#metalhead x goth

[morbid-mary]

OMG i’ve been scavenging tumblr for eddie x goth!reader fics and i’ve had no luck so far :( they HAVE to exist. they just have to.

There has to be at least ONE somewhere. There's got to be. We'll find one and if not I'll see if I can make one because this pairing is just TOO good for there not to be any fics out there for it! I think Eddie would adore a goth!reader/goth!oc 😭

[hauntedxd0ll]

This is 30 ✨️🥀

[jumexju]

SUGGESTION

Pairing !! : Carl Grimes / Fem Reader

Fic Type !! : Headcanons, Fluff, Comfort

CW !! : canon typical mentions of violence/death, gn reader unless i specify otherwise, trauma/sa mentions

Summary !! : Just some fluff hcs about carl cuz i miss him

Notes !! : feeding carl fans after I finished the series like a year ago (bcs i rewatched it) (I love that white boy) enjoy lololol :3

✦ MASTERLIST

ᰔ if youre a melomaniac, carl would def be stuffing vinyls into his bag while out on runs just in case you happen to like the music (he gets happy when u get happy)

ᰔ carl n you def sit in his room just to listen to music (lowk parallel play)

ᰔ speaking of parellel play, hes a sucker for it !! you dont gotta be doing something together, even if the two of you are doing your own thing, he prefers having you near him while doing it

ex : he's reading comics while youre drawing/writing/etc

ᰔ carl likes hearing abt your hobbies and if you got the random knowledge flavor of the tism, he loves hearing the random knowledge you bestow upon him at the strangest times

ex : "carl" "yeah?" "did you know that playing instruments can make you smarter?" ".. how?" *proceeds to explain how the brain works*

ᰔ if you play an instrument, carl loves hearing you play songs you know or have even written yourself (hes your number one fan!!!!!

ᰔ if you wear glasses, you probably lost them/cant use them anymore since the prescription has to be updated. SO : carl would do his best to help you with that

ᰔ he'd read to you if your eyes get tired and describe sights to you if your eye sight's that bad (he finds you squinting adorable, but he wont tell you that)

ᰔ he rarely ever takes off his sheriffs hat but he finds it endearing when you take it off his head and put it on yourself (he thinks u look cute chat)

ᰔ if you love to read, carls bringing you books he found on runs and likes to have you read to him, esp if you have a good reading voice

ᰔ carl sometimes struggles with his self esteem which just got worse with the loss of his eye, because of this he feels real warm when you tell him he's pretty and cup his cheek like he's your treasure

ᰔ imo carl's a pretty shy guy so he doesn't really like any pda unless its like hand holding n stuff (love this guy fr)

ᰔ he does like cheek n mouth kisses but like not in public chat sorry but that boy has like a 6/10 rizz (teenage loser rizz fr)

ᰔ michonne teases him about his affections towards you and he gets all red n sheepish (i love you michonne), he also lowk rants about u to her

ᰔ he likes locking arms with u bcs it helps him walk straight n not bump into you (due to his eye screwing with his depth perception and coordination), but also cuz he likes feeling close to u

ᰔ he escapes to the forest with you to read or just explore outside sometimes

ᰔ basic but he lets you trim his hair if youre experienced in cutting hair (i.e : if you cut your own hair)

ᰔ carl sometimes doesnt like when people touch him bcs of what happened to him (s4 2nd to last episode) and he doesnt open up abt it, but if u ask him he'll tell u

ᰔ during those moments, he prefers to just lay his head on your shoulder and just be there with you thinking about nothing

ᰔ carl would listen to descendents so bad guys trust me

ᰔ stargazing with him is a dream

ᰔ if you have trauma from sa he makes an effort to understand you and tried to get you to be open and honest with him bcs it helps him better understand your situation

---- ok now for my alt readers ----

ᰔ if youre a metalhead, he finds it so cute when he sees you get all dark n immersed in the song youre listening to and if you sing it dramatically? he's filled with a tenderness for you

ᰔ if youre a music nerd he loves it when you tell him about the bands youre into and the lore !!

ex : "yeah Ozzy bit an actual bat once cuz he thought it was a prop, he had to go to the hospital after," "im sorry- he bit a bat??"

ᰔ yes its the zombie apocalypse but that doesnt mean you cant raid hot topic/thrift stores/abandoned shop for clothes slay !!! if you're goth, he wears your studded bracelets (they remind him of you)

ᰔ he also finds the music you listen to romantic and lowk endearing (joy division listeners wya???), probably makes you playlists in cassette form so you can both listen to them

ᰔ he'd let you paint his nails black sorry its the truth and he slays with it

ok im going to sleep

bye chat

[dead-dolphins]

Dilf Metalhead Eren drabble!!!

Mikasa leaned against the plastic doorframe, arms crossed, watching as Eren crouched inside the small, colorful castle he had assembled. Pillows lined the interior, and a tiny plastic chandelier hung overhead. His head just barely brushed the low ceiling.

"Babe, what are you doing?" she asked, her tone a mix of amusement and curiosity.

Eren, sprawled out on a tiny cushion, grinned as if he’d discovered the greatest treasure in the world. "I've built a princess castle for the girls! You know, for when they grow up!" His voice was filled with pride, like he was unveiling some grand architectural feat.

Mikasa raised an eyebrow. "I see that... but why are you using the castle?"

Eren’s grin widened. "Are you kidding? It's amazing in here! Perfect hideaway, the light is just right, and look—" he pointed to the little window cutouts, "the view’s not bad."

She couldn’t help but laugh, shaking her head. "I think the girls will have to fight you for it when they get bigger."

He waved her over. "You’ll see. It’s the ultimate fort—fit for a queen too."

Mikasa stepped closer, trying to hide her smile. "You’re ridiculous."

Eren, beaming like a child, patted the cushion next to him. "Come on, Mikasa. Room for two."

Inspo:

[malixxxmizer]

Shadow x goth! Latina reader

I need to see some shadow the hedgehog x goth Latina reader right NEOWWWWW!

Like I need some in depth series about how they’re literally just a modern day morticia and gomez. Just another a spooky alternative couple for the win.

I know shadow loves latinas, but GOTH LATINAS (me)?!?!? If ANYONE, ANYONE AT ALL knows where I can find this then please let me know….

I will not listen, shadow is the metalhead boyfriend that wears corpse paint to match your makeup, I said what I said…

[v1rtualv4mp]

I desperately need someone to write a Daryl x alt reader oneshot

I just want to be his freak bubbly partner with a diabolical appearance

[lil-bitchy-bride]

Loner gang ✌️

[daremna]

metalhead x goth moodboard for anon

[ifhymona]

٭* Not Too Late *٭

Chapter 10 | chino moreno x reader

chapter 9 | update ! | AO3

1.9k words

y/n’s pov:

i barely got any sleep last night. i mean, how could i? my mind kept replaying yesterday. i was lost and confused. but not only that, the thought of what chino and me were doing, left me in a daze. what does last night mean for us? what does last night mean to him?

i’ve slept for at least three hours, but not simultaneously. my eyes felt heavy enough to go back to bed.

i looked over to my right and read the time. 7:10 AM. better get some sleep now before i’m too tired throughout today. i turned back over to my side and dozed off.

~

after finally getting four full hours of sleep, i had gotten up and went to take a shower. i still felt nasty from last night so it helped calm my mind down.

i walked out into the living room to get to my kitchen. my mom was sitting on the couch.

“good morning sleeping beauty. i see you decided to sleep in considering you had an active night last night.” she sipped her tea. i could feel her judgement coming towards me.

i groaned, knowing she was gonna bring this back up. “mom! i’m 20 years old. i should be able to go out with people without having to worry about my mother interrupting!” i grabbed a mug and poured the rest of the hot water my mom had left over in the kettle.

“yeah well i wouldn’t have to interrupt if you didn’t do your business in front of the house! do you know what the neighbors would’ve thought? especially if deborah seen.” she gagged and rolled her eyes. deborah was my mom’s neighbor enemy. they never established that they were enemies but they both kind of agreed on it without saying anything.

“i don’t even know why you care about everybody else’s opinion. it’s not like they weren’t all sleeping anyway!” i exclaimed, grabbing the milk from the fridge.

“that’s not the point y/n!” she paused because she noticed i was too focused on making my tea. i quickly finished up and walked over to the couch. i motioned my hand to indicate for her to continue while sitting down. she had a very dissatisfied look on her face. her look was so unbearable, i looked away sipping my tea. “you can’t just make out with people in front of the house!”

a sigh left my mouth. “i know mom. we were just talking and then things.. escalated.” i shrugged.

“yeah, i could tell.” she said giving me the side eye. i could hear the hint of sarcasm behind her voice. “next time, just make sure you do it as far way from the house as possible, alright?” a knock came from the door. she put her mug down onto the coffee table and went over to answer.

“camillo? what are you doing here?” her face was puzzled.

“hi mrs. l/n. these are for you!” chino held out a vase of flowers. “i’m sorry you had to see me and y/n like that last night. i wanted to make it up to you!” what the hell was chino doing?

“oh my! i haven’t received flowers in forever!” she squealed in excitement. yeah, you can say my mom is easily impressed. “thank you so much camillo! you know flattery will get you everywhere in life. please come in!” chino’s eyes laid on me as soon as he walked in. “so camillo, what can i do you for you?” she walked over to the counter and place down her new beautiful vase of flowers.

“i hope you don’t mind but would it be okay if i talked to y/n?” she turned around and rose her eyebrow. “alone?” how bold of him to be asking my mother of such things. she looked at me then back at chino. her stare always makes me break a sweat.

“fine! but no funny business!” she pointed at chino before leaving to her room. must’ve been the flowers that convinced her.

chino turned to me after hearing her door close. i got up and walked towards him. “now why would you sweeten up my mom like that?” i titled my head giggling.

“like i said, i wanted to make it up to her.” he smirked. “besides, i needed a reason to see you after last night.” i felt a little relieved hearing him say that. at least he’s been thinking about it too.

“about that-“ he cut me off.

“look!” he pulled out a single rose from his back pocket. “i brought this for you too.”

i gasped. “chino! you really didn’t have to!” i’ve never gotten flowers from anybody before. well a flower. chino never striked me as the romantic type.

“let me take you out. so we can talk about last night?” that wasn’t a half bad idea. now that we were sobered up, maybe we can get some things straight. my mind was too scrambled after last night, i needed answers.

i nodded. “let me just change my clothes real quick.” i started to walk to my room but he followed me. “you have to wait out here! i don’t want us getting in trouble again.” i said pushing him back towards to the living room.

“oh right.” he nervously chuckled.

~

i had no idea where chino was gonna take me. my heart was pounding thinking about what he’s gonna say to me. the sounds of my stomach grumbling interrupted the silence.

“you hungry?” chino asked. “we should get something to eat before we leave.”

“leave to where?” i tried to get an answer out of him.

he smiled. “you’ll see. where do you wanna eat?” my stomach growled again. i guess i was a little hungry.

“let’s go get jimmy��s. fries with their sauce sound super good to me right now.”

“your wish is my command.” he smirked.

he pulled into the drive-thru and ordered both of us a burger and a large fry to share. i got a dr pepper and he got a chocolate shake. i tried to give chino money for it but he wouldn’t let me.

“what kind of guy would i be if i don’t pay for the food on the first date?” he said pushing my money back into my pocket.

“oh so this is a date?” i leaned my face closer to him.

he smirked. “what if i told you it was?” his eyes analyzed mine. our faces were inches apart from each other. it suddenly grew hot.

“well i wouldn’t mind if it was.” i grinned. “you know how much i love hanging with you.” i brushed my hand against his face.

he tucked my hair behind my ear. “i’ve always wanted to that.” he flashed his smile at me. his hand ran through my hair.

~

we drove up and parked on a cliff side a little past sacramento. “it’s beautiful chino!” i said, stepping out of the car. the sky was blue and a hazy orange with pink undertones. the clouds looked like cotton balls. we could see the entire city from up here. all the cars driving by and the birds flying high.

chino stepped out of the car and hopped on his hood. “i knew you’d like it up here. i come up here sometimes to write lyrics.” he pat his hand right next to him, indicating for me to sit.

i hesitantly sat on the hood, hoping it wouldn’t dent. “what do you write the most about?”

he handed me my food. “i guess just whatever’s on my mind. sometimes my lyrics won’t have nothing to do with me, just a story.” he shrugged.

we sat there in silence, staring at the view. secretly, i felt like i about to have a panic attack. i’ve never felt this nervous before. what if chino was just drunk and acted on impulse? what if he didn’t want to be my friend anymore because of it? i was scared of the possible outcomes this could lead us to.

chino spoke. “so about last night…” i looked out at the view from the cliff mentally preparing myself for every bad thing that could happen right now.

“i understand. you were drunk and you regret it and that’s totally fine.”

“what are you on? i don’t regret it at all.” he scoffed.

“what? but i thought-“

“well you thought wrong. look y/n, i like you! ever since our night at the swings, i’ve been so confused about my feelings towards you. i thought no way i could like you. but last night changed that.”

his gaze softened at me waiting for an answer. “say something.” i couldn’t speak. he left me absolutely speechless. this feels like a dream. never did i think that chino would like me back. there were too many thoughts in my mind to say anything.

when i snapped out of my thoughts, chino had a disappointed look on his face. i suddenly leaned into him and pressed my lips against him. “i like you too, chino.” he cupped my face and brought me closer.

i scratched the back of his neck, moaning into his mouth. but before anything could escalate, he pulled away but remained close. “let’s not get carried away.” he smirked. damn you, chino!

i cleaned myself up a little bit. i couldn’t help but feel embarrassed. “so… what do you want us to be? there’s obviously a chemistry between us.” i dip my fry into his shake grinning at him. he had a sneer look on his face.

“i don’t think we should label anything yet.” i gave him a look. “it’s just that, i don’t wanna rush into anything. i really care about you so we should take things slow.”

his words made goosebumps grow over my body. i didn’t think he cared about me this much. “so are you suggesting we be friends with benefits?” i giggle at the idea. who would’ve thought this would be happening to little ole me?

“well when you put it like that it sounds bad.” he laughed nervously before pausing. “but yeah basically.”

i smirked. “you wouldn’t mind if i went out with other guys though, right?”

“no!” he quickly responded with a stern voice. he shook his face while clearing his throat. “i was thinking we could just be each others go to hook up whenever we needed it or something.” he mumbled. my heart started racing at what chino wanted.

“chino, i don’t want you to give up not seeing other girls. especially if we’re not even dating. i feel bad.” i shrugged.

“i’m willing to give that up for you.” he smiled at me and wrapped his arm around my waist. “besides, you’re the only girl i have my eyes on.” butterflies exploded in my stomach. at least that’s what it felt like because holy fuck. i didn’t think a man was capable of giving something up like that. i felt a little special.

i smiled back at him and kissed his cheek. “you pinky promise you’ll stay true to me if i stay true to you?” i stuck out my picky finger towards him.

he chuckled before pinky promising. “i pinky promise.” we turned back to the beautiful view. i rested my head on his shoulder and he rested his head on mine. his arm held me tight, close to his chest. the smell of his cologne made me want to be like this forever. i wouldn’t wanna be anywhere else with anybody else right now. this moment was absolutely perfect.

a/n: i hope everyone enjoyed today’s chapter !! i do have a few announcements to make. my first announcement is that i will be going on break for two weeks. i wanna catch up on some writing before i continue publishing these chapters. so i will be back March 29th ! and for the other announcement, when i come back, im not going to continue to post on tumblr anymore. i get shadow banned pretty often because of these posts and it’s kind of disappointing to see my chapters aren’t doing well as they are on ao3. so im sorry to all my tumblr readers but if you want to continue reading not too late, it will be posted on my ao3 from this point on. but if anyone opposes it, please just comment and i will keep posting on here. anything for my readers ! lots of love <3

[vampirefreakzx]

Lyda WIP

[sbwrites]

PLEASE i need more goth!reader and Eddie!!

Ok ok here’s some headcannons <3

• when you join hellfire he always lets your character survive and the others get super pissed off

•I think he’s 50/50 on your favourite goth bands but he can get down to siouxie and the banshees

•literally begs you to do his make up like yours black lipstick and everything

•you have patch sewing dates once you’ve both accumulated enough patches

•takes you on dates to the cemetery at night

•Wayne isn’t surprised at all when he introduces you to him he’s just like yup another eddie lmao

•you learn songs together on guitar and he lets you sub for the band if Jeff isn’t available

•makes you come to band practice every time though

•in the summer you’re both basically vampires so you have a lot of late night dates

•he’s a thrifting god and finds nice clothes for you when he goes

•he gave you a necklace with a vile of his blood on without you even asking

•he literally worships the ground you walk on and follows you around like a lost puppy

•he panicked when you came out of a mosh pit with a bloody nose at a concert

•he definitely developed a crush on Elvira but your crush on her is still bigger

•horror movie dates>>

[loricvampyr]

X-men '97

[dead-dolphins]

https://x.com/nemisoup/status/1850550124591677822?t=8ZpeEK4OLLbx05JRLj6VdA&s=19

Gothkasa x Metalheadren's little family?? 🫠

OH MY GOD YES YES YESSSS😭😭😭♥️ THIS IS SO CUTE AND 100% METALHEAD EREN ACCURATE!!!

Metalhead Eren would totally dress his children as little demon just because he calls them his litol demon 🥹🥹♥️♥️♥️

[lil-bitchy-bride]

I wil never shut up about them

[jax0narts]

Metalhead Steve with Goth Eddie who I accidentally made really fem but he looks pretty so I’m not changing it

[asheimmortal]

I've been meaning to do a video on this, but ya know, can't make videos in or around the shelter at all.

So throughout my life I used to think that super skinny hot girls only get into whatever to snag the men. This could be scenes or specific sports, what have you. Scenes can mean music genres or things like hanging around tattoo shops. There is a bit of that need to be the queen bee and stick their nose in the air that they married a tattoo artist, a doctor, a pro dirt bike rider, whatever the fucking scene they choose to rule over. As a younger adult I was trying to figure out why every last guy who is into goth, punk, metal, etc. will ONLY be with a size 0 perfect 10 normal looking preppy queen bee. Like don't you want someone who shares your interests?! But at this age I've learned the answer is NO, cis het men are 1000% about LOOKS and looks alone.

Then fast forward to recent times and before I got into the shelter I bought a pack of poster board to make signs to panhandle with. And I was trying to think of something kinda funny about like "goths can be homeless too", or something. But I couldn't think of anything. Then it dawned on me that there ARE NO other homeless goths today. Maybe when I was a teenager, but not now. And so maybe I've been asking the wrong questions all of my life! 😮

1. Why does every other goth have a good job and financially secure life?!?! How come everyone else can have crazy hair, be covered in tattoos, face tattoos, holes in their face and whatever else the fuck they want to do with themselves and STILL get to fucking work at Bank of America, Microsoft, a doctor's office, a regular retail store, or what have you??!? Why does everyone else get to do what they want and still get a job when I've been completely outcast for being a fat girl just in itself?!?!!! That has driven me nuts my whole life!!! It's always been expected of ME to ultra conform, be under 100 lbs, be 0% body fat, have long hair, and appease the cis het yt man's ideals in order to ever have hope of having a job or a man in my life ever! It's what they've all been trying to pound into my head since I was old enough to walk & talk!!! Why in the fuck does everyone else get to be exactly who they are but I've been condemned to a lifetime of unemployment & homelessness?!?! Why is every other goth financially secure and not in danger of homelessness?!?! Why does everyone else get to do as they please but I'm expected to finally conform and fit all of the boxes of under 100 lbs, 0% body fat, long blonde hair & pretty in order to get a job & be a part of society?!?! It's the endless cycle of WTF I've been stuck in my whole life!!! I'm autistic and I need answers!!!!!! It's fucking maddening!!!!!!

SO the conclusion that hit me was, I'm sort of asking the wrong questions... Maybe the bigger question is why don't other fat girls have any kind of personality?!? Why aren't there other obese people (specifically afab ones) that are hardcore into goth, punk, metal, etc.?!?!?!!? Maybe if there were representation and a wide variety of what obese people were into, maybe we could have normalized this in society by now that not all obese people desire to be ultra conformist?!?!!!?! So why is it all the obese people are all the God, guns, church & football 'merica conformists?!?! I'm just the ONLY fat ass afab anti-capitalist, anarchist, punk, goth, metalhead in existence?!?!!! No wonder it's been so rough!!! I'm the outcast of the outcasts! Yeah if I had no personality and watched football and only babbled about God, Jesus and the bible I probably would have been married and had some average life and not be homeless! But I've always been the rebellious, fuck this, fuck society, fuck12, goth little horror kid from the start and I always refused to conform! I just happen to be fat and afab too. And the unholy trinity of fat, afab & rebellious means I truly am cast out to this lifetime of unemployment, homelessness and loneliness.

Even if I finally figured out what has plagued me my whole life, I STILL flat out refuse to even try to conform. Fuck no. It's too exhausting. I have tried before. I really have tried. But the vampire freak who likes food is just who I am. I wish I didn't have to be homeless to be me. 😞

SIGH.