#metal band AU (that i will most likely never write)

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🧠 🪱 WIGGLY WEDNESDAY 🪱 🧠

Thanks for the tag @stervrucht ! Ended up writing this on my lunch and hiding in the back at work lmaoooo

Because today I’m thinking about…children’s entertainer Eddie Munson and single parent Steve Harrington…

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This is definitely a modern au. Eddie did the whole band thing in high school, and they still get together and play in bars and occasionally at events and things, but now Eddie’s music is…different.

Like…think Johnny Karate different.

Except he’s still Eddie. He still dresses in darker clothing, still keeps the metal influence in his music, it’s just all kid appropriate nowadays. He sings songs that are inspired by DnD and fantasy novels he loved growing up, like The Hobbit and The Last Unicorn. He even has a couple children’s books out based on his songs and stories. (His buddy Jeff illustrates them.)

Now, Eddie’s biggest fan happens to be Dustin Henderson, the young friend of single parent Steve Harrington. Dustin is actually a fan of Corroded Coffin as well, which is how he learned of Eddie’s children entertainment persona, The Freak (so named to show kids it’s good to be different), who sometimes dresses up like a court jester, especially when working a kid’s birthday party, crowning the kid as king or queen or anything else their little heart desires.

Steve has two little kids, twins, a boy and a girl. Their fifth birthday is coming up and Dustin convinces Steve to hire Eddie. After much heeing and hawing, Steve finally agrees, if only because Dustin gets the kids to whine about it too, and Steve honestly can’t say no to any of kids, even the ones that are only fiveish years younger than him.

Eddie comes, dressed in his understated jester costume, and the kids absolutely adore him. He all but beams when the boy staunchly proclaims he wants to be a princess, not a prince, and the little girl decides she wants to be a goblin. But a good one. Eddie grins and tells her to watch out for enchanted crystals.

The kids then decide that if the boy is a princess, then that makes their dad the king, and Eddie grins even wider and flourishes an adult size crown for just this sort of occasion. After a lot of complaining about his hair, Steve finally agrees to wear the crown, feeling oddly flushed when Eddie gets close enough to set it on top his head.

“Don’t worry, darling, I won’t mess your hair up too badly. Not until you ask me too,” he whispers just for Steve to hear and winks, even as he quickly jumps away because rule number one is never flirt with a parent when he’s on a job. Something about the single dad is just a little too much for Eddie’s self-restraint, however. Both are blushing.

The rest of the party goes on well, he even gets most of the adults to join in on the ridiculous and repetitive titles, and maybe he showboats a little with his guitar riffs, but Steve’s eyes have barely left him the entire time, and only then when he needed to keep his eyes on the kids.

Eddie is paid and leaves, like he’s supposed to, though not without giving out his business card to some of the other attending parents who want to hire him as well for their own kids’ birthday parties. All in all, a successful night. He gives one last glance at Steve and then he’s gone.

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Time passes, yeah? Steve can’t stop thinking about Eddie. Eddie can’t stop thinking about Steve. They both think that’s the end of it.

And then Dustin, matchmaker extraordinaire who clocked that shit immediately because Steve hasn’t looked at anyone since the kids, convinces Steve to go to a bar with him where a live band is playing.

The band?

Why, what else but Corroded Coffin.

And the lead guitarist? Well he just happens to look beautifully familiar.

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rip fartbuckle

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[sen-ya]

BAND AU??

Man you're going to make me freak out fr

Well now the Big question, what kind of music they play? I see las into rock maybe metal and that edgy music, but i don't really think on luffy liking it, as someone obsesed with instruments i love the dinamic of bass and singer, since the bass Is low and the voice Is loud

Also who else play? It would be cool to kid to play the guitar to be like the worst trio but since he has a Big hand, and no 2nd hand (lol) he probably would play drums i Guess (?) Or maybe another straw hat?

i saw another band au so that's what i'm using as reference but Is kidlaw and i don't know If you would like it, anyway i love both of the au (i don't have deep thinks about the ships i see them dying alone lol they are so ugly (i love them))

AHHHH HI HELLO I CAN FINALLY ANSWER THIS.

I think the fic answers the kind of music they play, Polar Tang is mostly rock and Thousand Sunny is mostly pop! Law on the bass will own me forever.

They each have their own band, Polar Tang is Law on bass & lead vocals, Shachi on guitar & backup vocals, Bepo on drums, peng on keyboard/misc. thousand sunny loof sings, Usopp on drums, zoro on guitar, sanji on keyboard/etc!! But other straw hats play too, robin and Franky are a duo and open for them often. Usopp is the main lyricist with loof giving ideas and themes he wants to sing about. Both of them are credited for writing most of their songs, cuz Usopp almost always is writing based off things exploded from luffy’s ideas and feedback. Law writes 100% of polar tang’s songs, writing is the reason he got into music.

You could probably gather from the fic but polar tang is mostly Mariana’s trench & matchbox 20 with a sprinkle of blue October

Thousand sunny points of ref (from my end, @blackyote we never boiled it down as specifically w them as we did w polar tang I think lol) are metro station, naethan Apollo, hot chelle rae, Ian McConnell

‘Hating stuff’ by Ian McConnell is the one song loof wrote fully on his own in early days of thousand sunny. Later he’s credited as the writer for the polar tang song ‘hell, at least” (irl by ghost daughter) which he wrote by himself as a song specifically for law to perform

ok I will shut up for now 🙈

[kayliraine]

🎸⭐️ EMA Band AU || character headcanons (pt. 2):

pt.1 pt.3

strap in, i accidentally made this kinda long loll

🗝️🥁 | Eren:

Eren gets a guitar for his birthday in late elementary school and doesn't really touch it much until one day when Mikasa comes over and tells him how cool it is. Then he starts teaching himself.

Eren plays a song in their middle school’s talent show because he secretly (but oh so obviously) wants to impress Mikasa, but his hands are so shaky and he’s so nervous that he kinda bombs it. Jean makes fun of him, and without hesitation, Eren goes swinging.

Heated, Jean makes a snarky comment about drums being a better instrument for Eren because it’d “help him vent his anger issues.”

Months later, Jean buys him drumsticks as a joke gift for a Secret Santa event. Eren takes this as a challenge.

Fast forward to "Mikasa and the Titans" as a band, Eren is their drummer and he’s amazing at it (though he will never, ever thank Jean for the inspiration).

He occasionally helps write songs too, but he’s not as good at expressing himself, and his writing is kind of juvenile.

Armin still encourages him to try, and together with Mikasa, he embellishes and translates Eren's verses.

Eren also knows how to sing but doesn't like to as much. It feels like more of a private thing to him.

Sometimes Armin will write songs for him though because he loves his voice. These songs are usually slower, more somber, and quite stripped back. Often it’s Eren singing with his guitar, Armin on keys, and Mikasa harmonizing with him.

During performances, Eren sings his one or two songs last and it’s always a surprise to the audience when he stands from his drum set. No one expects it, but he’s really good.

When he sings he goes off into another world and it’s almost as if he forgets he’s on stage.

He’s definitely the most mysterious of the group—he probably posts the least on social media, but he's still a fan favorite.

On the side, Eren posts some metal covers on youtube. He doesn’t advertise it at all—even Mikasa and Armin have to come across it themselves without him telling them. (Mikasa gets very upset he kept it a secret and he has to apologize profusely.)

He has an impressive metal growl akin to his canon titan roars.

🧣🎸 | Mikasa:

As a kid, Mikasa is by no means musically inclined. Her parents force her to do piano lessons for a while, but she quits out of frustration.

This all changes in elementary school when she sees Eren get a guitar, inspiring her desire to learn as well.

At first, she borrows Eren's guitar a lot and gets him to teach her chords and strumming patterns (and he likes to act all annoyed about it, but it's so clear he enjoys helping her).

Eventually, her parents buy Mikasa her own guitar for her birthday, and from then on, she starts learning more on her own. Sometimes she and Eren still play together though.

Mikasa is a fast learner and incredibly determined, so her skills progress quickly and she’s soon surpassing even Eren. (It makes him feel a little bad, but that feeling is almost immediately replaced with strong admiration.)

She starts learning how to sing too. She develops a silvery, sweet, and clear tone that grows more intense when she sings passionate songs.

At some point, Armin confides in Mikasa his hidden passion for writing poetry, and Mikasa creates melodies on her guitar inspired by his work—sometimes even singing his words aloud. (It makes him feel flustered at first, but it soon evolves into the two of them creating experimental acoustic songs together for fun.)

Mikasa has an undeniable stage presence. She is confident, and the way she plays the guitar as she sings seems almost effortless. She has a very devoted fanbase of people who simp over her and her cool energy.

Mikasa manages their group’s Instagram, TikTok, and Twitter accounts, (because Eren is too chronically offline to understand marketing, and Armin is a bit of a boomer with internet jargon and memes). so the fans get to interact with her the most.

She posts a lot of OOTDs and sneak peeks of upcoming songs on her Instagram story.

Many of their fans rely on her stories to get a glimpse of what Eren is actually like because he never posts and has a habit of blocking people on Twitter who say things about their band that annoy him (i.e. rumors about him having a thing for Mikasa because of the way he looked over at her during one of the recorded performances…).

Mikasa takes her musical career very seriously and is constantly on that grindset mindset.

She’s always coming up with new melodies on her guitar and sending voice recordings late at night in their group chat. It’s something fun for her to do and it comes so naturally.

🐚🎹 | Armin:

Armin takes piano lessons as a child and is literally a prodigy. He plays at all of their school’s holiday ceremonies and even participates in (and wins) competitions.

He is extremely talented: he has perfect pitch, starts learning to compose his own songs at an early age, and gets amazing grades on top of it all. He is a hardworking kid.

Along with his musical interest, Armin has also always been interested in literature and writing (He grows up to be an English or Linguistics major for sure).

He goes everywhere with a book in hand.

He enjoys telling Eren about the books he reads, and Eren listens diligently. It’s easy and comfortable to tell him things as he always seems genuinely interested in what Armin has to say, no matter the subject.

Armin develops an interest in poetry in middle school and even starts a journal where he writes his own.

He’s extremely shy about his writing at first, only really showing Mikasa because he's too embarrassed to show Eren (not because he thinks Eren will make fun of him—he just really looks up to Eren).

Mikasa inspires him to combine his two passions of music and writing by composing pieces to accompany his poetry.

It moves him how Mikasa is so captivated by his writing that she wants to help him with his music too.

In their band, Mikasa is the main singer, but Armin can also sing a little. He has a higher range and does harmonies for her in some of their songs.

It's not his thing though, so he doesn't sing otherwise.

Armin has to force Eren and Mikasa to study with him sometimes because they tend to neglect their schoolwork due to their extreme engrossment in their music.

Despite his devotion to school, Armin still does a lot of work for the band when he has time.

He’s the one who contacts venues in the area for them to perform at. He handles a lot of their social ventures despite his anxious and non-confrontational nature.

Armin really enjoys being in the band—he likes being around his friends more than anything in the world. And hearing his written words turning into beautifully layered noise makes him giddy to no end.

AAA THANK YOU FOR READING ASKNSJK EMA band inspired playlist :) :

also if you guys have any questions or thoughts about this au, don't hesitate to ask!!! I like to talk <33

[alt-wannabe]

MCSR Marching Band AU

back at it again with wildly specific au's based on the shit i do irl. i've been in band for 10 years (jesus) and marching band for 7- being the tenor sax section leader both my senior year of high school and now my senior year of college.

i had some help with this one from @s3er :3

more under the cut! warning there's a LOT

Nerdi is the drum major! He's in charge of conducting the whole band and specifically helping the center snare keep a steady tempo. He's reliable to a fault and is able to keep his conducting at the proper pace pretty much no matter what (or no matter how hard some of the band members try to distract him). He can also march pretty well on the odd occasion he's not conducting (usually during pregame) and he can do some pretty cool mace tricks. His backbend with the mace is practically all the way to the ground.

Fein is the center snare. He works directly with Nerdi to keep a steady tempo. Drum major and center snare are the structural support of the entire band- without either of them tempo tends to fall apart and the show follows quickly after. He's drumline captain as well and can competently play any drumline instrument (and a good fair few wind instruments as well). One of the band members who does DCI (crazy intense travel drum corps) in the summer.

Guard Section Courtesy of @s3er !

Cube's main equipment would be rifle but he'd also be extremely good at flag, sabre, and dance. he just happens to be the best at rifle out of all of those. during marching band season he would probably be at the front a lot of the times. his consistency, versatility, and experience would make him a very good captain and during practices he would probably often get stuck teaching freshman flagline because he already mastered his own choreo+movement and he'd probably be very good at that as well even if he found it frustrating

Fruit likes flag the most because it's big and colorful and fun :] but since he's so good at weapon that's usually the line he gets placed in during marching season. winterguard has more leeway, since everything is smaller he's more able to do his own thing. for guard, marching season can be very "we know what we want the guard to do this season, just do that" while winterguard is more like, if fruit comes up with some wacky trick they can absolutely find a way to fit that in the show. if there's a dance/gymnastics solo though that would go to him

Zye is a sabre demon and probably a captain just because of how much experience he has but he would do the least amount of captain shit. except that he would be very good at instantly spotting how someone is doing choreo wrong and or why they can't get something and helping them. he makes sabre look easy, like that shit is made of plastic and not cold hard death metal that wants to break all your toes and i hate him for that. he picks up on everything extremely quickly and can make anything looks fluid and effortless

everyone say tysm to s3er for these blurbs! the guard insight was def needed and also super interesting to hear about!

Fulham is a clarinet player- specifically bass clarinet if the band decides to march them and section leader (bass clarinet is the birch tree of instruments just look at it). Absolute GOD at drill- both teaching and marching himself. Everyone in the clarinet section is never an inch off of their dot (assigned spot on the field) and they always take the exact correct path w/ the exact step size between positions. He also helps the directors write the show drill on occasion.

Couri plays mellophone! Mello's have a reputation in some bands for not being heard- Couri is NOT one of those mellos. Not only does he play loud, but he plays WELL and if a show has a mello solo it's going to him. He practices the most out of the whole band and if you're looking for him before or after school you'll either find him on the field or in a practice room. Does DCI with Fein- they go out for the same corps.

Silverr plays baritone. Also a DCI participant but he's usually in an opposing corps to Fein and Couri. Basically all of the baritones I know are super chill (I share a section with them in my marching band). Silverr can play a couple of instruments so his marching choice can vary from year to year- baritone is the usual pick though. He's one of the stronger bassline players in the band and the directors try to have him towards the center of the field so he's easily heard by not only the audience but also the other band members. Always has his music memorized early enough that his section can listen to him play for a solid guide.

Reign plays alto and tenor sax. He prefers alto but if the band is lacking in tenors he can switch over. He can also play trumpet and that's his instrument in his drum corps with Silverr (because they don't take woodwinds). Altos have a reputation for being outgoing and he enables the stereotype. His section finds him easier to talk to than the "official" alto section leaders so he ends up fielding a lot of the underclassmen's questions. He pretty frequently gets solos if the altos are ever given any. (side bar for a cool alto part listen to the Miya Twins theme from haikyuu. The bassline underneath is supposed to represent the consistent and collected twin while the alto part represents the more experimental and wild twin. Sound familiar?)

Dylqn plays trombone. Has hit someone with his slide on a move before, will hit someone with his slide on a move again. The type to make a joke during an attention pose and get the people around him in trouble for laughing. That being said he's an extremely talented musician and marcher. The directors can almost never get mad at him for goofing around because when he locks in he's absolutely a pillar of the entire band. The thing about him being good though is it means it was absolutely on purpose when he hit Fein with his slide.

Mime plays tenor sax (WOOOOOO BEST INSTRUMENT) and is a section leader. His main skill is choregraphing out complex moves and he helps the directors/fulham with drill. When I say complex moves I mean like this shit where everyones walking through each other and one wrong step equals a collision (5:18 in this video. note this is DCI and not a regular marching band so this whole show is a lot more than the average band is gonna do). Not only is Mime good at running through them himself, he can explain the moves well enough that everyone is able to make the move safely. He plays bassoon outside of marching band.

Poundy plays sousaphone. Loves to brag about playing the biggest instrument on the field which is lowkey fair because sousi is HARD. That being said he has full bowled Couri over at least once. No instruments or people were hurt amazingly but the argument that happened afterwards was generational. Poundy is one of the people that has no trouble making friends outside of his section as he's super easy to talk to. Some people tend to stay in their section at band but he is very much so not one of these people. He also plays LOUD which is important for a bassline player.

that's all ive thought through for now but ill likely have some more thoughts on this in the future. my ass is STRUGGLING with fulham's d&d mini right now but trust it's in the works (his hair and glasses are not really in heroforge so im having to improvise to make it not look weird). hope yall enjoyed me yapping for the length of a feinberg post event essay

[sweet-evie]

Thinking of a Rock Band AU where Lead Singer!Gojo might be a closet romantic...

Related to that one post I made about a 🎸Rock Band AU with Sukuna, Choso, Gojo, and Geto 😩

I actually imagine Gojo falls for a member of their assistants or staff.

He develops a crush on one of the band's assistants.

This particular assistant has a special interest in music (especially the metal genre, obviously).

It took a whole ass year for Gojo to realize he has feelings for this assistant.

I imagine their romance is the type that developed over a period of time together. They hinged because of common interests, close proximity, and undeniable chemistry.

And after he realizes that he caught feelings, cue the insistent pestering and playful teasing that's borderline unhinged and annoying.

His bandmates catch on to what's going on. Suguru is the first to notice, obviously. Choso encourages Satoru to go for it because the ramping sexual tension is getting too thick. Sukuna gives side-eye, but doesn't really care "where Satoru Gojo sticks his dick in." <--- Sukuna's words, I imagine. Although I should clarify that Sukuna doesn't care as long as it doesn't affect the band's performance.

Gojo takes the assistant on multiple hangouts disguised as dates.

Most common type of "hangouts": late-night drives through the city, nightclub-hopping, bar-hopping, 1AM convenience store runs, nighttime picnics in an empty park. (Their picnic food is always just junk food that they picked up from a convenience store nearby).

They actually end up in a situationship. I blame Gojo.

When they fall in love and start dating, they keep it quiet and lowkey, but Gojo WILL NOT shut up about his new partner when he's with the guys.

Man always finds a way to insert his S/O into the conversation. Whether he and the guys are practicing a new song, recording vocals or instrumentals, or meeting up with investors, Gojo will always bring up his S/O at one point or another.

Gojo actually ends up writing several love songs for his S/O.

The vibe of the love songs he writes? Think Faber Drive... Maybe "You and I Tonight" or "Tongue Tied."

Some of the songs, he releases as Singles as a solo artist.

Sometimes he writes songs with the vibe of "Chasing Cars" or or "I'll Never Love Again" from the movie A Star is Born.

He doesn't release those though... The super emotional love songs he either keeps to himself or is meant for his S/O's ears only.

Sometimes their date nights are just him and his S/O writing a song together, or him teaching his S/O how to play an instrument because they asked to be taught.

His fans can't get enough of his lovesick alter-ego. Because as the front-man of the band, the four of them are really badass. And when it's just Satoru as a solo artist, a softer and more playful side comes out.

The fans have Gojo's S/O to thank for his behavior.

It is public knowledge that Gojo has an S/O, but he keeps his S/O's identity out of the public eye.

Though, his efforts (while commendable and really good), aren't that successful, because the paps are relentless and the identity of his lover does come out eventually.

The fun begins when he and his S/O start playing along with the public attention and the fans and the media can't get enough of the PDA.

Think public makeouts, being spotted in a nightclub dancing together, lovey-dovey interactions on the red carpet, etc.

Gojo can't keep his hands to himself.

Needless to say, Choso, Suguru, and Sukuna are just done with it. They won't say it loud, but I like to think they're silently happy Satoru found someone. 😁

[starsinmylatte]

Higuruma AU time

Ok, I need y'all to hear me out..... Metal band guitarist Higuruma

A/N: This is what happens when one of my brain cells is listening to my metal playlist, another is thinking about true crime, and the last one is thinking about @eldritchdilf 's incredible tattooed Higuruma art. If y'all like this AU, let me know, and I'll do more with it!

Warnings: None, but I do reference a famous, real-life murder case at the end. There are no pairings or ships referenced in this.

Click here to join my taglist (you must be 18+). This is SFW, but most of my blog is explicit and not suitable for minors.

Higuruma Hiromi first picks up the guitar because he’s angry at a broken world he’s too young to try and fix yet.

As a young adult, he throws himself into his academics, and music helps him find a release for his more aggressive pent-up emotions… until he gets into law school and realizes early on that the system has failed everyone.

Higuruma starts his pre-law courses and begins to write his own songs, using his whip-smart brain to piece together lyrics that rage against corruption.

He plays the local bars with a friend's band after every exam, shedding the usual black suit jacket to reveal his intricate sleeves of tattoos.

Each piece has a meaning that only he knows; every bit of ink marks Higuruma's resolve to protect the innocent.

Higuruma finishes his degree but absolutely snaps after he joins his first law firm. His boss tells him to bend the rules to protect someone powerful, and Hiromi walks out the same day.

Hiromi drops out of the legal world and dives headlong into his music. Unsurprisingly, he rises to fame after a few years.

However, Higuruma is still the same man; he uses his newfound influence to demand reform, stand up against injustice, and advocate for the wrongfully imprisoned.

It turns out that he never stopped learning law on the side, so he will absolutely do pro-bono legal counseling for prisoners or defendants who appeal to him.

He earns so much money as a literal rockstar but only keeps what he needs. Everything else goes to support his community in some way.

Important note: This AU is heavily inspired by the amazing musicians/celebrities from all genres who used their influence to help Damian Echols, Jason Baldwin, and Jessie Misskelley (aka The West Memphis Three). I would highly recommend that you learn about this case.

Tagging some friends: @saradika @thefact0rygirl @babygirl-leon-kennedy @hereforthesunrise @ashotofspotchka @ironandglass @amyroswell @cassandrablacker @lady-valtieri @justanothersadperson93 @orangecremepuff @belle-smith07 @outspokenbrat @enchantedsylveon @khaleesihavilliard @spam-love @silverliningsandstorms @msniks @panteramarron @eldritchbeauty @unoriginalidea

[echantedtoon]

When We First Met

In which a small meeting will have a bigger impact for his future.

I did send an ask to @lelee-tdn asking if they'd be alright with me writing some more stuff inspired by their works, so have this small Akayuki thing. I'd like to think this is how they meet in the Band Au.

I'll post some links to their band au stuff below. Please check them out. They're very nice and an amazing artist!

Band Au- le-lee-tdn

Demon Slayer- UFOTABLE

Here's a sorta Masterlist with most of the other parts linked-

https://www.tumblr.com/lelee-tdn/698209209141051392/daki-in-the-band-au-shes-not-a-part-of-the-band?source=share

And here's a link to the other parts they did-

https://www.tumblr.com/lelee-tdn/699385052051734528/part-2-here?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/lelee-tdn/699385826081112064/uhhhh-part-2-that-kiss-part-tho-im-going?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/lelee-tdn/701293547258773504/not-douma-being-a-whole-hypocrite?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/lelee-tdn/704283796445495296/happy-holidays-everyone-i-saw-a-trend-of-goths?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/lelee-tdn/735554122335535104/update-of-the-heavy-metal-au-more-outfits-more?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/lelee-tdn/737459250794774528/happy-holidays-everyone?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/lelee-tdn/719051405892157440/i-am-in-love-with-your-upper-moon-heavy-metal-band?source=share

Bright lights.

Dazzling, sparkling lights.

A concert crowd is a sea of emotions, expressed through a kaleidoscope of blurs and sounds. The air crackles with anticipation as fans from all walks of life converge. Some sport band merchandise proudly displaying their support. Others opt for the beautiful light of glow sticks, adding to the sparkling lights of the stage and blinding the senses.

The crowd's diversity extends to its age range, with music lovers old and new voicing their pleasure into the night. Some dance with abandon lost to the rhythm while others sway gently savoring the moment. As the lights dim and the stage comes to life, the crowd transforms into a living, breathing entity. Hands wave like a rolling wave of motion, moving the darkness with their mass. Voices blend in a harmonious roar creating a deafening symphony of sound. The crowd becomes a reflection of the music itself. A tangible embodiment of the emotions it brings forth. Immersing yourself in the vibrant tapestry of human connection and the transcending power of live music.

Breathing. Heart pumping to every beat the hand made against the instrument as if one cannot exist without the other. Motions stirring even long after the last note left his hand but never feeling like it left his mind with the rush of beating hearts and static crackling within the air. The loud cheering from the multitude of people sending a wave of fire through the heaving lungs.

Burning.

Burning.

Burning in a good way. Passionately and with excitement withing their heaving for each breath. A desire that never could become old.

"A little winded there, Hakuji?~"

Ignored was the voice, quickly swallowed up by the murmuring wave of voice. A thousand greets and cheers and pleas reaching out and swallowing up the airwaves. The murmuring mass swallowed up the blonde as if he'd gladly sacrifice himself to be greeted by many adoring fans to beg for the slightest attention of their idol. Typical. He always pulled up the dramatics to satisfy the hunger of the fans.

An interactive stage was like that he supposed.

To interact with. To engage. To smile at the throne of upcoming fans and say-

"Hey! Thanks for taking time out to see me!"

To agree to pictures galore. Signing away signatures until he knew his hands would be cramps for hours after this. To thank every person for spending money just to see them.

To heed the sounds of shy steps coming towards him. Shuffling from foot to foot as if scared of meeting his gaze if even but half a moment. It always amused him to see the ones who didn't think they'd get their chance. The surprise and happiness on their faces when he looked their way giving him a sense of pride he was happy to give them that.

"You hoping for a picture, Sweet Thing?"

Eyes turned and at least a hundred fireworks reflected off her eyes. Pink and surprised when he turned to her. A surprise popping up on her face as he stopped. Time blurring with the sounds turning to a static buzz around her vision as she slowly smiled at being engaged with. A cute clutching of hands and a soft smile that seemed to enhance the dazzling of lights' reflection off the casting orbs directed to him.

"Yes. I'd like that so much! Thank you, Mr. Akaza."

Her voice struck his brain like lightning. Cracking through the static. And causing a cross of nerves to go up from his guts to his throat only for him to swallow down again.

"C-Call me Hakuji. Akaza's my stage name."

The sentence made her giggle again. It wasn't just the rhythm making his heart slam towards his chest tonight.

[rollofleaf]

WIP Wednesday

I didn't end up finishing the AU stuff, but here's what I did write.

Arueshalae pulled her jacket tight over her frame, politely waving away the man that tried to buy her a drink. She was at this club to disappear into the background and enjoy being around mortals, not to be reminded of how most of them saw her. She briefly considered disappearing more properly, but the man took ‘no’ for an answer and no one else seemed to notice her, so there was little need. Alcohol was never a good idea for someone like her that already struggled to control herself, but thankfully the small club had lemonade for her to sip. She came here often to simply be, to observe mortals and get used to being around them without hurting them. And the music was usually nice, too.

It was a band she hadn’t heard today, and both Arueshalae and the rest of the club’s eyes were immediately drawn to the woman that stepped on-stage. She was a brown-skinned aasimar, with peach-colored hair and a wild look to her. She was fit and athletic, and Arueshalae had an excellent view of her muscled form since her only clothes were ripped jeans and pasties over her nipples. Accompanying her was a scrawny tiefling in similarly ripped jeans and a leather jacket that left most of his chest bare. He carried an electric guitar and had his hair messy and disheveled. Next was a dark-skinned human man on drums, who had a more put-together look. He was in shorts and a simple polo, and though he had clearly mussed up his hair it was naturally straight and well-kempt. Finally was the bassist, a dark-skinned human woman in a rather dapper blazer.

They took a short while to test their instruments and the microphone while the buzz of conversation continued. Arueshalae busied herself with just watching them. She tried not to stare at the aasimar woman’s lack of an outfit, instead taking in how she and the tiefling traded jokes and laughs. They all seemed like such good friends… Arueshalae wondered what that was like.

At last, the aasimar cleared her throat into the microphone. “Good evening, we are Hilde and the Butterflies. I’m Hilde, these are the Butterflies.” She had a soft, subdued voice, not what Arueshalae expected of a singer. “Ah-one, two, three, four-“ What followed was a single note from each instrument and a heavy metal growl so loud, primal, and boneshaking it nearly knocked Arueshalae and the rest of the club off their feet. How such a soft voice was even capable of making such a sound was a mystery, but after that they had everyone’s attention. “Thank you, that was ‘Awake at 5 a.m.’ This next song is called ‘Another Road’.”

Arueshalae braced herself for another roar, but what came instead was an upbeat, relaxed melody, accompanied by that gentle voice. The music quickly faded into the background of conversation and food for most, but Arueshalae found herself unable to tear her gaze away. There was such joy in the singer and her words, every break in the lyrics was punctuated with a giggle from Hilde.

“I looked in myself,

And staring back was someone else”

Occasionally one of the other bandmates would chime in to help with vocals, and they seemed to be enjoying themselves as much as Hilde. What was it about the music that made her heart soar?

“But now my heart feels so brand new,

I found a friend for life in you…”

Arueshalae had a soft smile on her thin lips throughout the performance. She took in the beauty, the love these people shared for their music and each other. Love she’d never experience… But the music made her forget that bit for a while. Alas, far too soon it was over. How long had she been staring? A quick glance at the clock and she flushed in embarrassment at spending a full hour like that.

As their final song came to a close, the tiefling leaned into the mic. “Thank you, thank you. Check us out on Spotify, we have merch online…” With that, they started to pack up their instruments and slip out. Arueshalae tensed up. How badly she wanted to talk to them, but what if she messed up? Finally, she could take it no longer. She sprinted outside just as the band was leaving.

[ladykailitha]

WIP Wednesday Game

It’s WIP Wednesday, time for a little accountability, sharing your work, and getting a kick in the pants.

Here’s how it works:

In a reblog (or new post w/ rules attached), post up to five (5) filenames of your WIPs; not titles, file names.

Post a snippet from one of them. Snippet must be words you wrote in the last 7 days. We’re posting progress here. If you haven’t made any, go make some and come back to post!

After you’ve posted, people can send you an ask with one of your file names. You must then write 3 sentences in that file. If the filename is one you can't share from (for example, an event fic), write 3 sentences on it anyway, and then 3 more on another to share.

That’s it! You can invite others to join in, or just post. If you tag me in your post, I will send you an ask request!

If you’re reading this, you’re invited!

If you see someone posting a WIP Wednesday Game snippet, send them an ask! Make them write.

My only problem is that I tend to file name what the title is so I can find it easier, so...here’s what they were called before I titled them.

"File" Names

Omega Escort Steve

History Nerd Steve

Soulmate AU

Steve is in a Metal Band

Boy w/a Bat Book 2

Snippet

I had a hard time choosing because I wrote a lot over the weekend and finished up a few chapters.

“There are a couple other things I just need to go over with you,” she said, “and then you’re all good to go.”

Steve nodded.

“He wants to pay for you to play at being his boyfriend until after the rut servicing,” Robin said.

Steve’s eyebrows went up. “And management is okay with that?”

He had done the boyfriend thing a few times but never with someone as high profile as Eddie Munson.

“According to the notes on the request his new management and Starcourt went over all the details and it’s going to be great publicity for both the band and us.”

Steve frowned, rearing back his head in confusion. “New management? What happened to his old management?”

“Do you remember the creepy gang bang?” Robins asked with a blush.

Steve’s frown deepened. “Yeah, of course. The band was pissed and fired their management...” he said trailing off. “Holy shit!”

She grimaced. “Yeah. Their new manager is Benny Hammond. I can’t imagine what dealing with the other guy would have been like.”

****

Hello and welcome back to my favorite day of the week. I took werewolf Steve off this week because it's getting super spoilery again. Maybe next week.

But we still have a lot of people's favorites this week, including three of mine.

Steve is a History Nerd and Omega Steve might be nearing a close, just a heads up.

I'm back to a decent backlog again with at least three chapters deep for most of the stories.

Again the rules are go nuts, have fun, send in as many asks as you want.

It runs from 8am-11pm EST.

[elliefever]

ᴇʟʟɪᴇꜰᴇᴠᴇʀ

Hi sillys! This is just an introduction to my page, and a kickstart into posting! Im a fic writer from Ao3, and im moving to tumblr in hopes that itll make it easier for me to keep up with writing!

(introduction below cut!)

ɪɴᴛʀᴏᴅᴜᴄᴛɪᴏɴ

My name is Eve, (Im 5'7 if you need a mental image) i'm a pansexual poc writer and im 19 as of july 💙

im a pretty open and reasonable person for the most part, and im not really picky about writing requests so feel free to send as many as youd like! im looking forward to interacting with anyone whos interested in my page 😊

with all the boring stuff about me aside, let's talk about what im planning on writing! (if you have any more personal questions about me, dont be afraid to ask them! ill answer to the best of my abilities.)

The Last Of Us

i am a huge tlou fan so i will for sure be writing about it!

Ellie Williams

I LOVE ellie williams so much omggnfjhfhx. ill be writing dealer!ellie, loser!ellie, college!ellie, modern!ellie, and ANYTHING you guys request me to write for ellie! she is my heart and soul and i absolutely love her!

Abby Anderson

abby is so yummy 🤤 ill be writing fics for her too! im not too educated on the different abby aus to write for but i am totally looking forward to writing your guy's suggestions! (and ellabs 😊💙💙)

Dina

I LOVE HER so much shes the best. shes 100% gonna make an appearance on my page!

The Walking Dead

Maggie Rhee

Maggie is simply too fine not to write for bro. i love her so much.

Rick Grimes

i can agree he is attractive and if im in a silly mood or get a request for him then ill write some...silly stuff

Daryl Dixon

same thing for rick goes for him too!

Also any other twd characters i decide to write for or get requests for!

Sally Face

i absolutely love sally face.

there's really not much to say revolving this fandom but i love sally and larry so much!

Criminal Minds

im a huge crime show lover lol

Spencer Reid

hes so hot i literally dont understand how he can be so fine. i have a lot of ideas for fics about him and i never see anything like the ideas i have so im hoping itll be good to publish those ideas?

im open to writing for other criminal minds characters too but no one gets me all giddy like spencer does 💙

Shameless

im honestly really only interested in writing for fiona x fem reader cuz i never see it, but if you guys have any other ideas for stuff i could write for shameless just lmk! 💙

Jennifer's Body

i LOVE this movie so much, i cant wait to write for jennifer and needy and make my gay heart unbreak for them. but also i was thinking, hear me out. what if i wrote an ellie williams fic but like... jennifers body au? like jennifer and needy but instead, ellie and fem reader? just a thought idk! should i?

THAT'S ABOUT IT! or at least all i can think of as of right now!

Things I will write!

Reader loving rock music and nu metal bands!

Reader playing instruments and being super cool

Reader of any gender!

I'll leave room for imagination but ill also put some ideas of reader's outfits for those who want a mental image

Reader having good music taste and a good sense of style

pet names

bold, aggressive, and dickhead reader

pretty much anything in between

Things I will NOT write!

age play, baby talk, uncomfortably cliche submissive reader

i wont romanticize domestic violence or make light of abusive relationship dynamics 👍

emotional whiplash, i want the scenes i write to blend smoothly

piss kinks and foot stuff (and any other really strange stuff)

smut where the characters are minors

let me know if you guys have any questions or anything at all! i hope to be uploading my first fic soon, which should i do first?

[satrryeys4eva]

hii I really love how you write for hunter and like incorporate other fandoms and stuff hehe it’s really cool 🙃💕 so I was just wondering like if you’re up to it, if you could write something about hunter with an avenger!reader maybe :P please and thank you and lots of love to you hehe

I am so sorry for being a year late to this, but I hope you like it

Hunter Sylvester and Harry Osborn's younger sister headcannons

- a/n

So some background info, Y/n Osborne is Harry's sister whose younger than him by a few years (harry was 20, and this takes place in the middle of TASM 2, AU where harry never got sent away he and peter are still best friends) he is super overprotective of her

Also for the sake of this, 'Metal Lords' takes in NYC

now on to the headcanons!

Let me just say this right off the bat, you both have mommy and daddy issues

clashing but similar aesthetics

Hunter with his heavy metal rockstar aesthetic

you with your more toned down but just as fun chaotic grunge aesthetic 

Both of you kept your relationship a secret from your brother 

after Norman died and Harry found out that he had the same illness and that it runs in the bloodline, Hunter was terrified that you might have it as well

you on the other hand were in a horrible mental state, Norman had been cold and distant but he was still your Dad 

you were just recovering from his death and now you might lose your older brother too

While Harry was trying to find a cure you were mentally preparing yourself to say goodbye to him for the last time

the night after his diagnosis Harry came into your room to talk to you

He wanted there to be no more secrets between you two

 You guys spent all night sharing secrets, he told you some embarrassing stories from college, and you finally told him about Hunter

he reacts a lot better than you expected, he asks you to bring Hunter around the next day so that he can meet him

Now Hunter has never really cared about the impression he left on most people (aside from you, Kevin, and his idols)

But he really tries because he knows how important Harry's approval is to you and he wants to make a good first impression 

he subconsciously ends up emulating your style because he is so confused about what to wear, he doesn't think his usual band T-shirts and black cargo pants are not super appropriate for meeting your girlfriend's multi-billionaire brother 

he settles on a pair of nice black pants, a slightly baggy band sweatshirt with a white collared shirt underneath 

he also goes a little overbroad by wearing the two necklaces you gave him and only wearing your matching rings and the ones you gave him along with the earrings you gave him

Hunter was definitely not what Harry was expecting, he thought your boyfriend would be more like him or hell even Peter 

but he eventually warms up to him when he sees just how happy he makes you, not before politely but not so subtlety threatening him

He even convinces Peter to play along and threaten Hunter 

At the end of the whole ordeal, he approves 

Now, saying that you spend time together would imply that you spend any time apart

You are each other's biggest supporters, always there at every event and function

most of the time is in little cafes, hidden record stores and tiny vintage bookstores are your everyday hangouts

you both go to midtown high, but only have 2 classes together 

You guys are That Couple

you know, the couple that's always together 

Kevin and Emily tease you all the time (like their any better)

If there was ever a villain attack, Hunter would throw himself in front of you like a human shield.

god forbid any paparazzi even try to harass you

Hunter would get into a fistfight right then and there

you guys are THE It couple of New York

but if Harry ever passed due to his illness, Hunter would constantly spend time (even more than he already does)

always comforting you 24/7

this always freaks him out even more as he thinks there a bigger chance that you also might have the same condition

and he really can't lose you

ever

he doesn't really bring it up the, because god knows that you need recovery time

he's at the funeral, holding you as you cry

you spend the next weeks staying with him

you don't think you can face that empty house now

not anymore

taging you just in case

@ii-larb-you

[justrambles]

(Beauty and the beast au steddie)

(snippety as I intended in the first place — I don't know what happened with other ones)

No.9 — Talks (between doors)

"Hey, Steve?"

"Yeah?"

"So where do you get the vegetables from?"

"What?"

"I mean, you used to only get me, uh, meat for the meals but you started getting me carrots and tomatoes recently. Is there like a wild plot nearby? If it's close I think I can go there myself. Save you the trouble, you know?"

"..."

"Steve?"

"...There's a communal garden just outside Loch Nora."

"A communal garden."

"...Yeah."

"Oh."

"Look, I panicked, okay? Nancy and Dustin told me you'd be needing vegetables too but I couldn't find them in the woods! And the garden was just nearby!"

"No, wait, Stevie, I'm not condemning you or anything. I should be thanking you. You are getting them for me. And I think that's a bit punk, actually."

"I don't even know what that means."

"You know, maybe this counts as anti-consumerism and... Wait, did you say, outside Loch Nora?"

***

"Dustin, I thought you said you guys couldn't leave?"

"We can't."

"So how does Steve go out into town?"

"Oh, yeah. Steve's an exception. He can leave. I thought you knew about this, Eddie. He's been bringing you food."

"To be honest I just thought he found them nearby, within the boundary of this place. Didn't know he had to go around a lot."

"Well, the boundary is very small. If it were big enough, we'd be going out often. I don't think I'd even give a shit about shitty storms, man. So, if we wanted something from outside this place, Steve would have to be the one to go out."

"Come to think about it, I don't think I've seen him get out. Wait, when does he go out? How come I've never seen him?"

***

"So that performance was, that was very metal."

"Huh, you really do know a lot about music."

"And have so many opinions about it, too."

"Well, thank you for the compliment, Steve, and thank you for your insight, Robin. Of course I have opinions about it. I've been playing for a long time now. Music is like a second language to me, one of my band members once said." (they didn't)

"Do you have any other real languages you speak? Other than music? You know, I can speak Spanish, French, and Italian well enough and I've been wanting to learn more, but it's kind of hard to do it here. So, do you?"

"...Yeah, of course. Uh, Quenya?"

"Quenya? Whoa, I've never heard of it. Where is it spoken in?"

"Uhh... Middle-earth?"

"Middle-earth?"

"Yup, yeah, that's right."

"Middle-earth. Wait, that's-. That's the one from Dustin's books."

"I don't know what you're talking about."

***

"Alright- Jesus, Munson, you can do this. It's simple. Just go and ask. Simple."

knock knock

"Hey, Stevie? You in there?"

"Yeah, what is it, Eddie?"

"So, I was writing down some stuff — you know, for the dnd session I'm planning for the kids? Anyways, my pen kind of broke down in the midst of it. I was wondering if I could borrow yours?"

"Uh, yeah? Sure."

"Cool! So, can I come—"

"You'll find some in the study on the first floor."

"...Oh."

"...Umm, you okay there?"

"Yeah yeah, thanks! I'll be down at the study if you need me, Steve!"

***

"Did you know that your dad's the most boring man to exist?!"

"My dad? What?"

"There's nothing in the study, Steve. Nothing."

"There's... a wall full of books there?"

"Yes, but nothing important's there! Where are the literatures? Science fiction? Or even philosophy? Who in their right mind wants to read books about managing time?"

"Uh... Is that a bad thing?"

"Honestly, the Encyclopedia was the most interesting there. And that says something. But- oh yeah, thanks for the pen, Stevie."

"Yeah, no problem."

***

"That Dragons and Daggers thing you told me about,"

"Dungeons and Dragons, man. Dungeons and Dragons."

"Yeah right, so what's that about?"

"Well, it's like a board game, actually. But definitely more complicated and more intense. It's a challenge for those who play, navigating through worlds of fantasy— and, uh, you play as a character and roll dice to make your moves. It's totally fun."

"It does sound fun. So you're gonna help the kids 'navigate through the world of fantasy'?"

"Yup! That'll be me, I'm the DM. Dungeon Master. I'd be narrating and making the kids face obstacles."

"Cool."

"...You know, you could come and watch if you want. The kids would love it. I could even make an NPC based on you."

"...Yeah, no. Maybe later, I guess. But thanks for the offer, Eddie."

[thestobingirlie]

what's funny to me about the thing w steve's music taste is when ppl act like he could never like or even deal w (bc of noise/volume/its inherent overwhelming superiority ig) eddie's music even tho hammer to fall is considered to literally be a metal or at least hard rock song. like if you listen to hammer to fall and dio back to back there's not a huge gap there. i haven't listened to a lot of black sabbath but this also goes for the most well-known black sabbath songs at least. that would only make sense to me in a modern au bc metal has gotten a lot harder and more intense in some subgenres (and also more niche than in the 80s considering that's when hair metal peaked [and the only metal band that truly thrived and broke into mainstream success post-the arrival of nirvana is metallica]) but a lot of what eddie listens to (esp black sabbath) is more akin to dad rock than anything else now. like i was walking on my college campus the other day and the baseball team was blasting for whom the bell tolls.

yeah, i think it again just comes down to people a. not rewatching the show and not knowing what steve listens to, b. not understanding music genres, and c. not knowing anything about 80s music.

honestly, i really wouldn’t care if it was just the occasional fic, because i really don’t think you need to do all this research just to write fanfiction, it’s just annoying because it’s so pervasive.

[boybandbaby]

Grown Ups Grow Apart

Pairing: Bestfriend!Eddie x reader, Eddie x Steve, Eddie x Reader (It's a mess all over honestly.)

Summary: Eddie and you are best friends but things become complicated over time.

Word Count: 4K+

Notes: I was high when I thought of this but sober when I wrote it. All mistakes and confusion are mine lol. I just kept writing whatever my mind came up with so this might be super confusing. I might make a part 2 or series if there's a demand for it. This is a modern au. THIS WAS INSPIRED BY THIS SONG

Warnings: cuss words, mean words between Eddie and you/ reader, if there's anything I missed please let me know.

I saw your picture in a box last night

Seems I'm always unpacking, yeah, I moved again

Did I tell you that?

It got me thinking

I've been missing you, thought of calling you

Yeah I wanted to

But I got anxious 'cause that's what adults do

And they start looking back

Don't you hate that

You were currently packing up your room, moving back to Hawkins by the end of the week. You had grown up there most of your life and had to move right after your senior year of high school. Now you were in your mid 20’s, headed back for a new job.

As you packed you decided to throw out things you didn’t want or need. This meant you had to go through every area and item you owned. As you reached down under your bed, you pulled the box you had shoved there the day you moved in about 5 years ago. The metal lunchbox covered in stickers of well known bands and local bands that you had seen with Eddie. Eddie. Your best friend or ex best friend from Hawkins. You hadn’t seen or spoken to him since the night before you left.

The Polaroid was the last picture of you and Eddie together. You were in your cap and gown, arm around Eddie’s shoulders as you both smiled at the camera. Unfortunately, Eddie was held back so he didn’t graduate with you. You never judged him for it knowing all his childhood trauma and struggles. You wondered what he was up to. Was he still in a band? Did he still love d&d? That you assumed was still true. Was he single? How was Wayne? Did Eddie graduate? Did he finally move out of Hawkins like you both always planned? You selfishly hoped he was still in Hawkins and that you could see him. Hear his voice again.

You wanted to hear his voice everyday that you were away. You wanted to call him, apologize for the things you said and the way you left. Left him alone in a shitty town with shitty people who judged him. Made him feel like a freak and an outcast. The same way you treated him when you left.

Now you're weighing on my thoughts tonight

Can you explain this

How can you know everything and nothing about my life

At the same time

Time is crazy, I don't know where all my life has gone

I told you secrets, did you keep them, do you miss home

When you start looking back

To those basements and backyard dances

Our song, the front seat of my jeep

In love and taking chances

The night you looked at me and said

Time won't fly, I won't let it

Promise you won't forget it

The way that it is, the way that we are

'Cause kids grow up and grown ups grow apart

Grown ups grow apart, ah

Eddie knew everything about your life from social media and a mutual friend, Gareth. You and Gareth occasionally texted, never really being close but being friends when he met Eddie. Eddie knew what your job was and what you currently looked like and where you lived and sometimes hung out. What he didn’t know was the personal things like your daily routine, current obsessions, or even your favorite color.

He knows your deepest and darkest secrets, well your old secrets. He’s sure you have new ones and he’s almost certain you share those with someone else now (you don’t). The idea that you have a new best friend, someone you dance with, sing with, laugh with, cuddle with, hurts his heart. Those were things you were allowed to do with others but only saved for him. He was the only person who saw you freely be yourself. You’d sing with your chest and dance like no one was watching (Eddie was ALWAYS watching), laugh from your belly even if it meant snorting or wheezing out loud and snuggle up tight with him.

He remembered the last time you cuddled together. During the summer right after graduation. It was hot and humid but you both still snuggled up together. An old, raggedy blanket thrown on the patches of dirt and grass in Wayne’s backyard. It was the night you told him you were moving. Two weeks, he remembers. You were leaving in two weeks. He only had you for two more weeks. You both promised to always be best friends. Promised each other to text and call and write to each other and even visit when you could. None of that happened. Promises were broken and time flew. 5 years had flown by without a single moment of contact.

Do you remember summer '09

On my birthday

After dinner, you introduced me to the guy you liked

Now in hindsight

You're so beautiful, I was insecure and I won't lie

It was my birthday and I wanted him and I hate

That I could hurt your feelings like that, yeah

And I can't take it back

It was your 18th birthday. You and Eddie had made plans to go to dinner, somewhere outside of Hawkins to make a big deal out of it. It was the year you were officially becoming an adult after all and Eddie was proud of everything you accomplished this year even if you felt like you accomplished nothing. After, you would go to the store and scan the shelves and racks for things you would never buy with an ice cream or shake in your hand. Tonight was different. Eddie had said he had plans afterwards with a guy he liked. You knew Eddie was bisexual, he had told you he was unsure of his sexuality in middle school. He fully embraced it (between the two of you) during high school. You were the only person that knew.

So when you both stepped out of the restaurant after sharing a family size bowl of pasta, you were shocked to see Steve Harrington leaning against his car, arms crossed, waiting for Eddie. You had driven you both to the restaurant in your beat up Jeep, telling Eddie he had to finally let you drive and pick the music. He agreed as part of your birthday gift (the other part of your gift being Eddie’s presence and him paying for dinner).

“Y/n, you know Steve right?” Eddie smiled, awkwardly hugging Steve.

“Yeah, yeah I do.” You replied, looking at your shoes as you stuck your hand out. Of course you knew Steve. Who didn’t? You had found him cute since freshman year. You never told Eddie because you thought he would’ve made fun of you having a crush on a jock.

“It’s nice to meet you.” Steve smiled. God, he was handsome. The way his hair fell slightly against his forehead, his jeans hugging his thighs, his arms straining against his t-shirt. You wanted him. You wanted to steal him from Eddie. You didn’t want Eddie to have him. You were a horrible friend.

You began to get jealous when Eddie would hang out with you less during senior year. You began to get jealous when he gained more friends. People he and Steve had in common and who played d&d with him. You would shut him out when he did try to hang out or meet up. The loneliness made senior year emotionally more stressful but allowed you to focus on your plans for after. During the summer you spent a little more time with Eddie knowing you couldn’t use school as an excuse anymore. Then came the news that you were moving. You knew he’d be okay without you. He had more than enough friends to fill your absence.

The two weeks between you dropping the bomb that you were moving was filled with amazing moments between you and Eddie. You had began to cry as you laid on his chest but Eddie told you to stop. You still had two weeks he said. So you wiped your tears and made the best of the time together. Then, the night of your fight and end of your friendship.

You both were sitting in his van, hotboxing and listening to your shared playlist. A mix of both his and your favorite tunes. “I can’t believe you’re really leaving.” He sighed as smoke left his mouth. He took another hit before passing it to you.

“But we’ll still be friends right?” You smile softly, “and when you graduate you’ll come live with me somewhere far away and we’ll make a life for ourselves.”

“Right.” He snorted.

“What do you mean?” You passed the joint back to him.

“You think I’m getting out of here? I already flunked school once, it’s just going to get worse from here.” He brushed some ash off of his jeans.

“So what? It was a one time thing. You’ll graduate in another year and can be on your way.” You stopped his hand, noticing there wasn’t anymore ash to brush off.

“You’ve always been naive y/n.” He pushes your hand off his thigh. “I’m not smart like you. I don’t have a plethora of opportunities like you.”

“What are you even talking about? You’re literally so smart.” You pull your hand into your lap. “Remember when you scored higher than me on that history test? You didn’t even study, you just knew the concepts and stuff.”

“I guessed on most of the test y/n. Mrs. Borris thought I cheated remember? Even called Wayne and had us in the principals office.” He rested his head back against the window of the van, the velvet curtain giving him a small sort of pillow.

“You’re still smart in other aspects Eddie.” You shrug.

“I hate when you do that.” He groans and closes his eyes.

“Do what?” You glare at him. “Sit here?”

“You make me feel like shit when you invalidate my feelings.” He finally takes another puff and doesn’t bother passing it to you. “I’m telling you how I feel and you’re trying to tell me the opposite.”

“I’m not trying to make you feel like shit. I just think you’re hard on yourself when you shouldn’t be. You’re seriously one of the best people I know. You are smart Eddie. And really strong and such a hard worker. I just don’t understand why you have to put yourself down.”

“It’s because that’s how I feel. You’re leaving and you’re going to do amazing things. I’m here y/n. I’ll never leave this place.” You can hear the way his throat closes slightly, he’s choking on a sob.

“I’ll always be here for you Eddie.” You scoot closer to him. “And you have Steve and Dustin and Robin while I’m away. They’re cool people.”

“It’ll be easier for me when you leave. I don’t have to compare myself to you and wonder why you’re friends with me.” He says. That’s when you snap.

“Damn it Eddie! You’re making me feel like shit now! Why can’t you just accept that I love you for who you are and I love being your friend.” You groan, slipping your shoes back on. “It’s like I have to justify all my actions with you.” You crawl over to the metal door and open it, slipping out and onto the pavement. You turn back and he’s already exiting the van with you. “I’m glad I’m leaving too. I won’t have to hear your shit anymore.”

“I’ll fucking help you pack if it means you get out of here faster.” He throws the joint on the ground and stomps on it unnecessarily hard.

“No need. I don’t want your nasty ass hands touching any of my stuff.” You growl. It was the only insult you could think of. “Wouldn’t want you anywhere near my stuff, you’d probably curse it with your Satanism.” Now you are grasping for straws. Anything that would hurt him as much as he’s hurting you.

“Oh so now I’m a freak? Just like everyone’s been saying?” He slams the back door not before grabbing your bag. “You’re pathetic using that as an insult y/n.” He tosses your bag at your feet. Good thing you didn’t have anything valuable in it other than your wallet and some gum.

“I’m pathetic? You’re the one who’s a legal adult and still in high school.” You pick up your bag. When Eddie doesn’t reply, you look up. His eyes are watery and his cheeks are pink with embarrassment. You’d always told him he wasn’t stupid or weird and told him not to feel bad about being held back. Now you were spewing every insecurity at him.

With a shaky voice he replies, “well you know what? I’m sorry that I’m your only friend. When you realize you’re lonely in a new town and have no one to talk to or hangout with, I hope you think back to this moment and how you ruined our friendship. I’ll be here with all my amazing friends who support me and think highly of me and you’ll be wishing you could call me. Lose my number when you leave.” He shakes his head and heads to the driver seat of his car.

“Oh yeah? Well, let’s see how many of those friends stay when they realize you’ll be holding them back. Just like you held me back all these years.” You shout and start making your way back to your car. Eddie hears it but doesn’t respond. He doesn’t leave when you do. Just sits in his car and sobs, thinking over everything that just went down.

-

Then the next morning, he second guesses himself. Everything he said and did. Was the entire thing his fault? Was what you said all true? He knows he has to go see you before you leave and hopefully talk to you. Maybe the weed fucked up both of your brains and just made you both say things you didn’t mean. Of course, Eddie wanted you to stay, he didn’t know how he’d survive without you. Yes, he loved his new friends and he wasn’t technically with Steve. Sure they’d went on a few dates but it really didn’t turn into anything more than that. No one knew him like you. As he quickly got dressed into something that didn’t smell like sleep sweat and weed smoke, he rushed to brush his teeth, wash his face and tame his hair. He then said bye to Wayne and rushed over to your house. He didn’t know what time you were leaving or even if you were still there. He hoped the latter wasn’t true.

Just his luck. The house looked abandoned and there were no moving trucks or your dented, ugly colored Jeep. Tears started to trickle down his cheeks as he parked the car. Maybe just maybe you were still here. He knocked on the front door as loud as he possibly could. After several minutes, he knew he was shit out of luck. You were gone. You hadn’t even said goodbye like you promised two weeks ago.

-

You made the drive back to Hawkins, still in the same old Jeep you had before. You tried to make it look better but it still remained an ugly light silver, several scratches and bumps on the doors. The only new addition was a cracked window on the right back passenger window.

You’d found a decently priced apartment. A one bedroom with a bathroom that had everything you needed, a very small kitchen and enough space for at least a couch. It was livable and you knew you could make it home with a few touches of color and decorations. The apartment complex was along a busy street across from shopping center. There was a grocery store, a pho spot, an insurance company, a liquor store and a cash checking store. It wasn’t much of a view from your apartment but it wasn’t bad. You parked along the curb and grabbed a small box to take up with you to start the move in process.

Eddie was with Steve, Robin, Dustin, and Lucas scanning the grocery aisles for snacks for their planned movie night. His car was at the shop, needing a new battery and front brakes. He would be able to work on it between cars at work. Today was his day off though and Steve picked him up since his car wasn’t working which means he’s crammed in the backseat with Dustin and Lucas. Robin and Steve are inseparable and have to be in the front together. I mean Eddie and Steve have kissed, cuddled and fucked over the years but he’s still shoved into the back seat when it comes to Robin.

Once the gang had picked out everything off of the list, they strolled back to the car. Steve pushed the cart and Dustin hung off the side, making it harder to push. Robin and Eddie were tossing fruit snacks into Lucas’ mouth as they walked, occasionally throwing one at Steve’s head and hoping it gets stuck in his hair.

Before Eddie can throw another one, he spots your Jeep. He knows it’s yours. The same color and dents from 5 years ago. There’s a partially ripped sticker on your gas tank lid. You’d tried to take it off even with the help of rain but it wouldn’t budge. Eddie branded your car with a homemade corroded coffin sticker when he first designed the logo. Eddies slightly hurt that you tried to take it off but he’s not surprised since you’d unfollowed him on social media and refused to answer any calls or texts that he made the first month you moved away.

Before he can say anything to anyone, his feet carry him across the parking lot and towards your car. He has to dodge the traffic, curse words and car horns screaming at him along the way. You’re not in the car when he arrives. He’s pressed against the cracked window, taking in the boxes as he steps on the sidewalk.

“Get away from my car!” You rush over towards him, not thinking of how dangerous this could be for you.

He backs away and turns toward you. How you didn’t notice the long hair and leather jacket is beyond you. There’s a pause, a long pause, and then he’s breaking into a smile. The prettiest smile you’ve ever seen. He knew it was you. He’s strutting towards you before you can flee the scene. His arms wrap around your waist and he’s lifting you up into his chest, your toes barely holding you up on the sidewalk. He breathes you in, the scent of your hair (something similar to an aromatherapy essential oil rather than the fruity scents you went for in high school). He wonders what else about you had changed, did you still like your favorite ice cream flavor? Did you still have the same favorite pizza toppings?

“Hi.” You squeak out, not minding how he’s squishing you.

“Hi.” He sighs. 5 long years without this. No one’s hug’s compared to yours. Steve’s we’re strong and shy, quick to separate due to lack of touch throughout his life. Chrissy’s we’re short and sweet. Amanda’s (a random hookup from the bar) we’re tight and clingy, mixed in with a few kisses on the jaw. Anyone he had hugged had not meant as much to him as you therefore their hugs didn’t compare. “You’re moving back?”

“Yeah.” You smile, arms clinging around his shoulders. “I’m back.”

As much as he doesn’t want to let you go, he pulls back, his hands on your waist. He takes in your clothes, your hair style, your demeanor. It’s much more shy than he was used to. Are you shy now? Is that who you were? Or was it that he was now a stranger?

“I can’t believe you’re here.” He states, almost amazed that this is real. You’re really here. “You missed me huh?” He jokes, tries to lighten the tension.

“I did.” You say honestly. “Everyday that I was away.” You take a step back, his hands falling from your hips and searching for you again. “Eddi-“

“Don’t. Please.” He begs. “I-“

“I’m sorry.” You cut him off, same as he did to you. “I’m so fucking sorry.”

“No, no.” He shakes his head. “I’m sorry. I was such a sick. You didn’t deserve that and I ruined everything.”

“You ruined everything? Eddie it was all me. All me. It’s my fault we fell apart and I’m sorry.” Your voice wobbles with tears in your eyes. “I was a different person back then. I depended on you too much. I was jealous of you.”

“What? Jealous of me? How could you be? You’re this amazing person and I was a nobody.” He cups your cheeks, brushing away tears.

“You were everything to me. So free and fearless. So incredibly cute and funny and so many people loved you and wanted to be in your presence. You were everything I wanted to be.”

“You’re crazy! I wasn’t any of those things without you.” He kisses your forehead. “You are my best friend and I love you. I still do. After all this time, you’re still the person I want by my side through everything.” He smiles and runs his thumbs across your wet cheeks.

“I was so in love with you Eddie. A part of me still loves you. I’m so sorry.” You lean into his hand. “But you got with Steve and I was mad and it kept building when I would see you together. Then I thought he was hot and I wanted to fuck him and hurt you because I was hurt. I became this person who was capable of hurting my best friend and it wasn’t the person you needed in your life. Then I moved and I thought it would be what was best for you. I had no control over the move but I also didn’t fight it, ya know?” You rambled.

“There’s so much to unpack there and I don’t know where to start.” He laughs through his tears. Your hands rest in his wrists as he holds you close. “I’ve loved you. I always have. But you never seemed interested and I was exploring my sexuality. You’re right, Steve’s hot and all but we were both in a place where we just needed to experience things. We’re good friends now but that’s all.”

“I still hate you for that though.” You joke. “I know things are different now. I know we’re strangers but I need you back in my life Eddie. Whether that’s as a friend or lover or whatever. I just need you some way with me.”

“I need you too. I’ve always needed you. I’m not saying that to guilt trip you or make you feel bad, I just need you to know that I’m sorry and I love you.” He rests his forehead on yours.

“I’m willing to try to mend our friendship if you are. No bullshit or games.” You kiss his cheek.

“I’m not letting you leave me again.” He closes his eyes, “it hurt too much the first time. No one could fill that void.”

“I’ll forever apologize and try to make it up to you. You deserve love and happiness and all the good things in life.” You kiss his right palm.

“The only thing I want or ever need is standing right in front of me.” He smiles. He doesn’t kiss your lips as much as you both want him too. Instead he plants a kiss to your nose, slipping his hands down, yours follow with him. He laces his right hand with your left. “So? What next?”

“You can help me move in? And maybe stay the night?” You asks shyly.

“You sure? I mean, I may be trying to trick you and get payback for everything you did. I might try to curse every part of your place with my Satanism.” He shrugs and opens the trunk.

“Oh my god! Shut up! I’m sorry I said that okay!” You push his shoulder, laughing as he hands you a box. You’re both joking and laughing as if everything is the same it was years ago.

From across the street, Steve looks over at Eddie and meets Robin’s eyes. She had been watching him ever since Eddie left their group. He shakes his head as she gives him a sympathetic look. She says I’m sorry with her eyes. Steve says nothing as he gets back into the car and drives away without Eddie.

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C, E, and J from the fanfic asks:)

oooo alright alright so!

C:  How did you come up with the title to [insert fic?]

You didn’t insert any fic name haha so I’ll just do all of the ones I’ve uploaded.

-Hurt Like Hell, Heal Like Heaven: This one was actually originally the title of a South Park fic I never finished like years ago with a very different storyline and one day while I was scrolling through my notes app, I saw it, saw the title and thought that it’d make a great title for the fic I was currently working on instead! So, I took that title, and ended up using it for that! Like repurposing it kinda lmfao

-Stupid, Beautiful Cause: Describing Lute’s feelings towards Adam in the title. Like he was the cause for all the weird ways she started feeling and acting, and it was so stupid but… damn beautiful at the same time

-Vermillion: This was based off of the title of a Slipknot song I listened to A LOT while writing this. The actual title of that one was “Vermillion Pt. 2” but I simplified it, haha. I listened to a lotta Slipknot in general in the process of this, but I feel like this one fit the most due to the title itself describing the color of Adam’s demon wings and also the lyrics remind me of how Adam probably looks at Lute after he realizes he’s a demon. Thinking he’s not gonna be accepted but still holds her so dear to his heart!!

E: What character do you identify with most?  Is there a certain fic of yours that captures these qualities particularly well?

In general, I identify with a lot of different characters for various reasons. Like Nicole from Co09, Olive Penderghast from Easy A, Kim Pine from SPVTW, and Max from ST. (There’s prob more) In terms of the ones I’ve actually written fanfiction about though, I lowkey relate to both Lute and Adam at the same time LMFAO. In general, I think I’m pretty sarcastic/snarky for the most part, just getting a kick out of messing with people (not in a bad way i promise its all in good fun unless theyre a legitimate asshole) though at the same time it also seems like I’m very done with everything some days. Other days though, I can be off my sht if you get me pumped, and I fucking love metal dude. I think pretty much all my fics are somewhat self-indulgent in ways, like essentially describing my ideal dynamics/processing certain situations and stuff. So there’s that!

J:  What’s your favorite fanfic trope?  Have you written it?

CLASSIC HURT/COMFORT! And yes, all of my fics posted as of now are exactly that. But at the same time, I dig a solid band AU or just two characters having the absolute times of their lives together, acting like idiot assholes just doing dumb shit they know they’re gonna regret the next morning, but, eh! To hell with it! Oh and I’m also a sucker for some level of intimacy in all fics. That just hits!

Thank you for the ask :)