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Fallingforyou - Matty Healy Chapter Two

Chapter two is finally here!!! Thank you all for the support on chapter one, none of the comments made me cry which means I’m clearly doing something right. I’ve tried something a bit different with this one so you finally get some insight into what the hell Matty is doing.

Tags: Angst, slight mentions of smut, swearing

Word Count: 4985

Minors do not interact!!!

Your POV

The UK/Europe leg of the tour was over in a flash, doing a full lap of Europe before you end back where you started, Wembley Stadium. Now, you have three months to relax until you kick off the North American portion of your tour in Arlington, Texas. However, there’s one thing the Lost Atlantis girls don’t know how to do and that’s take a break. Somehow, despite all of your success, you end up in a dingy Premier Inn just North of central London on a random Sunday in the beginning of July.

“If I knew you’d get free tickets to 1975 gigs, I would’ve slid into Ross’s DMs for you years ago.” You say, slicking your hair back into a low ponytail in the dim lighting of the bathroom.

“This is why I was hesitant to tell you, because now you’ve got us dressing up like we’re spy’s.” Maddie says, chuckling as she sticks a skinny black tie around her neck.

“I thought considering you’re shagging a member of the band you’d understand this but I’ll gladly explain it to you again. This is a formal situation, and there’s a dress code. It’s essentially a Matty Healy cosplay competition disguised as a concert.” You reply, exiting the bathroom and doing a spin to show Maddie your entire get up.

“I understand the whole dress code thing, what I don’t understand is why you want to follow it. All you’ve been doing for the last two months is performing and slowly falling into a downwards spiral over Matty hating you. The last thing you want to do is look like him.”

“Maddison, when will you learn? Yes, I am constantly having a mental breakdown over the fact he hates me but my power as a fan girl trumps that any day of the week. I tried getting tickets for this gig and I couldn’t, so now that God has dropped free tickets into my lap I’m going to seize this opportunity.” You respond, sitting down on the rock solid mattress probably worth about a tenner.

“That was an excellent speech, there’s a reason we make you do all the talking.” You both fall into a comfortable silence, doom scrolling until the rest of the girls are ready.

Truth be told, you were putting on a front, acting all excited to see the boys again. And you are, both because you missed them and because you’ve spent the last four years waiting to see The 1975 at Finsbury Park. Despite this, there’s still a feeling of dread in the pit of your stomach. The thought of seeing Matty again and once again being rejected leaves a lump the size of a golf ball in your throat. Maddie was right, you haven’t been able to enjoy the last two months of tour. Despite traveling Europe with your best mates, performing at some of the biggest stadiums in the world, you’ve only got one thing on your mind at all times. Matty.

How he brushed you off when you first met, the snarky comments made in your direction, the infuriating nickname meant to be a jab as your band name. Despite this, the thing on the forefront of your mind is the hug. You know it was a group hug that he was forced into, and knowing how he acts towards you he would have rather been standing next to anyone else. However, all you’ve been thinking about since you last saw him was the fact the area his fingers touched has been noticeably colder since he pulled away.

You’re quickly pulled out of your shame spiral by what could best be described as an assault on your hotel room door. That means one of two things, either a mob of angry fans have found where you’re staying or the girls are finally finished getting ready. Luckily for you, it’s the second one. You have about 30 minutes until you need to leave so conversation fills the room, with the dulcet sounds of Being Funny in a Foreign Language playing in the background to hype you all up. Final touches are made to hair and makeup and next thing you know, you’re all barrelling out to the streets of London.

Despite not growing up here, London feels like a second home to you. Even though you’ve been on tour most of the time, you’ve lived here since you were eighteen so navigating the streets comes with ease to you. It’s also the one place where no one cares who you are. Everyone’s so focused on themselves, they don’t pay attention to the fact that one of the biggest bands in the world is just casually walking around next to them. It’s an introvert's dream.

You eventually get to the entrance of Finsbury Park, blending in with the thousands of fans wearing the exact same thing as you. You knew these outfits would be a good idea. Bypassing the general admissions entrance, you and the girls walk over to the VIP entrance. Introducing yourselves to the security, you’re quickly escorted through the park towards the side of the main stage.

Before you even see anyone, you hear them. The rowdy conversations echoing in the corridors, long before you even get close to reaching their dressing rooms. You hear him, his laugh as George says something out of pocket. That stupid laugh that you know you’ll never get to hear unless you’re outside the room.

“Hey boys!” Ava says, entering the dressing room and making your presence known. The room erupts with cheers at your arrival. Matty seems happy, until he makes eye contact with you and his smile drops. This is going to be a long day.

When he sees you, George immediately wraps you up in a hug that makes you actively try to keep both your feet on the floor. It’s the kind of hug that makes you forget all of life’s problems. It’s the kind of hug that makes you forget that the man you’ve dreamt about since you were sixteen is currently sitting in the corner giving you a look that could burn through your scalp.

“Todays gonna be a good day, pretty girl! We’re performing at fucking Finsbury Park! I know that’s not a big deal to miss ‘I casually play Wembley Stadium’ but it’s a big deal to us.” He says, slowly putting you down. You chuckle at his slight dig at you, knowing full well he means no harm.

“Oh George, I love how you’re always here to remind me how much more successful than you I am.” You laugh, playing into the egotistical role he’s forced you into, “but seriously, this is gonna be one hell of a gig. I had tickets back for the 2020 show, but that damn covid ruined all my dreams.”

“I always forget you’re a fan. Like, it’s so weird to imagine you just casually listening to our music before you win a Grammy.” He says, sitting down on the edge of a chair and pouring a glass of water.

“I don’t listen to music before a gig, it stresses me out too much. But you know what I make sure I do before every show? Cleanse the space.” You say, pulling out a stick of incense from your bag. George gives you an apprehensive look, clearly not buying into the hippie shit you know and love. “Come on, it can’t hurt. It’s won us 2 Grammys for album of the year. You can argue with that logic.”

“Fine, but if Matty shits himself on stage it’s on you and your incense.” He laughs, holding out his lighter. You go around the room, getting some weird stares from some and knowing stares off the girls.

“Hey, don’t knock it. She forgot to do it before a show once and the sound system stopped working halfway through and a rogue pyro burnt me and I ended up in A&E at 3am. That shit works!” Moon yelled, somehow making herself louder than the countless conversations that we’re going on at the time.

Then you got to Matty, who’s been side eyeing you the entire time you’ve been walking around the room. You make sure to linger in his area for longer than the rest, aggressively cleansing him of any negative energy.

“This is the biggest gig of your life and yet I’m getting a lot of negative energy from you. Might wanna fix that before the show.” You say, refusing to make eye contact with him.

“Whatever you say, Princess.” He scoffs, you instinctively roll your eyes as the horrendous nickname before walking off towards the rest of the group.

Luckily, you could ignore the side eyes and the snarky comments by supporting all your friends. The highlight of your day being The Bleachers. You’ve known Jack and the rest of the band for years, almost as long as you’ve been in the industry, so seeing fifty thousand people yell the lyrics to their songs makes your heart swell with pride. However, nothing will beat hearing the entire crowd chant the name of Mattys mum. Knowing the entire audience is secretly there for Denise, makes you and the rest of the girls burst out with laughter.

Before the boys go on stage, you meet them all at the side. Giving each of them a hug and your best wishes for the show. You can’t hide it, your inner fan girl starts coming out at this point. You go up to Matty, trying to create some element of peace.

“Do me a favour and play Love Me?” You say, a glint of a smile on your face. He doesn’t return the favour.

“In your dreams, Princess.” He responds, before walking off to do some final preparations before heading on stage.

However, you could forget all about this when you hear the first few notes of The 1975 from Being Funny in a Foreign Language. All of a sudden, you’re no longer the lead singer of a world famous band. You’re just a girl, standing in London, watching her favourite band perform her favourite songs. All your problems wash away, and you get absorbed by the charismatic nature of Matty.

Every so often, you’d catch the eye of one of the people on stage. Throwing up a heart to Polly, blowing a kiss to George, and giving Hann an enthusiastic thumbs up. That’s until you meet eyes with Matty. Not sure what to do, you stand there staring at him. A mischievous grin falls upon his face, a smirk that’s going to haunt your dreams. And also, the first bit of actual emotion he’s shown you. You’re unsure what to think of this, until the end of Happiness comes around.

“Ladies and gentlemen!” He says into his mic, despite putting on an act his charisma is palpable. No wonder you fell for the act. “Welcome to The 1975 At Their Very Best! Now normally, we don’t take requests this early on. Especially not from blonde bimbos who think crystals do shit. However this songs a banger and you all deserve it!”

You know what’s coming next, however it’s still whiplash hearing the opening notes to Love Me. You’re not sure how to feel. On one hand, they’re playing one of your favourite songs. On the other hand, the man who you’ve considered to be your musical inspiration just called you a blonde bimbo on stage. Clearly, you’re not hiding your disappointment as well as you thought you were as you feel Maddies arms snake around your waist.

“You good?” She whispers, barely loud enough for you to hear.

“Yeah,” you nod, “I’m great.”

The rest of the show goes off without a hitch. If you ignore the comment Matty made early on in the show, you’d go as far as to say it’s the best gig you’ve ever been to. Tim Healy singing All You Need To Hear, About You with Carly at golden hour, Be My Mistake. It’s a show teenage you would’ve dreamt of seeing.

You head backstage after the show, the energy from everyone is radiant and even Matty can’t keep up his stoic demeanor. Annoyingly, his smile lights up the room and you find yourself feeling things you haven’t felt since you were in your peak tumblr days. These feelings quickly get diminished when you realise that everytime he looks at you, the light behind his eyes dwindles.

All of your fears are washed away when you hear the familiar voice of Charli. You first met six years ago, when she opened for your band on the UK/Europe leg of your second world tour. You’ve stayed close friends since, however both of your busy schedules have kept you apart. You spot her, realising she’s mid conversation with Matty and George. Deciding to talk to her later, you turn to look for one of your bandmates however fate has other plans.

“Holy shit, come over here you sexy, blonde bitch!” She yells, dragging you over to join the conversation. She pulls you into a hug that rivals George’s from earlier in the day.

“Damn, I forgot you two know each other. Don’t know how, Charli constantly reminds me that she’d leave me for you in a heartbeat.” George laughs, handing you another drink.

“I have that effect, the girlies love me.” You reply, taking the drink off George and winking at Charli. Matty scoffs.

“Yeah, whatever you say.” Matty responds, taking a sip of his drink to muffle what he was saying. It doesn’t work, silence falls over the group. The silence is palpable, until someone decides to play Boom Clap over the speakers and the group erupts into laughter.

You can’t help but feel guilty for bringing the mood down backstage. You know it’s him who started this, but you play into it. When Ava comes over to you to inform you that everyone’s going to a local bar, you decide to opt out of it. Using the excuse that you’re tired after a long day and you just want to go back to the hotel to sleep. Once you get back, the silence envelops you. You realise it’s the first time you’ve heard nothing all day. Before you knew it, tears started rolling down your face. Over analysing the day's events didn’t help. Every comment, every look, everything he’s done towards you crosses your mind, and the more you think about it the more tears stream down your face.

You did not expect sobbing in a Premier Inn to be how you end your day.

Mattys POV

The 1975 at Finsbury Park has been a long time coming, getting canceled due to Covid when it was first announced. He’s waited for years for this moment, and it’s finally arrived. He’s sat in the dressing room with the rest of the band, conversations about who knows what are flowing. The adrenaline in the room makes everyone unusually talkative.

“I’m just saying, would we be as successful if we were worms?” George said, with the most deadpan look on his face. The room erupts into laughter, joy that is only boosted when five unexpected guests walk into the room.

“Hey boys!” The drummer of Lost Atlantis, Ava Fletcher, yells over the roaring conversation. It’s all fun and games until he spots her. They’re all dressed in their best 1975 concert attire, dressed in different variations of his suit getup. It’s her outfit that catches his eye first though. Opting for a short sleeved shirt and a mini skirt that perfectly frames her body. Her blonde, curly hair pulled up into a low ponytail. She looks annoyingly beautiful.

His face drops instinctively when he sees her, refusing to have any feelings that may give his thoughts away. He recognises the disappointment on her face, and he knows it’s his fault. He can’t help but feel guilty, knowing he’s the reason she never truly has a real smile when she’s around them. Yet he’s not sure why he does it, maybe it’s because he’s been hurt by women like her before, maybe he’s afraid of rejection. Who knows?

He can pinpoint the exact moment these feelings started, he was on a night out with the boys when Ross pulled up a video on his phone. It was a video of a girl, clearly pissed out of her mind, singing the ending of Robbers. Ross informs them it’s the lead singer of Lost Atlantis, who’s apparently been very open about being a fan for years now. However, for some unknown reason he’s never seen her face. Even drunk, she’s beautiful. The way her curls perfectly frame her face, the makeup that’s clearly been smudged by a night of drunken antics, the dress that perfectly frames her figure. She’s everything and more.

Despite acting cold towards her, the secret looks still brings a smile to his face. Watching her interact with his boys as if she’s been a member of their inner circle for years. Watching her perform at Wembley, like she was made for that stage, hiding her fear with bravado and excellent stage presence. He’s never met anyone like her.

After sitting in the corner for what feels like hours, she finally walks over to him holding a stick of incense. He’s never brought into any of that shit, but when she does it it’s weirdly endearing. The fact that she’s so set in her belief system, it just makes her more beautiful.

She stays near to him for longer than she does elsewhere, giving him the opportunity to bask in his presence for a second longer. Her perfume envelops him, luring him further down the rabbit hole. She aggressively incenses the area he’s sitting.

“This is the biggest gig of your life and yet I’m getting a lot of negative energy from you.” She says, her voice acting like a siren luring him in and yet he continues to walk to the other way. “You might wanna fix that before the show.” She continues, almost at a whisper. Without warning, his trousers suddenly become two sizes too small. If she keeps acting like this, it’s going to be a very long day for him.

“Whatever you say, Princess.” He responds, clearing his throat to try and hide any arousal that the previous comment caused. Rolling her eyes in response, he can’t help but let the intrusive thoughts roll over his mind. The thought of him being the reason she’s rolling her eyes, but instead of it being out of frustration it’s when she’s lying naked underneath him. Now his trousers are three sizes too small. He watches as she struts away from him, going back into idle conversation with the rest of the boys.

He tries his hardest to ignore her the rest of the day, which is an impossible feat when she’s so unknowingly beautiful. Watching as she jumps around to The Bleachers, or whooping and cheering George on as he steps on as drummer for The Japanese House. She’s always there, just in the corner of his eyes. He knows he hasn’t had a great life, but this is a cruel act even for God.

Despite this, he manages to pull himself together by the time he needs to get on stage. Standing in the wings, silently hyping himself up, he’s joined by the rest of the band as well as the Lost Atlantis girls. They’re wrapped up in hugs, which he reciprocates for most members of the band. Before he knew it, she was standing in front of him like a sight out of a dream.

“Do me a favour and play Love Me?” She says, a smile on her face, the only smile he’ll get from her for a while. That damn smile.

“In your dreams, Princess.” He responds, knowing full well they were already planning on playing it early on in the set. The thought that maybe he’d get to see her enthusiastic reaction is the only reason he can justify his response.

He stands behind the door at the back of the stage, reveling in the cheers from fifty thousand fans standing in the field before him. The adrenaline is enough to forget everything around him, he’s no longer a love struck boy from Manchester, he’s a performer ready to put on one hell of a show for the fans who have traveled far and wide to see them.

The opening notes of The 1975 blares over the sound system, somehow still quieter than the screaming fans. He looks out, reveling in the moment of fifty thousand fans screaming along the lyrics he wrote. He also notices how she reacts to making eye contact with other members of the band. Throwing a heart up to Polly, blowing a kiss to George, and meeting his stare with a deadpan expression and quickly looking away.

The first three songs are over in a flash, and before he knows it it’s time to speak.

“Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to The 1975 At Their Very Best! Now normally, we don’t take requests this early on. Especially not from blonde bimbos who think crystals do shit. However this songs a banger and you all deserve it!”

He’s not sure why he says it, it just slips out. This whole hating thing is way too easy to fall into. It doesn’t make seeing the look on her face any easier. The way her smile drops at what she hears is heartbreaking, turning a moment of joy into something she’ll have nightmares about. He knows the bimbo label has tormented her on the internet over the years, but he guesses hearing it on stage come from someone she’s been a fan of for years affects her differently than when it’s coming from an anonymous journalist.

He manages to put this at the back of his mind as the show goes on. And he can’t deny, despite some hiccups the show goes amazingly. Bringing his dad out for All I Need To Hear cemented this show as one for the history books, getting deservedly emotional over how far they’ve come since they were 12 playing in his mum's garage. He occasionally looks to the side of the stage, hoping to catch her eye but it never happens, either catching her eye at the wrong moment or she’s refusing to look at him for the rest of the show.

Once the show’s over, they all head backstage for a post show party. He’s dragged around left, right, and center, forced to take part in some of the most mind numbing and repetitive conversations known to man. That is, until he’s saved by George and Charli. He’d much rather be a third wheel than have corporate conversations with sleazy businessmen trying to profit off his success.

He’s too distracted to take part in the conversation though, his eyes constantly finding the cheery, blonde figure in the room. Her smile emits a light source, drawing everyone towards her including Matty. His feelings are only heightened when Charli calls her over.

“Holy shit, come over here you sexy, blonde bitch!” Charli yells, grabbing her by the forearm and dragging her over to the group and pulling her into a hug. He forgot that they knew each other, making his situation ten times more awkward.

“Damn, I forgot you two know each other. Don’t know how, Charli constantly reminds me that she’d leave me for you in a heartbeat.” George chuckles, handing her a drink that he ,not so sneakily, puts extra alcohol in.

“I have that effect, the girlies love me.” She says, looking at Charli and winking at her. A soft groan escapes his lips that he manages to cover with a cough.

“Yeah, whatever you say.” He responds, taking a sip of his drink to calm him down. An awkward silence falls over the group, no one really sure what to say in response. Luckily, someone starts blaring Boom Clap over the speakers, causing an annoyed groan to come from Charli before she starts loudly exclaiming how the song was a quote unquote “mistake”.

He jumps at the opportunity when Hann asks if he’s coming out with the rest of them to a local bar. However, when they get there he notices one person is missing from the group.

“Hey, um where’s your little friend gone?” He says to the four remaining members of Lost Atlantis.

“She’s gone back to the hotel.” Maddi responds, clearly annoyed. “She claims she’s tired, but I think it has something to do with the fact an egotistical asshole called her a blonde bimbo on stage.” A look of regret floods his eyes, he knew it would affect her but he didn’t think it would be that bad.

“Look, I'm sorry but,” he starts talking but is quickly cut off.

“We don’t care about how sorry you are, Matty. We just wanna know why you did it? You’ve been an ass to her ever since the Wembley show. She’s been nothing but nice to you, and you’ve responded by being a childish dick head.” Ava snaps, giving him a glare that resembles daggers.

“You’re in a band as well, I’m sure you understand why we’re being so protective. But whenever she’s around you, she isn’t herself and we’re not losing her over some petty grudge you hold for god knows what reason.” Moon follows up, not giving Matty enough time to respond.

“Disrespectfully, but we’ve lost all respect for you after the bimbo incident, so fuck off and leave us alone for the rest of the night.” Maddie continues, walking off before he could say anything. He walks over to a booth in the corner of the bar, cradling his drink and thinking how he’s going to grovel at her feet the next time he sees her. This self pity spiral is quickly ruined when Sienna Turner walks over and sits down next to him.

“I know why you’re acting like this.” She says, giving him a sympathetic look. “I get it, I don’t agree with the way you’re doing it, but I get it.” The confusion is obvious on his face, unsure of what the hell she is on about. “You like her, trust me I totally understand. She’s a total smoke show, and I’m not just saying that because she’s my best mate. And I get that you probably have commitment issues, you’re not the first rock star I’ve met, but being a little bitch and calling her a bimbo on stage is not the way to cope with it. You’re just getting a one way ticket into us five shunning you, and that wouldn’t be fun for you because as long as Maddie and Ross are sleeping about you’re stuck with us.” She finishes, leaving the two of them in a comfortable silence.

“I’ve been hurt before.” He starts, unsure of why he’s spilling his secrets to who is essentially a stranger but he continues anyway. “And when I first saw that video of her, drunk and singing along to Robbers, I was smitten. But I never expected to meet her in real life, I mean you girls are stars and we’re just four men in our thirties. So when I did, I panicked. I mean, she’s somehow even more beautiful in real life than she is in that video.” He chuckles, taking a sip of his drink to collect his thoughts. “You know flight or fight? My response was to be a dick, and now I’ve pushed her away and she thinks I’m an asshole which I guess I am after what I said today. It’s probably for the best, your songs are amazing but those breakup songs are brutal. I think I’d have to go into hiding if one was written about me.” He laughs, making eye contact with Sienna for the first time since the conversation started.

“I’m going to give you some advice, and don’t take this as me liking you, I’m doing it for the beautiful woman who we need to be as mentally healthy as possible because she pays my rent. She’s been hurt by men before, and I’ve just sat back and let it happen but I’m not going to do that again. Despite everything that’s gone down in the last couple of months, I want to believe that you are a good person. However you need to prove that and apologise. I know it’s going to be awkward and uncomfortable, but you will do whatever it takes to make her forgive you. I don’t care if you have to get on your knees and beg, next time you see her you will be a groveling little bitch.” She says, with the most serious expression on her face. He knows she isn’t joking, those girls are protective over each other and will fight heaven and earth to make sure each other is safe.

“To being a groveling little bitch.” He says, holding up his drink for a cheers. Sienna clinks her glass with his, giving him a small yet comforting smile.

As harsh as it was, he needed that reality check. And not from someone who was close to him, but from a stranger who doesn’t care about his feelings. Sienna was right, he can’t keep hurting the people around him just because he has been hurt before.

He goes back to his apartment, ready to start planning the best apology ever given. But he doesn’t know where to start, considering he writes songs for a living he can’t seem to find the right words to explain how he’s feeling without exposing all of his feelings. He decides to give up, closing his laptop and falling into his bed. Letting sleep take over him as images of her flashes in his mind.

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benjaminxmikaelsonxx · 6 months ago

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As the vibrant streets of New Orleans hummed with the music of jazz bands and the aroma of freshly brewed coffee, Maddison found solace in a cozy corner of Jackson Square. With her sketchbook in one hand and a tattered notebook of poetry in the other, she felt the creative energy of the city seep into her soul. The swaying branches of ancient oak trees whispered inspiration to her as she delicately captured the essence of the bustling French Quarter in intricate sketches and heartfelt verses. Amidst the chaos of the city, Maddison's art and poetry became her sanctuary, a reflection of her innermost dreams and musings. Unbeknownst to her, another figure, a mysterious stranger with a curious glint in their eye, quietly sat next to her, attempting to subtly catch Maddison's attention with a hesitant cough. "Oh sorry did you want something?" she asked while closing her book and looked up to see who want her attention.

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steven1123x · 7 months ago

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Behind The Scenes - Chapter 3: Changes

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Rose was sitting on the couch with Steven watching SpongeBob Squarepants, and Greg was listening to the raido at the minibar.

“And we're back! make sure to dial our station’s number, so you and five other lucky people can see LINKIN PARK live in Madison Square Garden on July 1st and you will all have backstage passes to meet LINKIN PARK themselves!” Greg dialed the number as fast as he could and called him.

“Hey, your listening to ROCK 195.7 Deleware’s hottest station for all things Rock! what is your name, man?”

“Greg Universe.” The raido host did a double take, to make sure that he wasn’t hearing things. The fact that the male was talking to THE Mr. Universe.

“Well, Mr. Universe, you have won yourself and six other people to go see LINKIN PARK LIVE in Maddison Square Garden, congratulations!”

Greg jumped up and pumped his fist in the air. “YES!” Steven and Rose looked up from the TV and to the man. “Guys!” he said.

“What’s up, Greg?” Rose asked her husband, Greg grabbed her and kissed her cheek. “We are going to see LINKIN PARK!” Greg said, Steven jumped up and hugged his dad.

“No way! you won them?” Steven asked. Greg smiled and nodded, he was excited to take his wife and son to this concert.

“When is it?”

“On July first,” Greg said. Rose smiled and kissed her husband again. “I can’t wait!” her eyes had stars in them, Greg chuckled at his wife and smiled.

“Me too, mom! I hope we meet Chester Bennington.” Steven said.

“I think we are, Steven. These are backstage passes. All I have to do is email them our address.”

“Oh, for the passes?” Rose asked. Greg nodded and took his laptop that was on the couch, opened it, and emailed the station their address so he could get the backstage passes.

Steven was excited to go to New York, the only state he visited was California to see his mother’s team members or his grandparents from his mom’s or dad’s sides or all three. Rose was excited to see her favorite band play LIVE and with her husband. She fell in love with their music when they started dating.

Steven was also excited to see them. He grew up on the band and other bands too. Like Lifehouse, which is another one of their favorite bands. The song, You and Me was played on their wedding day. Steven looked at the picture of them on their day on the wall.

Greg had a suit and tie on, and Rose had a large white dress with a star where her navel was so her gem was showing. (like the dress she wore for the gem war) Greg was holding their son for the picture, their son was only a year old in the picture. Greg stared at the picture also, They were the perfect family.

Steven continued to watch SpongeBob, but Rose tapped him on the shoulder.

“Steven, we can invite your friends, Lucas, Lance, and Mikey.” Steven’s eyes lit up as he smiled widely. “Really? thanks, guys, you guys are awesome!” he said, hugging both of them. Greg put a hand on his hair, Rose kissed his cheek and they both smiled at their son.

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Steven was at an indoor basketball court with Lucas, Mikey, and Lance the next day, Steven was making some buckets while talking with them.

“So, your dad won backstage passes to see LINKIN PARK Live in Maddison Square Garden?” Lance asked. Steven smiles.

“Yeah! We’re going on July first! which is next week! then maybe we can see my mom’s teammates that live there.” Steven said, shooting the ball with all his power into the hoop and making it.

“Maybe that’ll be a cool idea,” Lance said.

“I heard stories about your mom’s teammates,” Lucas said, undoing his tied-up dreads and putting them back up into a ponytail.

“Yeah! they're awesome! there’s Garnet. She was the muscle, Pearl was like the strategist and the second in command of the group, and there’s Ameythest, she’s like the reinforcements. I think Pearl had a thing with my mom before meeting and marrying my dad. I don’t know, I want to ask her but, at the same time, I don’t” he said. The three boys look at Rose shooting around, Steven looks at her fly up and dunk it.

“Was she in the WNBA before meeting your dad?” Lance asked. Steven looked in confusion at his friends.

“No, just a commander for the rebellion,” Steven told them, as he passed the basketball to Lance, Lacne shot it into the basket.

“Oh, Steven,” Lucas said.

Steven looks and nods. “I hadn’t told you this or you guys but… My parents and I are moving to LA. My dad got a job offer at Cartoon Network’s studio.”

“Awesome!” Steven’s eyes lit up into the shapes of stars, But then, he became sad.

“Wait… This means that you’ll move forever and we won’t be able to see each other anymore…”

Rose turned her head and overheard the boys talking.

Rose then approached them talking, Rose touched Steven’s shoulder. The hybrid looked at his mom, then back at Lucas. Lucas was shocked about the news also. “When did he tell you?” Steven asked.

“Last night.” there was a pause. “You know how he was looking for a new job for a while now? Well, he found a job that pays great, and his parents live in LA, so, instead of seeing them twice a year, I can see them all the time now. We're moving in the middle of July.”

“Congrats, Lucas!” Rose said Steven put on a smile for a friend, but inside he was hurting. Steven wanted to do nothing but go and hide in his room. But, at the same time. Steven wants to make the last few days with his friends as memorable as possible.

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Steven was in his father’s van with his mother, Steven was going to a sleepover at Lucas’ house, he also brought his bathing suit, so he could go swimming, Steven was excited to sleep over at his house and have fun with his friends.

Steven saw two other cars lined up by the driveway, Rose parked her husband’s van, and Steven undid the seatbelt, grabbed his pink backpack, opened the door, and got out.

Rose killed the engine and walked with him to the door, Steven knocked on the door and Jasmine opened it. She was holding a cat, it has classic tabby traits with its prominent stripes and the recognizable 'M' marking on its forehead. Its eyes are alert and focused on the two people standing by the door, conveying a sense of curiosity or attentiveness. The cat was lying in Jasmine’s arms.

Steven gasped and his eyes lit up, stars in his pupils, Rose had the same expression on her face as well.

“Can I pet him?” Rose and Steven both said at the same time. Jamiene smiled and giggled.

“Come inside first.” Jasmine went inside the house with the cat. “What’s his or her name?” Rose asked.

“Oh, we named her Diamond,” she said.

“Aren’t you just the most precious cat I have ever seen in my life!” Rose said, petting her fur, her fingers went into it, leaving little marks where she petted her. Steven took his hand and petted the cat’s back as well. “She’s so soft!” he whispered, turning to his mother. Rose grinned and giggled at her son. He loved cats as much as she did.

“Alright, Steven. I’m going to go now, bye.” Rose said, kissing Steven’s cheek. Steven smiled, watched her leave, and looked around the room.

“Hey, Jasmine? where’s Lucas?”

“Oh, Lucas should be up in his room,” she said. Steven walked up the stairs and went to his room, Steven opened the door and saw Lucas drawing. “Hey, Lucas,” Steven said.

Lucas turned his head and put his pencil down, he stood up and hugged Steven, and Steven smiled.

“Lucas, did you get a cat?”

“I did, we adopted her today.” he smiled, and Steven nodded. “I want a cat. And I think my mom wants one too, we are huge cat people.”

“What about your dad?” Lucas asked.

“He is too, we're thinking about adopting.”

“You should, this cat changed my life.” Lucas smiled as his cat entered the room and jumped on his bed. Steven climbed on the bed and stared at his cat.

“She is adorable,” he said, smiling. Lucas went to his closet and grabbed his bathing suit.

“I’m going to change,” Lucas said, going to the bathroom, Steven went to use the guest bathroom to change also, he took off his clothes and changed, He looked at his gem and thought to himself. I wonder when will I grow… I’m sick of being so small all the time.

Steven walked out of the guest bathroom and walked back to Lucas’ room, he dug into his backpack, which was on the hardwood floor, and found a bottle of sunscreen that his mom had packed him. She also packed him extra clothes and underpants.

He jumped into the pool as Drake was playing on the stereo system in the house that was connected to the speakers. Jasmine bought a Drake CD called ’So Far Gone' a few weeks ago, and she and her husband listen to him in the car.

“Lucas! let’s race!”

Both Steven and Lucas went to the edge of the pool Steven put his feet on the wall and Lucas counted down.

“Five…Four…Three…Two…One…GO!” Steven and Lucas both swam to the edge, and Lucas won. He surfaced and looked for Steven but didn’t find him.

“Steven!” He said, looking around. “Steven!” he said panicking this time, dunking his head back under the water, Steven was not moving, he was lying there motionless under the water, Lucas resurfaced and took a deep breath, he swam towards him and grabbed him, Lucas kicked his legs and walked up the steps, out of the pool and set him on the tile flooring.

“Steven!” Lucas shook his shoulder but nothing was happening. “MOMMA!” Lucas calls out to Jasmine, Jasmine opens the door, she has a kitchen towel in her hands. “I’m making you guys some - OH MY, STEVEN!”Jasmine rushed over. Lucas looked like he was about to burst into tears.

“How did this happen?”Jasmine asked her son.

“We were racing, and then Steven drowned!”

Thankfully, Jasmine was an EMT, so she knew what to do. She put her hands on his chest, her left one horizontally and her right one vertically, and she started chest compressions. Lucas watched his mom, for what felt like forever. Then, Steven’s eyes shot open, and he sat up and started coughing violently Jasmine rubbed his back as his coughing died down. Steven looks at her and hugs her. “Thanks, Jasmine.” The hybrid said. Jasmine smiles and nods.

Steven and Lucas were at the table, eating fried chicken that she made herself, SpongeBob was playing on Nickelodeon.

“I wonder how SpongeBob likes working for Nickelodeon,” Lucas said, dipping his tender into a cup of ranch dressing.

“I think he loves it, like look how happy he is when he’s working on the show,” Jasmine said, getting into the conversation that the boys were having too.

“I think that he does,” Lucas said.

“Hey, Jasmine. Can I have more water?” Steven asked. Jasmine nodded and she grabbed his glass and filled it with water from the water dispenser. She placed it near Steven. Steven smiles and continues watching the show.

“Woah! This is your game room?” Steven asked, looking around. The room was covered in hardwood floors as well as the rest of the house, Arcde machines were lined up on the walls such as Super Mario, Pac Man, and others, Steven saw a pool and foosball table in the middle of the room, A PlayStation 3 was sitting on the TV with a big screen TV sitting on the floor. A black couch was facing it, Steven looked at the games. He saw that they had Call Of Duty World At War, Sonic The Hedgehog 2006, Sonic’s Ultimate Genesis Collection, and others. Steven pulled out the game that he wanted to play ejected the disc that was inside and put the one that he wanted to play inside.

Lucas switched it to the right input and they played.

Lucas and Steven went to bed in Lucas’ room, Diamond was lying in between both human and hybrid. Steven closed his eyes and went to sleep.

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A\N: Hello guys! here is Chapter Three of this story, I hope you guys are enjoying this so far, I love it, and making it is one of the things that doesn’t drive me up a wall. (if you know what I mean) So.. I hope you guys are enjoying this story so far. And I’ll see you in the next chapter!

#steven universe #comment #like #repost #rose quartz #greg universe #steven quartz universe #steven universe actors au #near death experience #scary #drowning #review every single chapter #gregrose

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daggerzine · 11 months ago

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Mudride (296 pages, by Steve Turner and Adam Tepedelen, Chronicle Prism Books)

Subtitled: A messy trip through the grunge explosion. Indeed.

I was very excited to read this once I’d heard about it. Steve Turner, as most of you probably know, is one of the founding members of Seattle’s Mudhoney and also played in bands before that with pal (and Mudhoney vocalist) Mark Arm like Green River and Mr. Epp & the Calculations (among others). The music bug caught him pretty early on but more through friends than family.

Turner was there from the beginning growing up on sleepy Mercer Island, WA outside of Seattle in a fairly conservative family. He had fallen in with some local skaters and from there was introduced to the sounds of punk rock and it all took off from there (He was also a very talented BMX rider as well).

In the book Turner goes into Seattle being a once very small scene that many touring bands would bypass. That all changed and eventually a healthy little scene began to form as Turner goes into great detail about seeing friends bands form and being (mostly) very supportive of each other). He also mentions how he saw how difficult fame was for his friends (in Nirvana, Pearl Jam, Soundgarden, etc.) and Turner seemed/seems genuinely happy at Mudhoney’s lot in life with their modicum of success (hey, he got a tour of the White House once!).

He goes into what it was like recording the Mudhoney albums (along with drummer Dan Peters and bassist Matt Lukin, who was later replaced by Guy Maddison) and the various tours throughout the world that took the bands to points just about everywhere. Along the way, Turner started his own label, got married, became a dad, and even left Seattle for Portland (in 2007).

It’s all told in a real off the cuff style which made Mudride a quick and very enjoyable read. Highly recommended!

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dilf-superiority · 2 years ago

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A/N: Hello everybody!! I’m back with another fanfic but this time I’m hopefully back for good. I’m planning on writing multiple stories and maybe even a book!! If you have any ideas please just comment or DM me and I can try to write something for you. Anyways, enjoy the read!

Other Uses

Spencer Charnas x reader

Maddison Square Garden. This was it, one of the biggest shows of your career. It was amazing to have accomplished this especially with a less popular band like INK. It was only 10 am when you guys arrived at the venue and finished unpacking your equipment for the set later tonight. Luckily all that you had to unpack was the 2 guitars and multiple accessories, which compared to others was very little. The boys apparently had a whole day planned out before sound check and the performance which wasn’t until 5:15. After unloading everything into the venue, grabbing you by the arm Ricky dragged you outside, where the smell of weed and piss came flying at you. Wrinkling your nose you felt another arm fly around your shoulder. Turning and looking you saw your idiot of a brother patrick with a shit eating grin on his face. Rolling your eyes at him, you took a look at the group who had all come out to join you guys in your city adventure. Shevy, Pat, Joe, Ricky, Chris, Andy,…..

”Hey wait a minute, where’s Spen-“ you were cut off by a pair of arms lifting you off the ground and throwing you over a shoulder. “I think I found him” you said tapping your boyfriends back as a signal for him to put you down. Giving him a peck on the cheek and slipping your hand into his you turned to admire him. He was everything you wanted in a partner. He was kind, respectful, thoughtful, caring, considerate and of course super attractive. He supported you through every choice you made and you didn’t think there was anyone else out there like him.

“Take a picture it’ll last longer” Spencer’s voice snapped you out of your thoughts. Snickering could be heard from behind you, presumably from Pat and Ricky. Shooting a look over your shoulder, they immediately shut up and looked away. You loved them both dearly but when it came to you and Spencer’s relationship they turned into middle school girls with the ooo-ing and ahh-ing and giggling. Being the extrovert he is, Ricky had a whole day planned out for you guys; going to Central Park and 30 rock, getting a nice lunch downtown, and much more.

****timeskip****

It was around 3:00 and lunch was finishing up. The check had been payed and you were all talking while waiting for Pat to finish his meal. “Pat I love you but if you don’t eat faster I’m going to shove that food down your throat.” Everyone laughed at your comment and how Pat immediately sped up his eating. Spencer reached under the table and put his hand on your thigh, giving it a little squeeze to get your attention. Turning to you shot him a look of question, in which response to he shook his head.

“I’m gonna run to the bathroom quickly, Pat you better be done with that burger by the time I get back.” Getting up to let him out, he gave a light slap to your ass and you glared in response. He put his hands up in surrender and walked away. You sat back down and continued your conversations. Feeling your phone buzz from your back pocket, you took it out to check it and saw a text from Spencer.

After lunch how about we head

back to the venue?

He was more on the introverted side, so this day had already taken a toll on him. Hearting the message you put your phone down and waited for him. By the time he got back Pat had finished his food and everybody was ready to leave. “Hey I think me and Spencer are gonna head back to MSG, we wanna take a quick Power Nap before the show” you told the rest of the group and they all acknowledged your parting ways(not without comments from Pat and Ricky) and continued with their day. Spencer took you hand in his, and you strolled back to MSG leaning your head on his shoulder. It was a about a 15 minute walk until you reached your destination. The both of you headed backstage to his dressing room where you agreed that it was nap time. Spencer plopped down on the couch, scooting back until there was enough room in-front of him for you to lay down. Instead you laid your body on-top of his, causing him to groan but still wrap his arms around you. Placing your head on his chest, it was only a few seconds until you dozed off to his heartbeat. He followed a few minutes after.

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The sound of snickering and hushed whispers caused you to slowly wake up. Opening your eyes you saw Joe and Ricky standing above you and Spencer with their phones out, presumably taking photos and videos to mock you guys with. “You have about 5 seconds to get your asses out of here before I beat them.” That got no reaction out of them so you started to count down. “5……4…….3…..2..” They realized that you were serious when you got to 2 and hurried out of the room. Their shenanigans had caused Spencer to stir. “Spence get up it’s time for sound check” Whispering to him and lightly shaking him to get up. After he gave you a response you stood up and stretched. “I’m gonna go set up my guitar I’ll meet you out there” Looking back over at his, you see he had rolled back over and went back to sleep. Rolling your eyes you threw a hoodie on and headed out the door. On your way out you snatched 2 water bottles, one for you to drink and the other to throw at Spence. Hitting him squarely on the ass you celebrated and headed to the stage. Ricky and Joe were outside looking at their phones. Walking by you snatched joes phone out of his hand and looked at the photos of you and Spencer cuddling. They were very sweet but knowing those idiots they would use it to taunt you on social media. “I swear if you post these anywhere Joe.” Sending the photos to yourself, you placed the phone back in joes hand and kept walking.

Reaching the stage you were handed your guitar from off stage. It was one of your favorite items in your collection for many reasons. The main body was pitch black and Stratocaster-shaped with blood splatter and the bands logo covering the surface. The fun part was the head of the instrument. It was a custom designed piece specifically for you and it was hand made by a fan. They had hand carved it into the shape of a knife, heavily inspired by the shower scene as said in the letter you received with it. Plugging in the amp cord and slinging the strap over your shoulder, you tuned your guitar and waited for Spencer to come out to stage. Grabbing a pick you started to warm up your hands by playing some scales and solos that would be featured in your show later. Switching into cords, you started to sing along to The Shower Scene which involved you to scream a bit for background vocals. However you were soon reminded by Ricky not to push it too hard as you didn’t want to hurt your throat before the big show. “Hey! Watch the intensity on those vocals , we don’t want you hurting your throat before tonight!” Suddenly a hand was placed on your shoulder from behind you. Turning your eyes met Spencer’s who had finally decided to join you guys. “Ricky’s right, be careful we don’t need you wrecking your throat. That’s what I’m for” Everybody was in shock with what Spencer said. Blood rushed to your face at his last sentence and you slowly turned around to look at everyone else. Spencer walked past you up to the microphone stand and he signaled that he was ready. You all took up your positions on the stage and waited for Pat to give the starting signal.

“Great job everyone, everything seems to be in order for tonight’s show!” With that the band put their stuff away and headed back to the dressing rooms. Everybody decided to crash in Spencer’s room while BVB and MIW did their sound checks. Grabbing the acoustic guitar from its stand, you plopped down on the couch and started strumming the intro to Jason’s mom. Pat caught on and started drumming along on the table. Soon you had a sing along going with the band and it was amazing. It was times like these that you cherished and loved. It was amazing how close a bunch of random strangers could turn into family thanks to music. After the song ended it was time to start getting ready for the performance. Everybody went to their respective dressing rooms but you stayed in Spencer’s. Shevy had already put your clothes in his room as it was routine for you guys to get dressed together. Being near him always just made you feel better, especially when you were getting dressed and dysphoria had the chance to strike. He had already peeled off his hoodie and shirt leaving him in just his pants and shoes. Seeing his bare torso was a sight you would never forget. He threw on his dress shirt and you turned around while he changed his pants. It’s not like you handing seen him naked before, it was more out of respect.

Slipping your hoodie and shirt off of your body you stared at yourself in the mirror. You could see the faint marks that resulted of the last time you and Spencer had the tour bus alone, making you smile. Covering them up with a tiny bit of makeup, you slipped into your dress shirt and changed your pants. Just then you remembered what Spencer has said earlier on the stage, and it gave you an idea. “Hey Spence, what we’re done of the other uses you said you had for my throat?” You had asked it so casually that it made Spencer let out a cough. He turned and looked at you, straightening his bow tie.

“As much as I would love to show you, we have to be onstage in 5 minutes. That will have to be an after show activity.” Jokingly you poured at him and walked over to the coffee table. Grabbing your in-ear and picks, you walked and waited in the door frame for Spencer to finish getting ready. Meeting you at the door, he kissed your cheek. “Ready handsome?” He asked you and started to leave the room. Grabbing him by his wrist you pulled him back to you and put your lips against his. He tasted like menthol cigarettes and the mint gum he was chewing earlier but most importantly, he tasted like Spencer. Pulling away you responded to his question. “You know it, popstar.” He rolled his eyes at the nickname, preferring to be referred to as a rockstar. Grabbing his hand you pulled him towards the stage. You were met by the rest of the band at the stage and did your little pre show rituals before walking on and giving MSG an amazing show.

#spencer charnas #ice nine kills #Spencer Charnas x reader #smut #Spencer Charnas smut #INK #this man has me in a chokehold

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randomestfandoms-ocs · 1 year ago

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Gilmore Girls OC Masterlist ( D-K )

( A-C ) ( L-Z )

Name: Daniella Gilmore-Danes

Story: Home Again

Face claim: Lucy Hale

Love Interest: Logan Huntzberger

Name: Devorah Barans

Story: The Road Not Taken

Face claim: Gideon Adlon

Name: Eleanor Doose

Story: Last Summer

Face claim: Bethany Joy Lenz

Love Interest: past Jess Mariano; endgame TBD

Born and raised in Brooklyn, Eleanor Doose was a city girl through and through. She thrived in the fast pace of the city, in the freedom of being able to go anywhere at all, any time she wanted. There was always something to do, and Eleanor was going to do it all. She had never been one to slow down, determined that if she just kept going, kept moving, she could stay one step ahead of her problems. But she couldn’t outrun them forever, and when they finally did catch up to her, it was as explosive as any collision could be. Suddenly, Eleanor found her entire life packed into two suitcases and pushed onto a bus — for her own good, everyone said. But there was nothing good about being sent to Stars Hollow, the entire town smaller than the neighbourhood she’d grown up in. Eleanor Doose was a city girl, a small town in the middle of nowhere had nothing to offer her. Nothing, that is, until another bus pulled into town, bringing a small piece of New York to her in the form of her ex boyfriend.

Name: Eliya Rygalski

Story: Faking Glory

Face claim: Odeya Rush

Name: Elle Hearst

Story: Untitled

Face claim: Danielle Campbell

Love Interest: Logan & Finn

Name: Emmeline Forbes

Story: (We’ll Never Be) Royals

Face claim: Maddison Brown

Love Interest: Logan and/or Finn

Name: Esme Gerard

Story: You’re In The Band

Face claim: Jadah Marie

Love Interest: Livi Ruiz

Name: Evan Mariano

Story: Story Of A Girl

Face claim: Maia Mitchell

Did Evan Mariano hate living with her mother? Yes. Did she desperately want to get away from Liz’s various boyfriends? Definitely. Did she want to be shipped off to an uncle she barely knew because her mom took her boyfriend’s side over her children’s? Not particularly. But if Stars Hollow was her escape then she would absolutely take it — if only the entire town weren’t trying to get Luke to send them back to hell.

Name: Freya Morgan

Story: New Romantics

Face claim: Adelaide Kane

Name: Gabi Mariano

Story: Wish I Were Here

Face claim: Sofia Black D’Elia

When Jimmy and Brook Mariano divorced, Gabi didn’t handle it well. Acting out, getting into trouble, she tried doing whatever it took to get her parents to pay attention to her instead of constantly fighting. Then, once the divorce was finalized and Jimmy left, Brooke decided she didn’t want to look after the child she never wanted and sent her to the other side of the country to live with an uncle she barely knew. But Stars Hollow was fine. Really. Okay, it was a bit too nosy, a bit too eager to gossip about the new girl, but it was fine. And Gabi was fine, too. Broken, alone, but fine. She felt trapped, unable to breath, no less explain how much it hurt to be tossed aside like yesterdays garbage by the only family she knew, but she was fine. It was fine. And she was fine for an entire year; until Luke’s nephew comes to town. A troubled kid, abandoned by his father, tossed aside by his mother, sent to live with his uncle, he sounded more like Gabi than anyone else in Stars Hollow. And then she meets him. Jess Mariano. Her brother — wait, her what?

Name: Gen Saylor

Story: My Way / Piece By Piece

Face claim: Haley Lu Richardson

Name: Harry Bechtel

Story: Delicate

Face claim: Nicholas Galitzine

Love Interest: Troy Donahue-Callisto & @the-witching-ash's Richie Gilmore in Delicate)

Troy Donahue-Calliso had a plan. A good plan, at that. A plan that involved graduating from Chilton at the top of his class, then going to Yale to study political science and international affairs, then going to Yale law, then becoming a lawyer, then senator, and then the youngest President in history. He liked his plan, it was a good plan. It left room for the occasional stress relieving hookups with his friends, it accounted for the disdain that he would forever face in Hartford – for his sexuality, for the colour of his skin, for his parents’ divorce, for his father not being from Hartford. It was the perfect, foolproof plan. He never planned for the Gilmores.

Name: Harry Bechtel

Story: New Romantics / Coming Of Age

Face claim: Nicholas Galitzine

Love Interest: Troy Donahue-Callisto

Name: Holland Bass

Story: Breakaway

Face claim: Meg Donnelly

Love Interest: Jess Mariano

Holland Bass had never been good at staying in one place. She’d spent her life travelling with her grandmother, being homeschooled and seeing the world. But in her junior year of high school, her grandma gets it into her head that Holland needs permanence; that she needs normal and consistent socialization; that she needs to finish her last two years of high school in one place. Unfortunately, rather than getting to stay in a foreign city, in any of the hundreds of places that offer stability but would still be exciting, Holland finds herself in Stars Hollow, moving into her grandma’s inn. She loved the town, loved her godfather and all the whacky events, but she knew that it would never be enough to satisfy her need for adventure. Until she meets Luke’s nephew, the only person in town as restless and stir-crazy as her.

Name: Hyacinth Nelson

Story: Windward Circle

Face claim: Peyton List

Name: Ilsa Gilmore-Danes

Story: Of Love And Longing

Face claim: Liana Liberato

Ilsa Gilmore-Danes was pretty happy with the way her life was turning out. She lived with her mom and older sister, spent most of her free time and half of her nights at her dad’s, and had turned out pretty well adjusted, all things considered. But when she turns fourteen, everything changes. First, Rory gets into private school and Ilsa finds herself facing school without her big sister by her side. Then, Rory’s dad comes back into the picture, as eager as ever to shove Ilsa out of the picture while he plays happy family. Soon after, her dad’s great heartbreak roles into town, whose sudden departure had been the first heartbreak of Ilsa's young life. And if that weren’t all stressful enough, she now has to spend every Friday of the foreseeable future having dinner with her grandparents, who’ve made no secret of the fact that they think Ilsa’s existence ruined their dreams of the perfect family.

Name: Jacqueline Grant

Story: Drops Of Jupiter

Face claim: Amanda Seyfried

Love Interest: Jess Mariano

Name: Jamey Belleville

Story: Hey December

Face claim: Joshua Bassett

Love Interest: Lorrie Gilmore-Danes

Name: Jane Forester

Story: Long Time Coming

Face claim: Katie Douglas

Love Interest: Lindsay Lister; Lindsay Lister & Jess Mariano

Name: Jeremy Skinner

Story: The Road Not Taken

Face claim: Sean Berdy

Name: Jocelyn Gilmore

Story: Untitled

Face claim: Liz Gillies

Name: Julia Gleeson

Story: Untitled

Face claim: Katie Holmes

Love Interest: Jess Mariano

Name: Kaito Lauder

Story: Loveless Generation

Face claim: Evan Mock

Love Interest: Blythe Langford & Charles Gilmore

Name: Kaylee Hayden

Story: Ego Crush

Face claim: Josephine Langford

Love Interest: Jess Mariano; Logan Huntzberger

Kaylee hadn’t meant to get expelled, okay? It wasn’t her fault that the fireworks somehow went off early, and really, if the small scars near her eye were anything to go by, she already more than paid for the stained glass windows they destroyed. But no, apparently even the Hayden princess and Huntzberger heir weren’t above the rules this time, and Kaylee finds herself stuck back in America with her father. An unfortunate situation, but she’s confident that in a couple of weeks she’ll be off to the next boarding school and won’t have to see him again until summer. Instead, she finds herself stuck on a motorcycle trip to fucking Connecticut – where, apparently, he has a whole other family. A whole other daughter, to be specific, one who was still in the womb when Kaylee herself was conceived. And as if that weren’t enough, Connecticut also has her grandparents. The worst people she’s ever met, hands down, and the only people capable of convincing Christopher that it’s in his best interest to cut his losses and abandon his no-longer-only daughter on the doorstep of the mother she’d never met.

Name: Kirsty Gilmore

Story: Delicate

Face claim: Zoey Deutch

Love Interest: Tristan Dugray & Logan Huntzberger or Jess Mariano

Name: Kirsty Gilmore

Story: My Way

Face claim: Zoey Deutch

Love Interest: Tristan Dugray; eventual Tristan Dugray & Logan Huntzberger

Kirsty Gilmore loved her family, she loved her town, and she loved her life. Really, she wouldn’t change a thing. But when she suddenly finds herself transferring to Chilton with her sister, change becomes inevitable. And with a new school, new friends, and a new world to explore, Kirsty finds herself wondering if she might want to be more than just a Gilmore Girl.

Kirsty AU Masterlist

Name: Kirsty Gilmore

Story: Piece By Piece

Face claim: Zoey Deutch

Love Interest: Jess Mariano

When Tristan was sent to military school, he made Kirsty promise that she would move on, that she would think about her own happiness for once. And she had tried. Over the next few months, she’d found herself growing closer and closer to Jess, until the accident. His sudden departure brought an abrupt end to whatever could have been growing between them. Even after her blowout fight with Lorelai, she’d hoped that a summer on Broadway would be exactly what she needed to keep her promise, to clear her head and hit reset, but it was proving to be just the opposite. Exhausted, lonely, and ready to pack up and give in, Kirsty is quickly losing faith in New York. That is, until something — fate, a panic attack, a thunderstorm, a lack of any clean clothes, take your pick — led her into a small diner and Jess Mariano’s arms.

#randomestfandoms construction #gilmore girls oc #masterlist #ocappreciation #gilmoregirlsocs

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alchemisoul · 2 years ago

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"Andy and I met as schoolboys in 1975. We were best friends, going everywhere together. When we were fifteen I moved into his house with him and his three brothers and I soon came to realise that my mate was one of those rare people that absolutely no one doesn’t like.

Andy and I spent all our time studying music, having fun, and working on becoming the best musicians we could possibly be. Back then Andy was a guitar player and a good one at that, but it was when he picked up the bass that he would find his true calling and his singular talent would flourish.

Throughout our teens we played in various bands around South Manchester before making our reputations with The Smiths from 1982 to 1987, and it was on those Smiths records that Andy reinvented what it is to be a bass guitar player.

I was present at every one of Andy’s bass takes on every Smiths session. Sometimes I was there as the producer and sometimes just as his proud mate and cheerleader. Watching him play those dazzling baselines was an absolute privilege and genuinely something to behold. But one time which always comes to mind was when I sat next to him at the mixing desk watching him play his bass on the song The Queen Is Dead. It was so impressive that I said to myself ‘I’ll never forget this moment.’

We maintained our friendship over the years, no matter where we were or what was happening and it is a matter of personal pride as well as sadness that the last time Andy played on stage was with me and my band at Maddison Square Garden in September 2022.

It was a special moment that we shared with my family and his wife and soul mate Francesca. Andy will always be remembered, as a kind and beautiful soul by everyone who knew him, and as a supremely gifted musician by people who love music.

Well done Andy. We’ll miss you brother."

- Johnny Marr

(Images: Andy Rourke and Johnny Marr by Paul Slattery, Andy Rourke as seen in the sleeve of “Hatful of Hollow”, Johnny Marr and Andy Rourke by Dana (distortion) Yavin)

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Stunning Styles of Lab-Grown Diamond Engagement Rings to Love

In the ever-evolving world of jewellery, lab diamond engagement rings have emerged as a popular choice for couples looking for elegance, sustainability, and affordability. As more people embrace this modern alternative to mined diamonds, the selection of designs has expanded, showcasing styles that cater to every taste. Whether you are drawn to timeless classics or cutting-edge designs, there’s a piece to capture your heart. Many turn to trusted sources like Hatton Garden jewellers online, known for their exquisite craftsmanship and unparalleled range, to find their dream ring.

What Makes Lab-Grown Diamonds Special?

Lab-grown diamonds are chemically, physically, and visually identical to mined diamonds. Created in controlled environments using advanced technology, they are free from the ethical and environmental concerns often associated with traditional mining. Their appeal lies not just in their origin but also in their ability to offer exceptional quality at a fraction of the cost of mined diamonds.

With a rising demand for sustainable and luxurious jewellery, lab diamond engagement rings have become a go-to choice for couples seeking meaningful and eco-friendly symbols of love. The UK jewellery scene, particularly through Hatton Garden jewellers online, is at the forefront of offering these dazzling pieces, combining ethical sourcing with high fashion.

Regal Styles for the Modern Bride

If you’re looking for a ring that exudes timeless elegance, Regal styles of diamond engagement rings are a perfect fit. Characterised by intricate designs, larger centre stones, and vintage-inspired details, these rings capture the essence of royalty while embracing modern sensibilities.

One of the standout features of Regal designs is their ability to blend opulence with wearability. From halo settings that amplify the sparkle to bold solitaires with intricate bands, these styles cater to brides who want a statement piece that remains eternally chic.

In the UK, Hatton Garden jewellers online provide a plethora of options in this category. Their Regal collection features some of the most sophisticated and luxurious designs, crafted with precision to meet the highest standards of quality. These rings are perfect for those who wish to make an unforgettable impression.

Latest Jewellery Trends in the UK

The UK is renowned for its dynamic and innovative jewellery scene, with new trends emerging each season. Among these, lab diamond engagement rings have taken centre stage, reflecting the modern consumer’s demand for style, sustainability, and value.

In 2024, trends in engagement rings focus on personalisation and unique aesthetics. From asymmetrical designs to coloured accents, the latest jewellery in the UK highlights individuality and bold creativity. Customisable options, such as engraved bands and unique stone cuts, allow couples to craft rings that truly reflect their love story.

Hatton Garden jewellers online are leading the way in showcasing these contemporary designs. Their collections seamlessly merge traditional craftsmanship with cutting-edge trends, offering rings that are as unique as the people wearing them.

Maddison Engagement Ring

Presenting the unique Maddison Engagement Ring, a masterpiece adorned with 3-row side stones intricately set along the band. This exquisite piece showcases a distinctive hidden halo meticulously placed on the bar between the claws, all crafted with precision in our Hatton Garden workshop.

Madeline Engagement Ring

Introducing the Madeline Engagement Ring, a symbol of refined elegance and timeless beauty. This classic solitaire design directs all attention to the captivating centre diamond, allowing its brilliance to take centre stage, with each element meticulously crafted to perfection in our Hatton Garden workshop.

Why Choose Lab Diamond Engagement Rings?

Choosing lab diamond engagement rings is a decision rooted in both practicality and passion. These diamonds are not only more affordable but also come without the environmental impact of mining. Despite their lower price point, they boast exceptional quality and brilliance, making them a perfect choice for modern couples.

For those purchasing jewellery in the UK, Hatton Garden jewellers online offer an unmatched selection of lab diamond engagement rings. Their range caters to various preferences, from minimalistic designs to elaborate settings, ensuring every customer finds their perfect piece.

Many brides and grooms-to-be are drawn to the Regal styles within this category, which offer a touch of luxury and sophistication. Whether it’s a vintage-inspired design or a sleek, contemporary ring, the options are endless, and the craftsmanship is unparalleled.

FAQs

Are lab-grown diamonds as durable as mined diamonds?

Yes, lab-grown diamonds have the same physical properties as mined diamonds, making them equally durable and ideal for daily wear.

Where can I find the best lab diamond engagement rings in the UK?

For a wide selection and impeccable quality, Hatton Garden jewellers online is a trusted destination. They offer a variety of styles to suit every preference and budget.

What makes Regal designs so special?

Regal styles are distinguished by their intricate craftsmanship, luxurious detailing, and timeless appeal. These rings often feature elaborate settings and larger stones, perfect for those who want a statement piece.

How do lab diamond engagement rings align with sustainable practices?

Lab-grown diamonds are created in a controlled environment, eliminating the need for mining and reducing the associated environmental and ethical concerns.

Are lab diamonds considered “real” diamonds?

Absolutely. Lab-grown diamonds are chemically and physically identical to mined diamonds, offering the same sparkle and beauty.

Timeless Appeal of Hatton Garden Jewellers Online

One of the most trusted names in the jewellery industry, Hatton Garden jewellers online, has built a reputation for delivering exquisite pieces that blend tradition with innovation. Their selection of lab diamond engagement rings showcases the finest craftsmanship and latest styles in the UK.

From classic solitaires to bold, Regal designs, they offer rings that cater to every taste. Customers can explore their collections online, enjoying the convenience of browsing from home while benefiting from expert guidance and bespoke options.

Their commitment to quality and sustainability ensures that each piece not only looks stunning but also aligns with modern values. Whether you’re shopping for the latest trends or timeless classics, Hatton Garden jewellers online remains a top choice for engagement rings in the UK.

A Reflection of Love and Style

Investing in lab diamond engagement rings is more than just a purchase; it’s a declaration of love and commitment. With their unmatched brilliance, ethical origins, and affordability, these rings represent the perfect fusion of tradition and innovation.

For those seeking Regal styles or exploring the latest jewellery in the UK, trusted jewellers like Hatton Garden jewellers online offer a treasure trove of options. As the jewellery world continues to embrace sustainability and individuality, lab-grown diamonds remain at the forefront, ensuring that every love story is celebrated with a piece as unique and radiant as the couple themselves.

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