#palaye

[mariaoncocoa]

Pspspspsps royal council

[miranalvjy]

Yello world once again, this is the fanfic I've been working on for a few months, I'm not sure if anyone would be interested in it, however I'm super proud of this one and I've been enjoying writing it so far.

It's definetly not for everyone as it has some pretty dark and deep subjects in it such as:

-Drug abuse/use

-Alcohol abuse/use

-Depression

-Self-harm/destructive behavior

-Sexual assault

-Family problems

-Suicidal thoughts

-Abuse

If any of this triggers you, please do not read the fanfic or with your own risks. I recommend you to stop at the first chapter if you don't like this.

You are probably thinking: "Why would you write something like this?" And you're totally asking a valid question, I asked it myself too and my response was: "Because it helps me heal and I enjoy this fucked up thing called trauma bond, between me and Giorgia, even tho she has it rougher then I ever had. I also challenge myself with trying to write about something/someone I never tried to write about, this is a new writing style I always wanted to try, and as long as I enjoy and can think of a great way to do this, I will."

Somehow way back in 2018 and 2019 I managed to start writing on Wattpad in my native language... it was a Tom Holland fanfic that was super super cringe and poorly written, yet it still got thousands of views and saves, it even got so popular people put it into lists of great fanfiction. After I realized that I got somewhat famous I tried to force writing on myself, I tried to do a schedule, do chapters every three days or so, and I got soooooo overwhelmed I just couldn't. At the same time I was going thru some deep family shit and other things so I didn't even had the time to write. I grew up and I totally forgot about that one small five chapter long Tom Holland fanfic on Wattpad... I still remember the name and all hehe, good old times I guess?! After a few years in 2022 Wattpad got popular again and I got into a new fandom and I was in search for some good fanfics when I remembered I had an account, I was cringing so hard when I reread that fanfic that all I could do was to delete it and put it behind my back forever.

Now I guess history repeats itself, I'm once again in a new fandom and I want to read and write fanfics of people I would never even meet 🫡😭😂

Sooooo a thousand words ends the same, I just want to try and get some other lovely people in the fandoms I'm in to enjoy these cringey fangirly fanfics <3

Love for now, and hey if you made it this far, why don't you go read my fanfic 🫶

[chemical-killjoy]

Damn. Palaye Royale weren't lying calling Songs for Sadness that name, I'm crying. But also the lyrics? The melodies? The videos? Guys we're in a new era but something feels old about it. Anyway I love this ep and am listening to it on repeat

[royalebvb409]

My camera quality is still shit and I'm still obsessed with @palayeroyale Still fancy remington and emerson 4x always the best #palayeroyale #soldieroftheroyalcouncil #sebastiandanzig #emersonbarrett #remingtonleith #palaye #manchester #livemusic #manchesteracademy #5yearslaterstillobsessed #emo #rock #alwaysworthit #bestnightsofmylife (at Manchester Academy) https://www.instagram.com/p/CoYTdNxKJ0Q/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[enivrez-vous]

[watashinohikari-8]

Happy birthday to Sebastian!

[strange-birb]

INDRODUCING: ROY HARPER “ the P U N K” 🤘🤘

Finally finished I actually had such a hard time with him Ngl but I love him

He is backup guitar sometimes lead

Him and Jason had a make out arch while guitar barreling ….. how you ask ? No idea but they did lol

He is super fun with the crowd

Matches Jason with subtle green stiches and jewelry

Flips while solos

Climbs on shit

Upside down I’ve the crowd playing

Smashed guitar at end of show

Neon green strings that light up under black light

JASON

CASS

TIM

STEPH

[remingtonisleithal]

GUYS WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON WITH EMERSON AND PALAYE?!?!?!?!!!!!! HE CAN'T BE!! NO!!! I AM IN DENIAL!! I CAN'T HANDLE THIS!!!

[rosebushjhj]

Do you just randomly catch yourself looking at pictures or band members and giggling like a schoolgirl

[killtheteenager]

love to sit on my table with a headphones on ears listening to palaye royale while drawing or doing homework

[chemical-killjoy]

Morning Light

Chapter 4

(previous chapter here, my masterlist has all chapters under the Remington section <3)

Vampire Remington x fem reader

Word Count: 650

Warnings: brief mentions of kidnapping, general death, violence and vampire-making

Summary: Sebastion knows more information that he lets on...

Author's Note: Sorry this has taken me so so SO long to update!!! Me and @smiling-girl have both been super busy, but I'll try to get back on track <3 thank you again @fedorable-killjoys for this amazing collage!

Sebastian sat by the fire at his favourite bistro. The smell of the leather couch under him and  the whisky in his hands both calmed him, but the fire reflected memories in his eyes. 

He was grateful he was alone tonight. 

How long had it been since he had seen Y/N’s face?? A hundred years, at least. Not since Guinevere. No, he couldn’t think about that. It wasn’t the 1700s anymore. It was the 2020s. He was safe. His brothers were safe. That dark night couldn’t touch them anymore. 

But the truth was Y/N wasn’t safe. Just as Gwen wasn’t. If only he could go back. 

Rain poured alongside the blood, and thunder covered the sounds of screams. If he had taken the deal, it would have worked in his favour. There would be one less body.

The night had started simply. 

The doors to the manor opened up as men in cloaks burst through. 

They were silent, all black figures. But the man in the center, a foot taller than the others, was recognised by Sebastian. Both knew the cloak was unnecessary. But then what was this all for if not a little showmanship? 

“You’ve taken her. Haven't you.” Sebastian asked the question as a statement, an icy chill settling in his stomach.

The hooded man’s silence was the only response he needed. 

Sebastian nodded. Took a deep breath. A swig of his liquor. And threw the glass at the hooded man, who dodged and the glass shattered against the walls. 

Chaos was unleashed as Sebastian fought tooth and nail to pummel the tall man into the ground, or at least fight his way past, unmask these bastards, break free, find Gwen. Protect her. 

He did all he could. 

But he was only one man. Before long, he was held down by three hooded figures, and the tallest man leaned close to his ear, only his green eyes visible through the shadow of the hood. 

“You should have joined me.” the man sighed. “But since you didn’t join me… I guess you are against me. We shall have some fun, you and I.”

A sharp sting tore at his neck as he was bitten, changed forever.

That night was the worst of Sebastian’s life. He fought, his brothers fought, startled into chaos and leaping in to protect their brother, although they did not yet know why, as primal instincts kicked in as bodies took action to defend themselves from the assault of fists and knives... but it was pointless. By morning light, they were vampires, and the bodies piled high. Guinevere was dead, so were half the manor’s staff and men in cloaks, faceless beasts just adding to the bloodshed.

From what Sebastian could tell, Remington had blocked a lot of it out, or somehow didn't remember. Emerson escaped into his art. But it was never far from Sebastian’s mind, the burden of being the only one to know the truth of that night. There were nights he thought it would kill him. That was, until he met Larisa. He didn’t think he could love anyone quite like he loved Gwen until he met Larisa. He started to believe that for the next 50 years, he could be happy, safe. Maybe even have a family.

Then Y/N showed up. A reminder of his oldest enemy and oldest companion. Oldest wounds. 

He remembered the hooded man scooping your unconscious body off the concrete, fangs still dripping with blood. Sebastian knew why you were taken. He just didn’t know you survived. And he could never tell his brothers. 

If Y/N was back, that means no one was safe. Anything could have happened to the many involved in that sick game. Maybe he was killed, maybe they were all safe, and that’s how Y/N survived. But Sebastian had a strong suspicion that this was just the start.

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[kthmlk]

thoughts thoughts thoughts

[candlestiick-dot-zip]

i wish pop punk/punk rock bands had photocards the kpop does. why would i not want to trade an officially licensed picture of remington leith for an officially licensed picture of english teacher frank iero. give me party poison gerard way and i will give you intellectual property awsten knight. photocards are so silly but why would you not pay to have patrick stump in your pocket?

STEAL THE PHOTOCARDS FROM THE KPOP STANS

[palayeroyales]

PALAYE ROYALE ✦ SHOWBIZ So they kill another dream Feed on my self-esteem "Well, hey, kids, this is showbiz"

[the-blinkie-guy]

𝕤𝕦𝕞 𝕓𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕓𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕚 𝕞𝕒𝕕𝕖 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕤𝕔𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙 𝕠𝕟 𝕡𝕙𝕠𝕥𝕠𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕡 :𝔻𝔻 (𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕕𝕚𝕥 𝕚𝕤𝕟'𝕥 𝕠𝕓𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕒𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪 𝕞𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕕!!)