#fedorable killjoys

[lnights]

Your tags on one of Niko's stories

Made me laugh 😆

But a while later I was scrolling through my phone and found a few gifs I made and I found one gif of Joonas (think it's Joonas) rubbing/touching his nipple. I don't know why I made it 🤷. Anyway after seeing your tag I made something with my limited editing skills.

IM SCREAMING 🤣🤣🤣

Niko has been horny for Joonas and this seems like that next step 😂

[born-to-lose]

Congratulations on coming out!!! 🫶🏼🌈

Thank you!!! 🥰💕

[i-love-the-smell-of-your-blood]

Hello

For the handwriting ask thing I choose 12, 24, 30 and 40

🦦

Fun fact I’m actually ambidextrous so writing with my left hand isn’t actually that hard for me

[im-suchanicegirl]

Hi 🎧

Hi❤️ my favorite Michigan dudes❤️

[ominousmotion]

Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii,

I pick 4, 5 and 15 for the Spotify ask game.

Bye 🦦

Thank you!! 🦖

4. which is your third liked song?

Im not Famous by AJR

5. do you have any local file songs? what are they!

I do its the Cd version of bad idea

15. are you a shuffler or listen in order?

Both! It really depends on the playlist cuz i like i have playlists of setlists of shows ive been to and i play those in order and then i have like my big boy almost 160 hour playlist that i shuffle so i can at least try to listen to all the songs on there

[chemical-killjoy]

Demolition Lovers

Pairing: vampire!Gerard x reader

Summary: part 3 of Cemetery Drive

Warnings: way too many references to hang em high and demolition lovers (the songs), blood, death, mild gore? Uh. Sad ending, heads up folks

Word count: 617

Author's Note: Yeah it's a short one and maybe a little poorly wrapped up, but it's ✨the vibe✨ also it's not edited... be warned

It was nearing midnight by the time the hearse crashed through the cemetery gates, tyres screaming and iron bars scraping. There was no noise besides Gerard turning off the egnition. His dress shoes echoed like gun shots, clicking against the cool tiles of the abandoned church's floor as he calmly walked in. No light inside the building.

“Gerard, how nice of you to turn up. How are you this fine night?” An echo of a voice called.

“Fine myself, thank you.” Gerard sighed. “A little tired, what can I say? Hanging out with corpses and driving in this hearse.” he gestured back to the door.

“Really? I was sure that little girl was aliv-”

“She won't stop me!” Gerard yelled, venom dripping from his voice. “She won't stop me anymore.” With that, Gerard tossed a gun to the floor. “Follow me.”

With that, Gerard led the matriarch outside to where the hearse was parked, on the dusty dirt trail to the church that weaved it's way around graves. He opened the boot and lowered the coffin.

Mariah arched one thin brow. “I don't believe it.”

“Would I lie to you?”

No one spoke a word as Mariah opened the casket to see Y/N, blood spattered down her white dress, cool and not breathing. Mariah breathed in the scent of blood.

“I guess not... But I need to be sure.”

Mariah's fangs were on Y/N's neck before she could even move, causing her to cry out in agony.

“NO!” Gerard shouted, charging at Mariah to knock her away from the person he lived and died for, but when he crashed into her, Mariah was darkly prepared. Gerard felt the sharp spike bite into his skin as the stake pierced his stomach.

The two fell to the ground, Gerard gurgling and struggling, determined to fight until the bitter end. He pulled out the stake.

Y/N remembered Gerard's instructions, his voice whispering in her head. After all is said and done, climb out of the pine box. Y/N jumped out, gripping her neck fiercely, in a feeble attempt at stopping the bleeding. Mariah has a sister, she'll be inside the building. I want you to burn the church. Y/N looked over at Gerard fighting for his life. Don't stop, if I fall, and don't look back.... She knew she was no match for the vampire.. but that doesn't mean she couldn't distract her. The plan just needed to be altered a little.

“RUN!” Gerard bellowed. Y/N grabbed the small bag of ammunition she had in the back of the hearse. And she ran to the church.

Then, chaos.

Mariah staked Gerard's heart. A bomb went off. The church, ablaze.

“No!” Mariah screamed, about to make a run to find her sister, but Gerard was faster. With a scream, he pulled the stake out of his heart, and plunged it deep into Mariah's heart before she could run, blood meeting blood as he killed her with the weapon she used against him.

Mariah hardly noticed, trying to move into the fire as Y/N staggered out, bleeding fiercely from the holes in her neck that she clutched in a bitter attempt to hold onto life.

Y/N dropped to the grown beside Gerard.

“No! No, please. Y/N, no.” Gerard cried, dragging his body toward Y/N.

“I'm with you, my love. I'm with you now.” Y/N said, as she dropped her hand from her neck, breathing hard. Tears mixed with blood on the dirt path.

The two spent their last breaths together, coughing into a pool of blood. Gerard reached out to hold Y/N's hand. Fingers brushed, and eyes met. “Y/N,” Gerard gasped, blood tinting his mouth, “I lo-”

Nothing is forever.

Tagging: @fandomfoodiedancer @smiling-girl @niche-bitch @fedorable-killjoys as always if anyone does or doesn't want to be tagged please let me know! <3 thanks for reading :D

[fedorable-killjoys]

Good evening 😊 1, 22, 53 and 75 for the Get in my Business ask game please 😇.

1. The meaning behind my url:

Right the meaning behind my url is a mix of two different bands, that I was obsessed with. Still like there music but not as obsessed as I was.

Fedorable - because of Fall Out Boy and that the lead singer always seems to be wearing a fedora or a hat.

Killjoys - because of My Chemical Romance.

22. What's your shoe size?

My shoe size is in-between UK 6 - 7. Depends on the shoe.

53. Have you ever slept in until 3?

Assuming this means 3pm? If so I have but only when I've been really ill.

75. Have you ever sang karaoke?

No I haven't, to be honest I don't think I would be brave enough to do it.

[lnights]

Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

From the ask game I choose

TV show of the year?

What’re you excited about for next year?

Favorite musical artist / group you started listening to this year?

Bye 🦦

Hiiii 🖤

5. TV show of the year?

Good Omens!

19. What’re you excited about for next year?

I'm taking another trip abroad, not going to announce where until the tickets are actually booked but I'm bouncing off the walls about it.

3.Favorite musical artist / group you started listening to this year?

I’m not sure if Electric Callboy was this year or not but then if they were, otherwise I've just started listening to St Aurora, Avatar and Sleep Token and they're all amazing!

[mondscheinprinzessin]

As soon as I saw the pic of Joel all burrito up. I immediately thought of your fic - When the world's out of focus and looking kinda hopeless.

Awwwwww all that needs to happen is for someone to cuddle him.........

I am feeling flattered you thought of my fic☺️ I can remember everyone in the comments being like "pls put me in a blanket burrito too!"

I hope Aleksi or Joonas cuddled him under the blanket, it will keep them extra warm.

[i-love-the-smell-of-your-blood]

Happy birthday

Thank you!!

[kindahoping4forever]

Hi,

Was scrolling through my photos on my phone and saw these pics that I thought you'd like.

I mean look at his smiley face ( ◜‿◝ )♡

💙👄💙 look at that sweet, sweet man 🥺 My "perhaps I love him" tag has never been more applicable 😌

[bxcketbarnes]

Hello for the emoji ask game I choose ☀️

Oooo a sun?? Cause I'm practically sunshine, yeah?? 😅

[comicgeek]

Hello,

list 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the ask box for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you, learn to know your mutuals and followers 😀

Ooooo yay! This showed up again

1.my dog

2.my friends (that includes my tumblr ones)

3.food

4.my sister

5.music

@thegirlwiththebird @moonlight-forestt @greek-mythographer @gayassdragonchild @crossiantgay

[chemical-killjoy]

Morning Light

Chapter 4

(previous chapter here, my masterlist has all chapters under the Remington section <3)

Vampire Remington x fem reader

Word Count: 650

Warnings: brief mentions of kidnapping, general death, violence and vampire-making

Summary: Sebastion knows more information that he lets on...

Author's Note: Sorry this has taken me so so SO long to update!!! Me and @smiling-girl have both been super busy, but I'll try to get back on track <3 thank you again @fedorable-killjoys for this amazing collage!

Sebastian sat by the fire at his favourite bistro. The smell of the leather couch under him and  the whisky in his hands both calmed him, but the fire reflected memories in his eyes. 

He was grateful he was alone tonight. 

How long had it been since he had seen Y/N’s face?? A hundred years, at least. Not since Guinevere. No, he couldn’t think about that. It wasn’t the 1700s anymore. It was the 2020s. He was safe. His brothers were safe. That dark night couldn’t touch them anymore. 

But the truth was Y/N wasn’t safe. Just as Gwen wasn’t. If only he could go back. 

Rain poured alongside the blood, and thunder covered the sounds of screams. If he had taken the deal, it would have worked in his favour. There would be one less body.

The night had started simply. 

The doors to the manor opened up as men in cloaks burst through. 

They were silent, all black figures. But the man in the center, a foot taller than the others, was recognised by Sebastian. Both knew the cloak was unnecessary. But then what was this all for if not a little showmanship? 

“You’ve taken her. Haven't you.” Sebastian asked the question as a statement, an icy chill settling in his stomach.

The hooded man’s silence was the only response he needed. 

Sebastian nodded. Took a deep breath. A swig of his liquor. And threw the glass at the hooded man, who dodged and the glass shattered against the walls. 

Chaos was unleashed as Sebastian fought tooth and nail to pummel the tall man into the ground, or at least fight his way past, unmask these bastards, break free, find Gwen. Protect her. 

He did all he could. 

But he was only one man. Before long, he was held down by three hooded figures, and the tallest man leaned close to his ear, only his green eyes visible through the shadow of the hood. 

“You should have joined me.” the man sighed. “But since you didn’t join me… I guess you are against me. We shall have some fun, you and I.”

A sharp sting tore at his neck as he was bitten, changed forever.

That night was the worst of Sebastian’s life. He fought, his brothers fought, startled into chaos and leaping in to protect their brother, although they did not yet know why, as primal instincts kicked in as bodies took action to defend themselves from the assault of fists and knives... but it was pointless. By morning light, they were vampires, and the bodies piled high. Guinevere was dead, so were half the manor’s staff and men in cloaks, faceless beasts just adding to the bloodshed.

From what Sebastian could tell, Remington had blocked a lot of it out, or somehow didn't remember. Emerson escaped into his art. But it was never far from Sebastian’s mind, the burden of being the only one to know the truth of that night. There were nights he thought it would kill him. That was, until he met Larisa. He didn’t think he could love anyone quite like he loved Gwen until he met Larisa. He started to believe that for the next 50 years, he could be happy, safe. Maybe even have a family.

Then Y/N showed up. A reminder of his oldest enemy and oldest companion. Oldest wounds. 

He remembered the hooded man scooping your unconscious body off the concrete, fangs still dripping with blood. Sebastian knew why you were taken. He just didn’t know you survived. And he could never tell his brothers. 

If Y/N was back, that means no one was safe. Anything could have happened to the many involved in that sick game. Maybe he was killed, maybe they were all safe, and that’s how Y/N survived. But Sebastian had a strong suspicion that this was just the start.

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[nostalgiabones]

Happy birthday 🎉🎂🧁🎁 hope you have a great day. Sending you good birthday vibes.

Thank you so much lovely!!! 🥰🥰

[randomfandomimagine]

Hi,

Could I also request a drabble of Johnathan Byers and reader listening to music and dancing together.

Hope this is ok, I know I've already sent a request in prior to this.

Thank you ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜

Hello, sweetheart! Your request is good, but remember that a little more plot info helps me out for drabbles ;) And don’t worry about that, I lifted the spamming rule for now so it’s okay to send several requests. Thanks so much for requesting, I hope you like it :D

Character. Jonathan Byers

Fandom: Stranger Things

Tags: Fluff, dancing

Word Count: 328 words

Title: I Don’t Dance

As it was customary, you visited Jonathan and headed straight for his room. Once you were inside, you smiled at each other as you closed the door behind you.

Jonathan didn’t move from his spot, sitting in the bed and feebly looking at the discs he had placed over the comforter. He didn’t seem too entertained.

“Well?” You asked, crossing your arms over your chest and staring at him.

“What?” 

“So what do you want to do today?” 

“I don’t know...” Jonathan shrugged, fiddling with one of the vynils. “I don’t feel like going out today” 

“Is something wrong?” You noticed he seemed a little apathetic.

“Not really, I just...” He sighed, avoiding eye contact. “I’m just tired today” 

“So you need cheering up” You passed by his bed, patting his shoulder on your way, and headed straight for the stereo.

“Y/N?” Jonathan piped up. “What are you doing?” 

You didn’t reply, only smiled to yourself as you shuffled through his many records and cassette tapes. When you found one that caught your eye, your smile widened as you put it in. 

After a second of silence, Heroes by David Bowie inundated the room. You energetically turned the volume wheel, loud enough for the music to fill everything without being so loud that it could bother Will and Joyce in the other rooms. 

Jonathan watched you in curiosity, and you managed to pull a smile out of him when you started dancing and jumping around. Playfully wiggling your eyebrows, you walked closer to him with outstretched hands.

“No...” He muttered, knowing what you wanted.

“C’mon” You took him by the hands and dragged him with you.

“I don’t dance”

“Yes, you do” Using your intertwined hands, you swung his arms around a little. “See?”

“This isn’t dancing”

“You’re moving, aren’t you?” 

Jonathan finally peered at you, and you recognized silent gratitude in his eyes. He was smiling again. His day was starting to become better. Thanks to you.

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