#me when the well known band is well known😨

[cordspaghetti]

seeing the when we were young fest IG page post clips from like project revolution prison intro and the burning angel porn site dvd interview is kind of a mindfuck 2 me bc that’s deeper cuts than i would expect but also the captions are still about mcr being hashtag relatable & have the word ‘rizz’ in them

[ducknotinarow]

[Bailey Richard] 😨 >:)

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Sat at his desk, focused on something on the screen of his laptop when taking notice of the time now. As he closed the lid and pushed back from his chair, 

“I’m surpised you hadn’t interrupted me sooner Bails-” Words trailing off when he went to look at the couch he kept in his office to turn attention to the rooster. The couch wasn’t there though, replaced with some cabinets to hold paper work and a book case. Just to fill in the empty place when he got rid of the couch. 

“ Didn’t I have a couch there?” Richard said to himself, memories seeming foggy as he rubbed at his head. Why couldn’t he recall what happened to that. Wondering if there ever was a couch there in the first place. Why wasn’t Bailey here either that was who he was talking to wasn’t it. He felt his head throb a bit as he leaned back in his chair looking down to the chain around his next, it was the home of his brothers class ring. How he kept them close to himself.

The was a sudden ‘clank’ and he did a double take, there was another band there. More decorated, the band curled and wrapped around, the ends adorned with two stones one blue and one- pink. Richard jumped from his chair knocking it over to the ground from the sudden motion. Stumbling till his back hit the wall behind him as he grabbed at his chest, he couldn’t breath no matter how hard he tried to suck in the air it wasn’t enough.

He didn’t understand why was that there? why would he need that ring to sit around his neck. Leaning back against the wall as he ran his hand back through his hair just trying to relax and clam down. The room started to shift and change though. He could hear a voice speak up suddenly, a small voice full of confusion and hurt asking ‘why did you move all your stuff out.’ The couch returned to its original place and soon Bailey was sat there, the sight was enough to get Richard to clam down. “Bails” He breathed out relieved.

Bailey didn’t look his way though, no they were sat on the couch hands folded in their lap...crying. Not tears where they weren’t getting their way though, small sniffles as they kept their gaze down to their hand. Bailey was holding something, Richard step closer to see wanting to know what was wrong. About to ask when he was stopped, Bailey looking up finally still not look the eagles way though. As they held the ring to their chest hold growing tighter around whatever it was. Their makeup was running but had dried against their feathers, black stained tear steaks, had cried to a point tears stopped but their eyes still hold the shine from the tears. 

“Bailey whats wrong?” Richard asked as he reached out wanting to comfort them. 

“I’m being serious, now stop with those tears it’s pathetic”

Richard paused, that was his voice? but the way he spoke and sounded didn’t seem right it was more like he was hearing his father with how even and cold he was, or his mother with how callous the words came out. Eyes back to Bailey who weeped a bit more saying they didn’t understand. That made two of them Richard didn’t understand what was going on either. Bailey continued on stating how could they not love him anymore, when did they just fall out of love suddenly. There was no answer though Bailey softly called out to him calling him ‘Richy”

A loud uncaring sigh cut them off, “And stop with that stupid name, just as bad as the rest of what you call me. I told you I am done. Look we had our fun but you should have always known this was just temporary a way to kill some time. Well I don’t have that time anymore so just be gracious and leave in the least. For heavens sake you’re grown man have some pride in the least.”

Richard just blinked as he watch, himself stand in front of the crying rooster. How could he say such things to them? He moved to their side “Bailey that’s not true I-” he tried to speak to them but his words were unheard. 

Bailey lifting an arm to wipe his sleeve over his face, just smeared their makeup more when they did. Richard tried to reach over to clean it up but the rooster stood up before he could. Looking like they had a lot to say but nothing was coming out, instead they pushed something to Richard’s chest and took off. The eagle didn’t even bother to look as they left, or grab what they handed over to them. Just fixed up their shirt, now that was over with he walked over to his desk. Richard sat on the couch more confused then ever, looking to the floor seeing what Bailey was holding the whole time. It was Richard’s wedding band, reaching out he grabbed for it. 

Richard took it off, left it behind for Bailey to find. No words just for them to wake up to see his ring left behind. He gritted his teeth and got up moving to the desk, likely this Richard wouldn’t hear him just like Bailey couldn’t.

“How can you just let him walk out! How can you just talk to him like that!”

“Why dose it matter?” 

Richard just blinked as he looked down to himself, “He’s getting in the way, this is all that matters.”

“What!? I don’t see him like that I lov-”

A laugh interrupted him “What love him? We don’t love you know that I know that. The sooner you see it the better, love that’s funny if you really love him you would do the same thing.”

“That’s not true I love him I don’t want him to be gone.” Richard said making his way to the door now. “I’m getting Bailey back.” he tried opening the door but it wouldn’t budge. The door changed from the one in his office the bedroom down but still he couldn’t get it to open up. Jiggled the knob, he could hear Bailey’s voice. Growing more urgent as he tried to open it again, nearly getting it when his other self made their appearance and shut the door closed. Bailey’s voice once again calling his name. 

“What are you doing hes right there?!” 

“There’s nothing there.”

Richard just glared “Move.” They didn’t “I said move!” Richard warned once more as he shoved himself toward the door ramming his shoulder to it forcing it to open up. Nothing was there on the other side though. Bailey wasn’t there he was gone. All that was there was dark, and an echoing of the memory of Bailey’s voice. 

“Bailey...” Richard said 

“See nothing, perfect isn’t though. Quite at last.” outside the faded clock like tics he swore he could hear “Mmm better get back to work.”

Richard watched as his other self turned back tot the office, Richard stood up but instead of following run forward, he heard Bailey they were in here somewhere. Just had to keep running keep pushing forward he would find them, legs where growing slugish though the further in he ran like he was being pulled back. Just kept trying to move no matter how hard it pulled against him, a small pink light was in the distance. That had to be Bailey he could fix this he just knew it. He just had to get to Bailey, but it kept pulling on him. The harder he fought the more it pulled on him. 

“Bailey” He grunted out trying to motivate him self, feeling he saw the light stop for a second. Just needed to push he thought to himself and hell get to them. He took another step but stumbled falling face first. Still wouldn’t stop him though as he tried to crawl forward but the light stared to move again “Wait, I’m -i’m almost there.” He pleaded  crawling forward as he scrambled to his feet at last. Breaking from the hold as he ran forward, just running and running forward. Almost there, he thought to himself trying to get to his light. 

When Richard finally reached that glow though, it just disappeared. Nothing was there. Bailey was gone. Looking down to his hand he saw his ring, and to his neck he saw Baileys. Didn’t matter how much he looked they weren’t going to be their just memories. “Bailey..I’m sorry.”

He heard his name being called again opening his eyes, he was confused on where he was looking up to a celling as he suddenly felt something sweep under his eyes. His name quietly said once mores, as Richard lowered his head a bit to see Bailey. Bailey, he sat up suddenly slightly bumping his head against their own. The sting of pain not enough to shake him as he placed his hands on their shoulder. “I’m sorry Bailey” 

Bailey didn’t seem to upset as they rubbed at their forehead, “No not for that..well yeah that too. I’m sorry I didn’t mean it I promise it wasn’t me I wouldn’t do that you” He was rambling not making sense but he didn’t want Bailey to think he would do that to them. Just dropping his head a moment forehead resting against them. Repeating the apologetic phase once again, Bailey slightly patted his head speaking in a clam tone trying to reassure Richard despite their confusion. Richard just pulled them closer to himself. “I love you, I promise I love you.” was all Richard could offer as an explanation. Letting his face hide into Bailey’s feathers, moving his arms to warp around the rooster. Holding on to them to make sure they were here. Trying to clam himself see he was just dreaming before, yet that logic wasn’t enough to get Richard to settle. 

Finally he pulled his hand up a bit, and lowered a hand to reach for Bailey’s own just feeling at their fingers till he touched their ring. he relaxed finally moving to rest his head on their shoulder, he knew Bailey was talking the whole time but the words weren’t registering to him. Peeking over their shoulder so he could look at his hand still resting on their back. It was there too. Letting out the breath he had been holding and relaxing finally, slightly slumping back against the bed, taking Bailey with him as he did. He didn’t realized his breathing had be effect as he could feel it slowing down now. Closing his eyes a moment his heart was slowing back down as well.

Only opening them when he felt Bailey’s hands on his cheeks, they were worried best he could tell with his blurred vision. Soft spoken voice checking on him. “Sorry” Richard breathed out again.