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just got back from a quick vacation, send me asks <33 missed you funky people
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we need a guilt-ridden catholic italian barbie
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Little fun fact about Fab Four's Trans Am probably no one in the zones knows: The radio/transmiter system in it is very much haunted
Yes, even the Fabulous Four themselves have no idea, perhaps because they sometimes have the common sense of people in horror movies or because almost all devices that are more complicated than scissors act funny out there. So what's really so extraordinary about the radio suddenly turning on just to play a song no one has ever heard and that apparently doesn't exist, that's more of a benefit than an issue I'd say
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Wait no this is the wrong dystopian future we were meant to be gay outlaws in a nuclear desert
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WAIT ok you know whats crazy about the gerard quote talking about joan of arc being an inspiration, specifically the part about her cutting off all her hair. Obviously this is a moment where gerard is talking about her symbolic androgyny as inspiring to him and his art but ALSO. if you think about it. Gerard like...... also cut off all his hair to the chagrin of others. Like didnt kerrang devote A FULL PAGE to the news of gerard cutting his hair for ghost of you? Everyone is weirdly protective over his long black hair. Ik it was partially to like "be" the patient but its just funny that there's this parallel between joan of arc betraying her sex so to speak and people feeling betrayed by gerards effeminate locks being cut. Like its SO funny he obviously also REALLY bumped up the uh. Other effeminate stuff after he got the crop. To compensate. Its literally a pixie cut but like people still took it as "more masculine" which is HILARIOUS yeah gerard is really butching it up
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But anyway. I think its kind of cool that gerard sort of "betrayed" his identity (obv not as radically as joan of arc) by cutting his hair. I think he also did a good job of like.... not letting people think that he wasn't his good old gendery self as before, just sort of like, destroying maybe the "safer" long black hair that had become somewhat accepted as defiant but still sort of masculine in the scene. Very cool.
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jet star headcanons
they don’t like to talk about their family. jet star remembers them with a scarring amount of clarity for the little time he had with them; or maybe he’s just hallucinating, recounting all too vividly some of the stories told to him by their brother. they don’t know for sure, but it keeps him up at night. having a family of her own never helps.
when jet gets to the zones… it is quickly realized that it wasn’t all it was cracked up to be. people in the underground never stopped sharing stories about what they had heard about the zones- ‘maybe it’s haunted’, ‘there’s color there, dude!’, ‘the air is toxic but it makes you high’- among other absurdities. jet never wanted to go out of a hunger for the unexperienced, they just wanted to be free. he wanted a home for his mother and father and brother, somewhere for the four of them to live truly, to live a life full of love and lacking war. all of her family having passed, and having escaped to the zones by the skin of their teeth, he doesn’t think that there is anything left to love.
the years go on like this. not saying much, not doing anything, living through each day as a ghost. it is trivial to think of how many people they have near- it’s not like a dangerous place like the zones will keep them around much longer.
jet doesn’t accept dr. death defying as a father, but this sentiment doesn’t last for… that long. it takes many moons of dr. d asking what is wrong, time and time again of jet star hearing the creaks of turning wheels leaving the station, d just waiting to tell her to come in for the night. it takes time to build trust. it takes time to build a family of misfit ‘joys out of former batt-rats with shifty eyes, out for blood. it takes time, but it happens. soon, jet has a family of their own.
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jet isn’t the “mom friend” or babysitter other joys have made him out to be. she is just as much of a mess as any other member of her crew, and maybe even more so. most of the time, it takes the girl jumping on their bed for jet star to even want to get up and start the day. even if- he bumps into diner chairs and trips over loose rocks and other messes that seem to follow fun ghoul and the girl around. yes, jet picks up and checks over everyone before runs or claps, and holds safety to a higher regard than some others, but really, they aren’t the mom friend. he’s more like a… discheveled step-mom.
they truly dress like shit. really. with party poison around, jet really has the means not to (advice come at her from all angles with poison and show pony around) but he just thinks it’s funny. baggy bohemian pants, cowboy boots, ripped tank top, sunglasses. boom, outfit… that’s okay, right?
jet star is aroace. they’ve never understood attraction like they have admiration. she has admired people from afar for her entire life, comparing herself to them or emulating them more than harboring attraction. of course, this is always taken out of context, and due to other people’s words… jet supposed that he just fell in love too quickly. but those words never felt right. this comes out one day when jet is about three years into living in the zones. they’re talking to show pony, (no surprise there, jet really likes pony. she always has.) and they’re talking about love. it’s cheesy; pony saw some eye candy at tommy’s shop again and they’re gushing, but jet explains that he just doesn’t get it. the whole “love for other people aside from family” thing. he says he’s always loved everyone like family- some more than others, but it’s not that he falls in love quickly. it’s really not. it’s just that after a certain point, trepidation of trust becomes secondary, and protection out of love moves to the forefront. pony doesn’t have the words for what they’re hearing, but they know.
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can't STAND horrible soulless minimalist rich people houses. where is the SPICE. where is the FLAVOUR. the STYLE. you have all that money and you use it it live in an inhospitable approximation of a home? a white cube? fuck you. gerard way knows what's up. mans worth 25 million dollars and this motherfucker uses it to live in a real life hobbit hole. the absolute cozieness. the hospitality. you fall asleep on that couch and you wake up clear skin, can't remember your shitty dad, AND your back doesn't hurt. the crystals. the plants. the books about plants. motherfucker has it figured OUT. look at this little asshole in his stupid ass overpriced jacket, living in my dream house. good for him. good for him.
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y'all are really going back to find the most cringe i could have possibly ever posted on this blog and saying "mm delicious"
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coming back to tumblr after being in the car for over eight hours... my kobra hcs have blown up... i cry
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y'all i am this close (🤏) to buying that one weird mychem biography. but I'm ordering it tho becacause if anyone sees me actually buying that- like any real human people- i will throw it and run
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Battery City is haunted. Obviously. The electricity’s got human souls in it.
But it’s less common in the zones, away from the city’s power grid. Places that do have electricity get it clean. The ghosts in the zones are the old-fashioned kind.
Unless you’re at the diner. The diner’s haunted.
Oh, none of the Four would ever admit it out loud, but they know.
It’s because of The Girl. You can’t be a human tesla coil and not put ghosts in things, that’s not how it works.
There’s no generator hooked up to supply the place with electricity. Everything in it just runs. Even the air conditioning.
The lights in Party & Kobra’s room flicker every time Party gets ready to head out to a concert somewhere all shiny and dressed up, because whoever’s in the circuit gets jealous of the makeup and the bright colors.
The currents in the kitchen are obviously just glad to have some kind of purpose again; no one even has to sweet-talk the microwave, but Jet makes an effort to be extra nice while in the kitchen anyway. They need that.
Whoever’s in the jukebox has a particular liking to Fun Ghoul, because it kicks on to the same cheesy old slow love song every time he walks by it. The rest of the Four tease him about it.
Somehow, Kobra’s motorcycle went and got itself a ghost, even though the damn thing’s got a combustion engine, and now it won’t even start unless he’s the one on it. He’s not gonna question it. It won’t help out in races though, not that Kobra needs it. At least no one can steal it.
Tantrums are very very rare with Girlie, and the few times they’ve happened, it ended up almost burning down the diner. The circuits all went on strike after that, it seems like, and she had to apologize before anything would work again.
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Misha Collins coming out as bisexual has absolutely nothing on this
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saying “be safe” like a spell that’ll protect them
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listen all of my killjoys are lgbtq+ but i promise it's not in 'the 2016 all of my characters are one sexuality i randomly chose that has nothing to do with them and they will dress as the colors of the pride flag' way but in a 'how can they have complex gender experiences in a nuanced way but also all be trans because how could they fucking NOT BE' way ya dig?
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me, writing at my desk, fervently typing on my computer: "oh THIS is going in the poison gender archives!!"
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