was not very pleased at the sight of her state. Jisung was giving her a sympathetic look.
"We know you're still sad about our loss. But that's normal. We lose some, we win some," Jisung says. "Here, I had Felix bake you a cake."
"I'm sorry," was all she could say.
...
You feel so lost, I've been there too
Skies so dark no way through
Stories only scars can tell
November 20th, 2022
Y/N knocked at the practice room door, clutching at her drumsticks in her hand. "Anyone here?"
Seungmin and the others stood behind her, sweat dripping through their shirts as they had finished their last band show for the university—a college farewell party.
A muffled answer came from inside the room. "I must've locked the door by accident. My apologies. Yes, I'm here." Jisung opened the door, his other hand occupied by the guitar he was holding.
"We're going out for a drink. You left the backstage so soon earlier so we came looking for you," Seungmin spoke from behind her.
"It's our last day as students, after all," Minho followed. Chan only gave a nod.
He pondered for a moment, pursing his lips and finally gave an answer. "I'm sorry. I might not be joining you guys this time, I have some... matters to attend to." Y/N gave him a puzzled look. "But I'll try to join once I'm finished."
"Are you sure?" Chan asked in which he responded with a nod. She looked at him, torn whether she should ask if he was doing alright or not. She went for the latter.
"Hey, are you alright?"
He gave her his most genuine smile. "Yes."
...
February 11th, 2023
The sun had barely touched the buildings when Y/N arrived at the studio. Just a few days ago, the band was running on sticks and stones with her being off beat and Minho being on the edge of losing his patience but today was different. Yesterday was the milestone of Stray Kids' first live musical performance as a band under a well-known label and it was definitely more than something to be celebrated about.
The moment she entered the label's building, a lively party had filled the place from ground to the top floor. It was as if yesterday the othe band had the same festivities right after theirs and that was a couple of weeks ago. It was the label's way of recognition over the bands' efforts.
She squeezed herself towards their room, sometimes bumping past shoulders of people that were familiar only by face but not by name. As soon as she reached the others, she let out a huff. Seungmin was by the side, pouring Jeong In a drink, her brother was laughing at Chan's antics, and Minho was looking at Chan with a weird expression as he always had. It was just like any other day.
Only, it felt incomplete.
As if a puzzle piece was missing.
She walked past Changbin, placing her drumsticks by her set and took her bag from her shoulders. He had given her a wave, greeting her but she didn't answer.
It felt wrong. It all felt very wrong. It felt... What was it? Unfair? Why was she feeling unfair? Was it because she was the only one who felt that way or was it because she was wondering why they never mentioned anything about him?
"Hey," she heard her brother speak from beside her, now leaving an occupied Chan who busied himself with Minho's weird expressions.
"Hey," was the only answer she gave.
"Are you alright? You look like you woke up on the bad side of the bed again," he responded back at her, his locks brushing at his left cheek but to which he paid no heed at. "Don't tell me you're having PMS again—"
"I'm not in the mood for jokes, Changbin," she cut off his sentence. Y/N sighed, glancing at everyone with both her eyebrows raised. Both spoke with a hushed tone that only they could hear. "Doesn't it feel wrong to you? Everyone's having so much fun, it's unsettling."
"Of course everyone is," he spoke in a matter-of-fact tone. "It's your band's debut yet you're the only one who has that ugly, long face. Not that you're weren't ugly before."
She glared at him, ready to stab him with a drumstick the next time he cracks an untimely joke again. "I hate it. We shouldn't be celebrating so much like this. There's nothing to even celebrate about."
Apparently Changbin didn't like her statement. Even Y/N herself was surprised at her own words. "Y/N, I don't see the problem why we shouldn't be doing this and you won't even tell me why."
"I also don't see why you're not feeling the same way I am right now," she retored back at him.
"Feel what, Y/N? I don't get you. If you just told me—"
She had cut off his statement with a louder tone. "Why, you ask? I should be the one asking that. Why is everyone acting as if everything is okay? Why is no one talking about Jisung?"
She had said it too loud. Heads turned towards her, mouths shushed, and the only noise was the low volume music by the speakers.
"Why is it that everyone just started pretending that everything was back to normal and why did Chan pick up that rhythm guitar without even saying a word? As if Jisung had never been our member? As if he never existed?"
"Tell me, Changbin. Why is no one telling me why he had to take his own life?"
Her voice broke along with her heart as the room fell silent. The radio hushed, mouths shut, and the loud footsteps came to a stop. But her head did not.
Faces upon faces of pity, empathy, and confusion had stared at her. She didn't want any of that. She wanted an answer. A clear answer. She paid no heed to the pool of tears that had found themselves continuously streaming down her cheeks.
"Tell me. Why did I not ask if he really was okay and didn't know that his 'yes' was the last thing I was gonna hear from him. Tell me. Why did we not notice how much he was hiding himself behind his fake smiles.
"Tell me. Why are we so happy without him?"
She didn't hate Seungmin, or Minho, or Chan. Nor any of the other members and bands for celebrating. Nor any of this. She hated herself. Her ignorance. Her blind eye towards what he had actually been feeling. Her guilt.
It was guilt.
She should have listened. Not at the loud strums of his guitar. But at the silent screams of his heart. She should have.
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if you know anyone struggling with d-pression, anxiety, or just need someone to talk to, please PLEASE reach out to them because they're not alone in this fight. you're not alone in this fight. we're not alone in this fight.
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heybirb · 6 days ago
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🎅🏻🎄🍷❄Russian New Year's Evil Eve vibes
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🍊tangerines, 📚books, ☕tea cups, 🧱carpets on the walls.
→ baby, it's snowing cold outside.
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phoenixcatch7 · 18 days ago
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Security breach's story (including ruin) was super weird, right? Left a lot unexplained, introduced a lot of confusing elements, cleared nothing up, and made it worse with the ending of ruin. Very frustrating.
But.
I have a bold claim - in this essay I'm going to tell you that I think I've found the unifying theory of security breach, INCLUDING ruin. And no, it's nothing that's mentioned in the actual game.
It's 'Remnant'.
Now presumably matpat or some other theorist has made more detailed connections and I just haven't been able to find it, and I'm a casual fan at best lol. But I'm quite chuffed, so. I'm sharing.
Remnant is basically glowing soul juice produced by high emotions - children, trauma, excitement, suffering, death. Ectoplasm, essentially. It gets into physical objects and stores that emotion, like how a stuffed teddy is full of love or a torture device is full of pain. Yay!
Afton, during his killing spree, harvested this remnant from kids to fuel his plan for immortality (or something). He discovered along the way that if it was infused into a material like metal, then it could be shaped and, when combined with any form of intelligence ('even ai', he says!) it acts as a source of independent power 'that translates into movement, which is why things may appear haunted'. Ergo, animatronics. His perfect army of golems and test subjects.
The first round was, of course, fnaf 1, with the children literally stuffed into the suits to power them, which, yikes, horrible, and in a food establishment? Later he figured out how to skip the rotting corpse step and directly infuse metal, which made it temperature volatile and apparently hard to store. Anything is better than the first round. This resulted in sister location with the scooper, which could (as best I figure?) take the remnant out directly and store it for later use. It could also recycle animatronics, to scrap them without wasting all that precious soul juice that could theoretically power something forever.
Anyway, decades later, the same company is still running, and their precious 'animatronics' are now full on artificially intelligent robots with an army of drone cleaners and a dozen well covered up missing children.
You see where I'm going with this?
I think the glam rock animatronics are crafted out of the newest, highest grade remnant metal to bring them to life (maybe a little too much)... and to aid in the gathering of remnant to power Trap/afton, in his little recharge pod under the earth, at vannys direction. (And presumably all that after hour neon lighting, let's be real.)
The animatronics are all secretly equipped with track and destroy technology - roxy with her sensitive ears and x-ray eyes, chica with her stunlock voice box, monty with his metal rending claws and pouncing ability... Freddy with his chest cavity big enough to fit a small child. Like old times!
I swear the daycare attendant has infrared vision and very possibly direct access to the cctv, but anyway. (I also swear freddy collapsing on stage and triggering the safety protocol after hours was the only thing keeping him from joining, even leading the pack of machines to comb the place and take Gregory down to the scooper by trick or by stick, and Gregory almost made a fatal decision when he hid in the chest cavity. No freddy has ever been nice after hours, and there's no reason given why this one is.)
Back to the DA, it gives the implications of their old power core (freddys original upgrade and heavily theorised to have previously belonged to the only 'tronic out during the hourly recharge) a whole new meaning. Perhaps the setting of the daycare and all that happy sugar high children energy making happy memories was a perfect environment for a low level (experimental? Inefficient?) sort of... Emotional photosynthesis? It would explain why one half is the daycare and the other is the security patrol. Food for thought. Obviously freddy isn't able to receive all those benefits for a number of reasons.
(And it might explain the poor treatment of the DA, too, if the core was removed for some reason, and why sun is struggling so hard to keep his hopes up if it can no longer absorb and process literal happiness vibes for the best haunting ever. Poor guy always gets the short end of the stick. Maybe it also explains why the DA is the only animatronic to glow... because of the remnant metal? The extra juice they were supposed to have?)
Yeah, but what about ruin? How does it fit into this?
Well, for one, the new scooper. It's the literal gathering tool and storage place for all this remnant, so it's presumably pretty vital. Afton is parked directly above it in a recharge pod, sucking up all that sweet sweet juice. He's literally drinking children's tears, the monster.
And the mimic. Because there's a second part to remnant that only becomes relevant now. It's the worst and strongest emotion that can only be created through immense pain and suffering. 'Agony'. A black sludge of distilled horrors. And the thing is, it's highly infectious. But agony is useless. Unless it's combined with remnant in a specific way, and the resulting reaction is extremely powerful and dangerous.
The mimic is infected with agony. And it's found itself probably the biggest source of remnant in the world. The battery of (potentially) the whole pizza plex, and every animatronic inside it. (Moon may well have been the first infected... If the patrol animatronic encountered the mimic on its arrival. Ooh, now there's a thought. It's more likely it saw and tried to stop vanny from some unethical activity (it's a purely robot job!) And she... Prevented it from becoming a recurring issue with the glitch code. Ah, but there's no proof.)
Either all that remnant is now corrupted, or converted. My money is not on converted because the mimic is not spreading a plague of suffering across the land, and is instead trying to lure kids in again to replenish the remnant. And the poor animatronics are still clinging to blackened, crippled life.
It certainly would explain why the company just dropped the entire location without either bulldozing it to the ground or trying to scavenge and repair. With the animatronics infected with agony, it's far too dangerous to do either, and of course officials absolutely cannot find out.
TLDR: I think the missing puzzle piece is 'Remnant' to explain aftons presence, the strangely alive animatronics, the point of all those child disappearances Gregory was supposed to be investigating, the scooper, the mimic, vannys actual job as head enabler for afton, the animatronic's violent upgrades, the true goal of the pizza plex and why it was built over the sinkhole, but most importantly... how they're footing that electricity bill.
But hey ;D! That's just a theory!
#Fnaf#Fnaf sb#security breach#fnaf security breach#fnaf theory#sb daycare attendant#fnaf animatronics#sb ruin#fnaf sb ruin#To expand on moon I have so many theories about the connection to vanny and I think the DA counting as a single animatronic#Is why sun is the only non murderous animatronic in the game. I'm not counting freddy in this because SAFETY PROTOCOL ENABLED#But sun may have slipped under the radar by being moons other half. Moon is still out during recharge blackouts and sun is pretty ignored#But this would have been so easy to include in game! Literally just the word 'Remnant' in some vanny note or a label on the side of a tank.#SOMETHING.#Anyway I bet vanny joined because she is also terrified of death. Heck she might even have wanted to save some sick family member#And then afton got his claws in her and now she's a furry.#The animatronics would have made such a perfect kill squad as a team. Moon as scout/roxy as seeker/monty to chase down/chica to trap#And then freddy to... Discreetly transport. He said he'd been down there a lot after all. I wonder if his secret upgrade was something#To control/lead the others as band leader#Like they could have been lethal#And then there's mini mm in the vents and the big guy in his arcade for... Whatever reason he's so unreasonably large and grabby lol.#LMAO maybe he was supposed to be the getaway vehicle#Imagine if moon killed Bonnie that'd be interesting. Staff scrambling to get a replacement and come up with a good story#I bet Bonnie merch is high value for collectors lol#Wait legitimately though that would explain why the human staff are so cold to sun. Not getting him the maintenance he needs.#I'm galaxy brain rn I'm connecting all the dots I should really be asleep#Maybe dj mm was in charge of digging and maintaining that sink hole idk. All those tunnels.#WAIT mebbe that's why the DA lost the core in the first place cuz it attacked Bonnie (protecting vanny? Idk!). Bad animatronics get their#Upgrades taken away#I mean it could just have been temporarily removed for maintenance/upgrades but LORE
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quirinah · 6 months ago
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twitter nintama doodles. ASSORTED PARO ATTACK!!!
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lock-my-feelings-in-a-jar · 3 months ago
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thank you @memorial-sewer !!!
rules: list your ten favorite characters from ten separate fandoms then tag ten people!
okay so i don't really have favorite characters of things. at least none that come to mind, which, i feel like if they were that much of a favorite, they would probably be in mind. i don't watch shows or movies much, or read or anything else. i like some games but not usually for the characters.
i can, however, make a list of favorite musicians because they're all i ever think about. so i'm gonna do that instead.
so let me just change this:
rules: list your ten favorite musicians from ten separate bands then tag ten people!
there we go, that feels like something i can do. unless i run out of musicians that i consider favorites for whatever reason(which i'm very picky about so there's not that many)
okayyy, in no particular order (except for russ at 1 because he is the light of my life)
russ ballard
pete ham
bruce dickinson
brian connolly
malcolm allured
annnd i think. i think 5 is all i got.
i tag EVERYONE (do your characters or musicians or anything else if you want)
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hidekomoon · 8 months ago
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they went on a uk tour 🥺🥺
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dark-elf-writes · 1 year ago
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Okay but hear me out cause I 10”% also thought of this: Harry who wishes hard enough he gets transported to a relative that’s not the Dursleys. Said relative is in Faerun and there’s a stable portal between the worlds but anyway-
Relative is Tav. Tav who is travelling to get rid of the parasite now has a child with them. Tav who is told by Winthers the child has to stay with them.
Cue chaos.
Tav: This is a human child
Withers: Yes.
Tav: I am related to a human child.
Withers: It is a distant relation.
Tav: And I have to raise this human child when I may turn into a mindflayer at any moment.
Withers: Yes.
Tav: Are you fucking ins-
Harry: I can leave if you don’t want me… no one else does
Tav: I would burn down worlds for you without hesitation.
Withers: So the parental instinct has already taken hold.
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liberxi · 6 months ago
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what im visualizing
Noooo, that's not what I pictured at all!
... but unfortunately, you are right. It fits the description perfectly. I'm afraid we all just have to accept this as canon now.
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carcarrot · 6 months ago
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had to send a help request because something was missing from my sparks order and the person that reached out to me was named tammy
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jamiethebeeart · 1 year ago
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(Ref/insp: 8eyestheband on youtube/tiktok - the conversation mashups and the song association game) supplemental info/explanation in the tags
#spinnerdabi#mha spinner#dabi#dabi todoroki#shuichi iguchi#bnha spinner#bnha#mha#people in the comments of their videos keep talking about how they look at each other/ship them and I of course went “how can make this lov#which spiraled to “who do i think would/could sing with spinner on camera” and went not shigaraki (rip) and landed on dabi#i cannot defend this because its purely based on gut feelings#(im not a spinnerdabi shipper but this just fits for me... i may or may not draw more for this au)#so! conversation mashups: take two songs and “what if they were a conversation” so its a back and forth mashup#im obsessed with the i will wait/dial drunk and this town/stick season ones.#the song association game: person gives a one word prompt and they have to think of a song with that in the title and sing it#first to think/sing a song with that word gets the point#anyways i feel bad for them :/ so many ppl in the comments are talking about them romantically and im like Stop It!!!! those r real ppl!!!!#but the premise of band members falling in love with one another and balancing that with their public image? obviously v v v good au fuel#i even made band au stuff back when it was popular on mha cosplay tiktok (with aizawa) and now im revisiting it :)))#in this au im imagining shigaraki as aro/ace (just because) and handling the behind the scenes stuff. lighting. camera. social media. ect.#these tags are a mess lmao#do you guys see my vision? do you get it?#im planning on a toga duet one rn#(now i hear ya: why not compress? well :) i feel like he'd be a prev boy band member turned solo artist. v flashy v performative)#toga would def be an online singer (lots of covers. lot of gay/bi covers of straight songs. some original stuff. maybe some makeup videos?)#oh! she'd pull uraraka and deku in for a make over. thatd be v cute. she'd have 2 persuade both of them and uraraka would be quicker to agre#idk where twice would fit in. magne would be a makeup artist (for her? or other ppl? idk but she'd rock a social media platform)#mustard? i feel like he'd be a minecraft streamer or smth#kurogiri would somehow be teamed up with compress from time to time.#not to get too korean drama-y but afo feels like a management company person? he's got a spotty track record w recruits tho so hes a lil sus
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