#heavy metal lover by lady gaga

[asterotica]

Mihael 🍫 MELLO

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[quinloki]

Hello Quin!

I’m loving these ask games! Been a rough go this week but these have been really cheering me up ☺️. I’ve got a few more songs for ya for the “not quite musical chairs” that you can get to when the time is right

Heavy Metal Lover-Lady Gaga

Oxytocin-Billie Ellish

Escape from LA-The Weeknd

Cool Cat-Queen

-🌕

Title, vibe, lyrics, music - Hey what do you know, Heavy Metal Lover really makes you think about Eustass Kid when you listen to it XD I'm writing this before I'm even halfway through the song, and every line since has just cemented my thoughts on the matter lol

Oxytocin - Billie Ellish always makes me think of Blackbeard and his crew, and Doflamingo and his crew. But in this case, I think I'm going to go with Law. Not that the song makes me think of him, but I think he's the rather unfortunate target of her lyrics in this ^^;

Escape from LA - call me crazy, but I gotta go with Lucci on this one.

And as much as I love Queen, I think I'mma cut these off at 3 xD Otherwise it's too much in one post.

Not quite musical chairs

[rottenusedangel]

I could be your girlgirlgirlgirlgirlgirl but would you love me if I ruled the worldworldworld

[ceruark]

please humor me as i share with you one of my recurring daydreams/ scenarios before bed: pop star! reader x pro player! kaiser

prior to your relationship, your reputation preceded you. though you're one of the biggest names on the world stage, you're by no means a "diva" in the traditional sense; you also grew up in a poor neighborhood with a family who didn't care about you until you made it big, and you elevated yourself through your own hard work and talent. despite your fame and wealth, your fans sing your praises about how genuine and down-to-earth you are, and other celebrities you've allowed into your inner circle talk about how kind and caring you are in interviews of their own.

so when michael kaiser of all people approaches you, your friends are understandably incredibly territorial and hostile toward him.

but you give him a chance anyways— he is quite the flatterer, and that face is virtually impossible to say no to.

you were only ever supposed to be yet another stepping stone to put kaiser further into the limelight, just another box to check on his path to being the greatest. except, you had insisted that you two keep your relationship private for as long as possible; you'd seen how your peers' relationships often imploded after going public, and your friends told you that asking him to keep things under wraps was a good way to test if he actually wanted the relationship, or if he was just interested in your name. he agreed, figuring that you'll ease up eventually.

it's not easy by any means; the mask comes off long before you two go public, and you quickly come to understand why so many of his own teammates tend to keep him at arm's length. his insecurity is a deep-rooted, festering thing, manifesting as cold derision and a push-pull attitude that leaves you reeling and always guessing as to how he'll react to your affection in the moment.

and yet, you stay.

you could have anyone in the world, but you stay with him. you've seen the broken, bitter man hiding behind the pretty face and still haven't walked away. your friends tell you that you could do better, that you deserve better, and they're right, he knows it— but you never agree with them, and you never leave, either.

it gets better with time, as he learns to trust you. allow you inside, in response to the way you've accepted him wholly into your heart, flaws and all. improving himself is a struggle, but he's trying, and that's enough for you.

you've been together for a bit over two and a half years when he finally brings it up again. it's a lazy night; your tour ended a week ago, and now you're in munich, cuddled up against him on the couch and scrolling through your phone while he picks apart his most recent match, which is playing on the TV.

"liebling," he says, hand pausing where it was combing through your hair. you look up, expression as painfully indulgent of his whims as always. "what do you think about going public?"

you put your phone down at that. you place a gentle hand on his knee, smiling slightly. "if that's what you want," you answer. "i've just been waiting for you."

in an interview a month later, you "accidentally" let it slip that you're in a relationship—and it's going on three years.

the internet blows up with speculations as to who your mysterious boyfriend could be. your friends drop hints and jokes here and there, but no one can quite guess who it is, even with the help. the closest anyone gets is guessing it's isagi yoichi, who you had seemed friendly with when attending a gala for a fashion outlet you both have contracts with. of course, they couldn't possibly know you were familiar with him because he's your boyfriend's teammate, but regardless, the tantrum that results from those speculations leaves you and the münchen lineup amused for days—at the unfortunate expense of one of the team's twin aces, who swiftly denies being involved with you like that.

the public finally gets their answer at the next big industry award show, conveniently being hosted in paris the same week bastard münchen has a game against pxg. at this point, your fanbase is certain you're with an athlete of some sort, courtesy of your friends' hints, but they still haven't been able to place who or what sport.

when you show up on the red carpet donning a simple gold chain necklace with a beautifully crafted blue rose charm hanging off of it, sitting between your collarbones, the internet blows up.

and when you post a mirror selfie to your instagram story later that night, smiling at your phone as the picture shows nothing more than an arm wrapped around your waist—one covered in extremely recognizable tattoos—the platform goes down for nearly twenty minutes. which somehow pales in comparison to your phone freezing and crashing from the sheer amount of notifications you're getting.

well, it's not like you'd be able to pay any attention to the public reaction, anyways—not when the cause of the commotion is already pulling you toward the bed by the waist, fully intending to indulge in what the world finally knows is his, as much as he is yours.

[rattlebear25]

Part 2

I think she is like a shark in bed… 🦈🦈🦈

[wallofchynax]

sometimes i find photos of shawn that just make me absolutely insane like,,, till the bed broke

[mame-mp4]

save me lumberjack Logan... save me...

[autiwara]

I can finally indulge in yakuza content again after watching LaD 8 only to find the Yamai tag SEVERELY lacking!!!! I can't believe this. Where are the EDITS! where are the FANARTS! I know he was literally just introduced but COME ON PEOPLE GET WITH THE PROGRAM 👏

[m1t1sy]

Heavy metal lover💞

[weadoregaga]

Heavy metal lover 🎶🎸

[free-mari]

- ͙۪۪̥˚┊❛ ❜┊˚ ͙۪۪̥◌ *+:｡.⋆·˚ ༘ * i could be your girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl...

[classicalangelzz]

noah: you’re a monster.

alejandro: omg how did u know!! (heavy metal lover plays in the background)

[disobedyent]

i could be your girl, girl, girl

girl, girl, girl

but would you love me if i ruled the world, world, world?

~credits~

song: lady gaga - heavy metal lover

footage used: i don't remember but i found this from my icloud backup taken on june 11th, 2020. if somebody could let me know that would be awesome. all credits go to the original source

note: i do use AI in my tags but i do not use any sort of AI in making my content. it's just a part of my cyber industrial goth aesthetic. i miss when ai was cool.

[gay-aunt-jackie]

Lady Gaga promoting her new album Born This Way (2011)

[cokesnipprz]

I did this with suntan and HOLY CRAP I CANT GET OVER THE SONG LIKE-

(I founded the image on pinterest)