#sEbAsTiAn ShVaGeNbAgEn

[umbrellazontik]

Oops🤭

[xseizure-candyx]

✨🩷Unhinged glam sketch, it was 4:am and i had one eye open, i hate how i drew his face, bit i drew a new one and i like it better

[tearsofafreak]

Glam

[sp4ce-g1rl]

someone draw a shvagenbagen in this NOW 🙈

[ur-fav-is-autistic]

Glam [Sebastian] Shvagenbagen from Metal Family is autistic

[I don't know how to define this, none of that family is neurotypical]

Glam A.K.A Sebastian Shvagenbagen from Metal Family is Autistic!

[pinkwizardgiver]

Follow your heart (Pt. 1)

Glam / Sebastian Shvagenbagen x fem!Reader

Music, candlelight, and expensive perfume. Where people reunite and others meet.

______________________________________________________________ Before Glam, his name was Sebastian, the son of Gustav Shvagenbagen. A talented violin player living a double life. She was a young opera singer who recently moved to Russia with her loving father. Their paths crossed, an undeniable conection just when they needed each other the most. Their lives have been written for them, but when the heart calls to live another one, which path are they choosing?

A/N: A little slow burn, I think? Both Glam and Reader are 18 years old. English is not my first language, but I’ll do my best. Hope you like it :)

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The Spring Gala. Only the wealthiest families of the city were invited and it was known in the past for being the night where most marriages were arranged. Sure, times have changed, but if the kids of these families were to marry for love… it would be even better if they fell for someone whose last name meant economic security for the rest of their lives, right?

Gustav and Mary Shvagenbagen attended the Gala every year. Last year was Lydia’s first time attending, since she reached the majority of age first, and this year was Sebastian’s debut. The whole family wearing their best clothes and pride high. They are the best of the best, after all.

As usual, once inside they became the center of attention. Many guests looking their way but no one brave enough to approach them and start an actual conversation. That was until…

-Gustav Shvagenbagen!- a smiling man walked towards them followed by a young lady. -It has been a while.

-It has indeed, my friend- both, Lydia and Sebastian were surprised by their father’s unusually friendly behavior. -Where have you been all these years?

-Italy. My daughter and I just returned to Russia.- he then turned to the girl behind him. -(Y/n), this is my good friend Gustav Shvagenbagen.

-A pleasure- she timidly offered her hand, and he kissed it in an old fashioned greeting.

-This is my wife Mary, our daughter Lydia, and our son Sebastian.- the women shook hands politely. Then, the young man placed a kiss on (Y/n)’s knuckles like his father did.

(Y/n) couldn’t stop herself from noticing how handsome Sebastian was. His tall and slim figure wearing an expensive looking suit, blonde hair perfectly slicked back, sharp factioned face, but above this and his serious expression, two beautiful blue eyes. Even with the short glimpse they exchanged, she felt like those eyes could see right through her. She felt heat on her cheeks and looked down as soon as she could. Hoping no one else noticed her blushing.

As the night went by, the old friends catched up. (Y/father) talked about their life in Italy and that they came back so (Y/n) could study in the famous music conservatory of the city this summer.

-So you’re a musician.- Said Lydia. -Which instrument do you play?

-Voice. I’m a singer- she felt a little intimidated by Lydia’s presence, plus she could feel the weight of Sebastian’s eyes on her -…Mezzosoprano… I-I sing opera.

She seemed content with the girl’s reply. Gustav then spoke about his young musicians. How Lydia was already studying in the conservatory, and that Sebastian was also going to enter in summer.

After a while, (Y/father) asked for Gustav’s permission to dance with Mary, and after agreeing, Lydia was guided by her father to the dance floor as well, leaving (Y/n) and Sebastian alone.

They stayed silent for a while, looking at the people walzing in the center of the room. Once she gathered the courage, the girl tried to start the conversation.

-I’m glad I came here today. Now that I know Lydia and you, I won’t be alone at school.

He didn’t reply. Just looked at her for a few seconds and then returned his attention to the people dancing. She became nervious again, maybe he didn’t hear her, or her accent was too thick for him to comprehend. After all, she had lived her whole life in Italy, maybe her Russian wasn’t as good as she thought.

-Which instrument do you play?- she tried again.

-The violin- he finally talked, not looking at her.

-You must have good tone then.

-I have ideal tone.

-Cool.- she said a little disappointed at his attitude.

Some time passed in awkward silence but Sebastian didn’t realized it, his eyes were glued ahead while listening to the music the guests were dancing to. When he snapped back to reality he noticed (Y/n) was still beside him, but she looked uncomfortable, looking around as if searching for a way to escape the scene. He suddenly finds himself talking without thinking the words first.

-Do you wanna dance?

She looks at him with a confused look. Wow, she really IS pretty, he thought. Sebastian found her attractive since he first saw her walking behind her father from one side of the room to the other, greeting people every now and then, but now he confirms it.

-Sorry, you asked me to dance with you?- she couldn’t believe her ears. Minutes earlier he acted like he didn’t wanted her near him and now he’s asking her to dance?

-I mean, if you want to, of course- The young man extended his hand. After contemplating it for a while, she took it and let him guide her to the center of the ballroom.

They had fun for hours without noticing, swirling around with the music. He was thankful he didn’t have to spent the night around his family, and dancing with (Y/n) almost made him forget about the pain on his right arm from the studying session he had with his father earlier that night.

She laughed almost every time he made her spin, and that sound made him crack a little smile on his stoic self. He did it often, trying to surprise her every time in hopes to hear her laugh again. Sebastian thought to himself that if her singing was as melodical as her laugh, she was going to be the best singer of the conservatory.

Months passed and summer finally arrived. All the young musicians in the city have been studying for today’s exam, for its result would define if they could study in the conservatory or not.

(Y/n) entered the room and scanned it looking for a place to seat. Walking towards an empty chair, her eyes met a pair of known blue ones. She hadn’t seen Sebastian since the ball, but the anticipation of meeting him again was more stressful than the actual exam. And there he was, sitting at the back of the classroom.

She sat down and saw more people enter the room, one of them was Lydia. She headed straight towards the back without looking at anyone, head high as always. (Y/n) assumed she sat next to Sebastian in the back and forced herself not to take a glance behind. Why was Lydia in the exam if she was already studying in the conservatory?

She closed her eyes to take a deep breath. She needed to focus. This exam was the first step for her to achieve her dreams, she could not afford to be unfocused by the blonde duo sitting behind.

The girl kept her eyes shut as she tried to stabilize her breath and heartbeat. Once she opened them, a tall figure in a black suit was standing in front of the teacher’s desk, violin in hand, ready to take the exam first.

She knew she was going to need to focus again after this, but just for now, she allowed herself to look at him and listen to the so called ideal tone of the blonde man and his beautiful instrument.

[thr4shdoes-selfships]

idea from @fiercestyourmajesty !!

thank you!!!

Just some more Leenebastian content!

Made them with this picrew

Or this alternate version of Leena

(Please ignore that her gloves phase through her sleeves. :'>)

...

There's kinda attempted symbolism behind both of their masks.

Sebastian's is a lamb, which often symbolizes sacrifice and rebirth.

(I hope the reason I chose this is obvious to those who know Metal Family. :'D)

Leena's is a white ferret, which symbolizes optimism, playfulness and friendliness.

They're also seen as protectors (as spirit animals) and are said to urge a person to protect their peace and well-being.

I will explain this in detail soon. But for now, I am not going to.

(Because unfortunately, I don't have the time at the moment :'D)

[k-is-for-potassium]

glam + burn (tx2) post cuz ive been putting it off for a while :D

cw: alcoholism, domestic abuse, and sh mention, swearing, uhh thoughts of murder?

this is mostly about younger glam (like s1 e9 and 10 ish)

the violin intro – glam was under so much pressure to be perfect at the violin so i feel like hed have quite a bit of trauma from it

"i hope you burn" (basically just the whole chorus) – this reminded me of that one bit in his journal where he lets himself slip and writes about what he'd do to gustav if he could. also gustav was an asshole who deserved a painful death

"'cause there's no such thing as hell, but if there was, you'd be the first to burn" – 99% sure glam (and the rest of his metal family) are atheist. also gustav is dead

"oh fuck, what have i done" – i feel like glam would have a bit of trouble snapping back to the calm side of himself, so he may have a few of those thoughts but overall get absorbed into the merciless revenge. idk i wasn't sure how to explain this

"all the words you spit are ingrained" – remember when glam kept snapping at dee while trying to teach him guitar? yeah that's definitely from gustavs constant verbal abuse

"treat a woman like a bitch" – we can't ignore the way mary kept flinching and was always hesitant around gustav. also "she's a girl! [insert whatever comes next cuz i forgot]" like dude. a bit misogynistic, amirite

"i guess your kid's gone mad" – yeah sorry glam but you're a tad bit silly

"look at my wrist" – i believe tx2s original meaning behind this was... something else, but glam also has scars on his wrist from gustavs ruler (which he covers up with the wristbands)

"an alcoholic who couldn't look farther" – gustav was definitely an excessive drinker, and he also couldn't look farther, seeing glam only as someone who needed to be the best of the best, no matter what

honorable mention: "who's the f*g now" – not a glam thing but this was good wordplay because it's both the slur and an old word for a bundle of sticks, like ones that would typically be used in fires

dang this turned out longer than i expected

let's hope it's seen by more than four people :D

[bongwaterbunny]

pluck,

pluck,

strum.

fingers dancing along thin strings,

lines under lines under lines.

like sheets of paper,

stories yet to be told,

words yet to be written.

what is your name

kind stranger?

calluses burning through chords,

wanton aching as the tune settles deep against your wrist.

lines there are more jagged,

aren't they, stranger?

pink, puffy,

pleading under running water for an ounce of sympathy.

school supplies turned into weapons,

rough hands that take and take will never give.

poor stranger,

poor nameless stranger.

with your scarred flesh and bleary eyes,

reflecting back only the surface of the surface,

of the surface of yourself.

pluck,

pluck,

twang.

the string snaps,

and so do you.

pads of your fingers carding thick, knotted hair between grasps.

do you know who you are,

my dearest stranger?

do you know what you want?

your goal?

blink back another sob as you straighten your spine.

tall, proud,

but not quite natural.

and set your guitar down

along with your guard,

daddy won't find you here.

[torevbagel]

Masterlist♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎

It's all bad turn back now

Glam Shvagenbagen

𝑺𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑺𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔

Chapter 1

Tokyo Revengers

𝗛𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗼𝗻𝘀

Favorite pokemon starters

[xivvany]

"Forever Winter" is so chesglam coded you cannot convince me otherwise LIKE??!!!!

[unofuckingmomentoporfavor]

Posting random metal family pictures when i can bc i want to

Day four

[forehandduck557]

It's been... a few days since my last art work. I give you another Metal Institute one.

Hope you enjoy :)

This took a lot of work lmao

[cartoondadrating]

Sebastian "Glam" Shvagenbagen 9/10

Pros:

Gender nonconforming

I cried during his backstory ep

Trying to break free from the parenting models given to him by his own parents

Sets boundaries for his kids for example, making DDos attacks is not allowed

Happy

Cons:

Still bound to his parents’ parenting models, for example tells Dee he has no music talents and despite his efforts crushes his dreams before they are fully even formed

Sometimes Victoria can be a bit too aggressive and he doesn’t interviene

[fictionkinfessions]

. . .

Great.

I am the fucking dad.

FUCK.

GODDAMNIT, WHY???

Everything I did. Everything I said.

What. The.

FUCK?!??

I was an ass. I hate this.

I hurt them. I hurt ALL of them.

My children...

My wife...

Lydia, Sebastian, Mary...

I can't undo any of it.

But if there ARE kins/fictives/etc of Lydia, Sebastian (or... it's Glam, right?), or Mary... I hate what I did. I wish I could make it right.

I don't blame any of you for hating me.

In all honesty, I would hate me too.

You all deserved better than an alcoholic and (physically and mentally) abusive father/husband.

And I will ALWAYS wish I'd been more than that.

– A Gustav Shvagenbagen [Metal Family] kin 📏🎼

x

[somethings-stirring]

This man has now replaced your father figure:

Glam (Sebastian) Shvagenbagen from Metal Family

Pros:

Glitter bombs

Good music taste

Lets you get piercings/tattoos if you want

Actually listens to your story in regards to people accusing you of bs

Cons:

Trauma

Uh.. what's going on with that manic smile, man?

Do you accept?

Yes

No

Secret third option

(Idk what this is. You posted saying you wanted asks, and this is the feral bs you got.)

SECRET THI- yes I accept cool ass dad