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fangirl94stuff · 2 months
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Add me on PokemonGO 🙂
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fangirl94stuff · 3 months
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Master List
Dracule Mihawk
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Peppermint Tea has it's own Masterlist! It's become a little too big for this one!
Peppermint Tea Masterlist
Shanks
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Phantom Pain
Phantom Pain 2
Phantom Pain 3
Phantom Pain 4
Phantom Pain 5
Phantom Pain 6
Phantom Pain 7
Phantom Pain 8
Phantom Pain 9
Nsfw!!!
Better this Way
Distracted
Breakfast in Bed
No One but You
Buggy the Clown
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Life Imitates Art
Life Imitates Art 2
Sanji Vinsmoke
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Cherish
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fangirl94stuff · 3 months
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Peppermint Tea Masterlist
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So, this had gotten a little out of hand to have it all on my main list. So I've made this one for the main story and anything else I might do in this universe. Thank you for enjoying!
Peppermint Tea Peppermint Tea 2 Peppermint Tea 3
Peppermint Tea 4 Peppermint Tea 5 Peppermint Tea 6
Peppermint Tea 7 Peppermint Tea 8 Peppermint Tea 9
Peppermint Tea 10 Peppermint Tea 11 Peppermint Tea 12
Peppermint Tea 13 Peppermint Tea 14 Peppermint Tea 15
Peppermint Tea 16 - Lavender 1 Peppermint Tea 17 - Lavender 2
Peppermint Tea 18
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fangirl94stuff · 7 months
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NEW ANIME BLOG!
I didn't want to start adding anime imagines to my band imagines blog so they get their own home!
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fangirl94stuff · 8 months
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My Wattpad Account :)
I've written multiple full-length band fanfictions over the years. And you can find multiple imagine/one-shot books as well!
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fangirl94stuff · 9 months
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Masterpiece (Ryan Sitkowski) (Motionless In White) Fanfiction
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NEW MIW FANFICTION ON WATTPAD :)
https://www.wattpad.com/story/345741043-masterpiece-motionless-in-white-ryan-sitkowski
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fangirl94stuff · 9 months
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George Ragan (J3T) (Hollywood Undead)
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It was one of those days when you felt down and dark, your thoughts getting the better of you making you doubt a lot of things in your life. It was days like these you should have stayed off social media because hateful comments got to you more, but you couldn't help but go on Instagram because you'd posted some photos hanging out with Hollywood Undead at the studio the other day. You'd known the band since their Myspace days, and it helped that you and George were best friends because your life would be a lot more boring without these maniacs in your life.
You'd also had bouts of depression and George never judged you. However when you went on Instagram you were hit by a wall of comments on your post, all the band had liked and commented nice things, but your eyes only sought out the negative comments and there were a lot more of those. Most days you'd brush them under the rug but today wasn't going to be one of those days.
GEORGE
'Asia, I'm going to head over to y/n's because they haven't replied to any of my messages today,' I call out, pocketing my phone and grabbing my jacket.
Asia pops her head around the door as I pick up my keys, 'tell them we need to hang out soon. Ava really wants to see them again.'
I nod, and just then Ava comes running up to me holding a picture and smiling like an idiot, 'Dad I made this for y/n, from when we went to the park.'
I take the drawing and ruffled her hair, 'I'm sure y/n will love it, Ava.'
TIMESKIP
I was shocked at how quickly I'd managed to drive over to y/n's, because traffic was awful in the city, and I wasn't sure if I should take it as a good or bad sign. y/n was a good friend, one of the few people in my life I could be open with knowing they wouldn't judge me. Everyone has their demons, y/n just chose to keep them to themselves instead of sharing. y/n had posted some photos and for some reason, there was more negativity than usual. My gut told me I wasn't going to like what I found in their apartment.
Using my spare key I enter the apartment and immediately find y/n on the sofa wrapped in a blanket endlessly scrolling through their phone. I approach slowly and see their face tear-stained and it broke my heart. They were looking at photos of the two of us.
'Hey, hey. Oh my god, why are you crying? did I...did I do something wrong?' I ask, keeping my voice low and soft.
y/n sniffles and shakes their head, 'No, it's just--it's just you're always so gentle and caring with me George--it makes me feel like I don't deserve you. No one has ever treated me like you do.'
I sit down next to them and take their phone away, replacing it with Ava's drawing, 'You know we all love you y/n. Ava drew this from when you went to the park together, and Asia wants to hang out with you. We'll always have each other's backs.'
y/n smiles weakly and runs their fingers across the drawing, 'I think I need to go back to the doctor George, get back on my meds. I hate feeling sad when I should be happy.'
I wrap my arms around them and pull them close, 'and I'll be by your side one hundred per cent of the way. You're not alone. Do you want to order something and watch films?'
y/n nods, 'only if it's not a bother to Asia and Ava. Can we also get ice cream?'
I chuckle, 'We can get ice cream y/n, and Asia was taking Ava to her mum's anyway.'
y/n's smile seemed more genuine this time around and they cuddle into me. My phone goes off and I'm able to see Jordan had messaged me asking if I wanted to go out with the guys tonight. Without disturbing y/n I reply saying y/n was down so I'd be hanging out with them tonight, and he responds saying he'll explain to the guys and that we should all do something nice for y/n as a group. I agree and put my phone away, not wanting any more distractions for the rest of the night because it would be healthier for both of us.
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fangirl94stuff · 9 months
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Jordan Terrell (Charlie Scene) (Hollywood Undead)
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JORDAN
The party was pretty lively before we arrived, but now Hollywood Undead was here the party could begin. Music was blaring and drinks flowed, with people talking and dancing in every room. I found myself in the dining room with the rest of the band minus Dylan, who was catching up with y/n in the lounge. Dylan and y/n were childhood friends, them having the same personality which made them fun to be around.
'Your eyes are always on them Jordan,' Danny says, sipping his beer.
I turn to face Danny, '...are they? I hadn't noticed.'
Jorel snorts, 'You're being very unsubtle with your heart eyes for y/n.'
'You look like you want to devour them,' George chuckles, always finding amusement in my misery.
'...shut the fuck up!' I growl.
The three of them burst into fits of laughter. I flip them off and turn my attention back to y/n and Dylan, only to find y/n gone and Dylan walking towards us smirking.
'No one ever invites Funny if this is where the party's at,' Dylan says, pouting but the seriousness doesn't last long.
'Where's y/n?' I ask.
'Taking a call outside, what's up with these idiots?' Dylan asks, tilting his head to take in the scene in front of him.
I shrug my shoulders and walk around him, 'who knows? Be back in a bit.'
I find y/n outside on the porch talking on the phone while smoking a blunt with their other hand. They notice me and smile before offering it to me which I accept. After a couple more minutes y/n hangs up and takes my beer out of my hand and drinks some.
'Hello Jordan, long time no see, I'm back in town for a while this time,' y/n rambles, probably a little high.
I laugh, their energy contagious, 'hello y/n, I see you got some new tattoos, maybe we should go out now you're back.'
I don't realise what I've said until y/n's eyes widen.
'The two of us, like a date?' y/n asks, curiosity in their tone.
I nod, all I needed was alcohol in my system to ask y/n out, 'yes like a date. Would you like that?'
y/n hums, 'I think I would Jordan. Don't tell Dylan because he'll beat your ass.'
I snort, 'I bet I could take him. So how've you been? Work been good?'
We spend the rest of the night catching up, smoking and drinking, the rest of the band joining us at some point. y/n had admitted to liking me but never thought they had a chance which was odd because I always thought they were way out of my league. Now I had a date, and when the band found out Dylan would kill me and the others would roast me.
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fangirl94stuff · 9 months
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Jorel Decker (J-Dog) (Hollywood Undead)
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JOREL
'How long have you guys been together?' Danny asks, bringing his beer to his lips.
the whole band had a party at George's place to celebrate our recent album release with our partners and close friends. I'd decided to bring my new partner y/n, who'd met the members individually but not all together with alcohol involved.
'Two months,' y/n replies, and I squeeze them around the waist.
After my last breakup, I'd decided to be single for a while, but that was short-lived because I agreed to a blind date to shut people up and was set up with y/n. They'd also ended a long-term relationship so we were in the same boat, and we found out we had a lot in common so we decided to give this relationship thing one last chance. However we'd also decided to take things slow, and that had gotten around the band, especially the fact that y/n and I hadn't had our first kiss yet.
Danny smirks at me, 'And you still haven't kissed. Does J have bad breath or something y/n?'
y/n laughs and sips their drink but I could tell the question annoyed them, 'Nope, and it's none of your business.'
'That's my y/n, let's leave Danny,' I suggest, unwrapping my arm from around their waist and taking their free hand.
y/n nods and we leave Danny in the kitchen, 'let's get some fresh air.'
We make our way through the dining room where Dylan was joking with some guys from the label, and he wiggles his eyebrows in our direction as we pass.
'Where are you two going? Seven minutes in heaven?' he jokes.
I flip him off and y/n and I enter the lounge where Jordan and George were. We probably should have gone out back to avoid all these snarky comments.
'Ignore them J,' y/n whispers to me and I smile fondly at them, at how despite being uncomfortable and annoyed themselves they were concerned about my feelings as well.
'You going to get some J?' Jordan shouts across the room.
George slaps him across the back of the head, 'Dude they have to kiss first.'
Jordan pouts and rubs his head, 'doesn't matter which lips he kisses.'
'You little fuc--'
'Let's get you outside J,' y/n cuts me off from blowing up at Jordan for being inappropriate. They pull me into the hallway and open the front door.
y/n lets go of my hand and I start pacing, 'I'm sorry about the guys.'
y/n stands in front of me stopping me from pacing, 'You know what J let's do this.'
Before I can question them, they lean forwards and peck me on the lips sweetly before pulling back blushing, 'I wasn't expecting your lips to be so soft J.'
I blink in shock, 'I hope you didn't feel pressured to kiss me y/n.'
y/n bites their lip, 'I wanted to kiss you J, see what all the hype is about and it was worth it. Do you want to kiss me back?'
I nod, 'yes I want to kiss you y/n, come here.'
I close the space between us and kiss them back. This was an interesting way to have a first kiss with someone and would be a funny story for the future. we stop kissing after a minute or two and y/n rests their head on my chest and I can't help but chuckle.
'I can hear your heartbeat y/n, relax.'
y/n looks up at me and smiles, 'Oh quiet you.'
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fangirl94stuff · 9 months
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Danny Murillo (Hollywood Undead)
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DANNY
It was always stressful preparing for a tour, especially one that took us away from friends and family for months. y/n was my best friend, having introduced me to my wife years ago, but they were going through a tough breakup and I’d been there every step of the way helping them rebuild their life here in LA.
I wanted to do something nice for y/n before leaving, and after scrolling through old and somewhat cringy photos from our childhood I decided on the perfect friendship date. We were going bowling, both being competitive and never failing to laugh at each other.
y/n meets me at the bowling alley and we head inside to get our shoes and lane.
‘I can’t remember the last time I went bowling Danny,’ y/n says nervously, tying their shoes.
‘Well, we are here to have fun. I hate leaving you to go on tour,’ I reply.
y/n smiles at me, their smile able to light up a room which made it hard to believe someone could be so cruel to them, ‘you have to tour Danny I’m not that selfish. But I can beat you before you go.’
I gasp, ‘Where did the nerves go?’
y/n smirks, ‘Meet you on the lane Danny boy.’
Y/N
It was safe to say you weren’t very good at bowling having not done it in years. Danny was beating you and loving every second of it, especially when you kept getting gutter balls he was practically rolling around on the floor laughing.
When Danny went to get the two of you drinks, you find the device children use and pull it over to your lane, hoping to hit some pins before Danny came back and caught you.
You line up the device and let your ball roll down, praying to whoever was listening to get you some points on the board, ‘pretty please with a cherry on top,’ you mutter to yourself.
The ball manages to hit five pins and you jump up and down giggling like a madman at your success.
‘I thought we couldn’t use that because we’re not kids y/n,’ Danny says jokingly from behind you.
You stop jumping and squeal seeing the blonde behind you holding his phone up and wearing a shit-eating grin, reality dawning on you that he’d probably filmed the whole thing and could use it as blackmail against you in the future.
‘Danny, consider this an exception,’ you say with a pout.
Danny lowers the phone and nods, ‘As long as you’re happy you can keep using it y/n. I missed this old y/n.’
You walk forwards and hug your best friend, ‘So did I Danny, thank you for helping me find them again.’
Danny hugs you back before motioning towards the device, ‘Do you think maybe I could try it out?’
You release him from the hug and step aside, ‘Have at it lion, as long as I can film you.’
Danny rolls his eyes and agrees to your terms. So you happily record him trying and failing to hit any pins, oh you were so sending this to the guys later. This was the most fun you’d had in a long time and you were thrilled to do it with Danny.
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fangirl94stuff · 10 months
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Ronnie Radke (FIR)
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'y/n I'm back, where are you?' Ronnie calls out from the hallway, and you hear the front door close behind him.
You continue to stir the pot on the stove, 'in the kitchen,' you shout.
You don't bother to turn around because you hear Ronnie enter the room and the next thing you know his arms are around your waist and due to the height difference he rests his chin on top of your head, 'smells good y/n, I love your cooking.'
You snort, 'Is that all you love?'
Ronnie squeezes you a little tighter and, when he laughs, sends vibrations through your body, 'There are too many things to list in one sentence y/n, but I do love you.'
You turn the stove off, a little suspicious of Ronnie, 'I love you, but know when you want something and don't know how to say it.'
Ronnie sighs, 'We've got invited to a party this weekend y/n.'
You hum and slip out of Ronnie's embrace, 'You mean, you got invited to a party this weekend.'
RONNIE
'You mean, you got invited to a party this weekend,' y/n says, emotionless and keeping their face unreadable and their back turned to me as they get plates and utensils for dinner.
When I first met y/n on a blind date the band had set me up on, I wasn't interested because y/n wasn't like any of the girls I dated and it was well known I had a type and a bit of a reputation. y/n was quiet and reserved, friendly and not at all judgemental which was my complete opposite. We'd exchanged numbers at the end of the date with y/n being blunt saying she didn't expect anything from me because she knew she wasn't my type, but if I needed someone to talk to they would listen.
We did continue to speak, and I learnt that y/n was a shy person who kept out of any spotlight because of a cruel past that involved bullying during high school and mental abuse from their previous partner. y/n admired my honesty and how I stood my ground and wasn't afraid to call people out, and slowly but surely after opening up to one another y/n came out of their shell and I saw them in a new light.
We went on three more dates before I asked her out and she said yes. I promised to keep her hidden from fans because she wanted some privacy, and we'd been going strong for a few months before a single photo leaked and the internet tracked her down.
This would be the first party I attended with her on my arm, it was a lot to ask of her, but I felt right to show her off and show people that I wasn't all that bad if I could end up with someone nice like y/n. Plus there was a bit of a party animal in y/n after a few drinks, and it would be a laugh.
'No y/n, we're a package deal and I will make sure, you will enjoy yourself,' I state firmly, standing my ground.
y/n turns to face me smirking, 'And I'll hold you to that Ronnie. You promise not to leave me alone with strangers.'
I nod, happy that y/n seemed to be considering it, 'the rest of the band and their partners will be there so you won't be alone. And if it gets boring we'll leave.'
y/n closes the space between us, wraps their arms around my shoulders, leans up and kisses me on the lips softly, 'You're the best and worst thing that ever happened to me, Radke.'
I kiss her back, before slapping her butt jokingly, 'Yes I am, now plate me up dinner woman.'
y/n slaps my chest and glares at me, but y/n couldn't stay mad at anyone for too long and shakes her head, 'You're lucky I love you, Ronnie.'
I can't keep the smile off my face, the two of us might be opposites but we were perfect together.
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fangirl94stuff · 10 months
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Working on 3 new Motionless In White fanfictions :)
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fangirl94stuff · 1 year
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Craig Mabbit (ETF/Dead Rabbits)
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'Mum I look stupid, why do I have to wear a dress? I've known the Mabbitts my whole life and all we're having is lunch with them,' you moan, as you stare at yourself in the mirror and the floral dress your mum had forced you into.
Your mum tuts behind you, 'You're a grown-up y/n, it's time you started dressing like one, plus I think Craig will like it.'
At the mere mention of your best friend's name, you feel your cheeks blush beneath the makeup, and you nearly smudge the lipstick you were applying, 'gross mum, why would you even say that? It's Craig.'
Your mum rolls her eyes, 'I know true love when I see it y/n. You've been friends for years but trust that mother knows best.'
Before you can question her she leaves wearing a huge smile. Yes, you'd developed feelings for Craig but surely your childhood friend wouldn't feel the same way, and you didn't want to ruin this friendship. Plus he was in a band and could have any girl he wanted, so why would he look at his best friend? You curl the ends of your hair and finish touching up your makeup, wanting to get this lunch over with.
You fire off a quick message to Craig, asking if his mum was also being odd. He replies immediately confirming your suspicion that both sets of parents were up to something. He hadn't long come off tour so this would be your first time seeing him in three months. But he always made time to reply to your messages and vice versa.
CRAIG
'Craig come down, they are here,' mum calls out from downstairs, and I hear it loud and clear since my bedroom door was open.
'Coming,' I shout back.
Anyone can relate to feeling awkward revisiting their childhood bedroom, especially when everything had been kept the same. After the tour, I liked to visit my parents but wasn't expecting them to announce that y/n was also back visiting family. Our parents knew each other so when we were old enough the two of us were thrown together. y/n was my confidant and had been by my side through the good, the bad and the ugly never leaving me alone. It was a little cliche to fall for your friend but with all my baggage y/n would never see me as more than a friend and I didn't want to ruin our friendship.
I head downstairs and have to stop myself from cursing along with keeping my balance as I see y/n for the first time in three months. If I had feelings then they had just gone through the roof, because y/n looked breathtaking in a halterneck floral dress that showed off all her good parts, when I was used to seeing her dressed casually.
'Hi Craig long time no see, how was tour?' y/n asks, snapping me out of my trance.
I gulp, 'tour was great, it's good to see you again y/n.'
Mum clears her throat, 'Is that all you have to say, Craig? I think y/n looks beautiful.'
y/n shuffles on the spot, 'Err thanks Mrs Mabbitt.'
Her mum nudges her, ''Why don't you and Craig catch up y/n while the adults talk?'
Okay, something was going on here and I didn't like not knowing, 'Sure, we can go to my room.'
'Should we tell them to keep the door open?' my dad jokes.
y/n's dad smirks, 'I don't think we want to hear whatever goes on so they can keep the door shut.'
y/n is full-on tomato face as she rushes up the stairs. We leave our cringey parents and go into my room, shutting the door.
'What the actual hell Craig, are they on drugs?' y/n says loudly and flops down on the bed.
I run my fingers through my hair, 'my mum was right about one thing y/n, you do look beautiful in that dress. Trying to impress someone?'
y/n sits upright and stares at me with wide eyes, 'who would I be trying to impress? My mum forced me into this,' they scoff, denial thick in their voice.
y/n was an awful liar and that continued into adulthood. I laugh as I sit down next to them on the end of the bed, 'are you hiding something from me y/n?'
'No I'm not,' they reply and scoot away from me.
I scoot after them smirking at how easy they still were to embarrass, 'You can tell me anything y/n.'
y/n shakes their head, 'I'm good Craig but--'
'Watch Out!' I call out and reach for y/n as they fall off the bed, but they take me with them.
y/n ends up beneath me, our bodies and faces close. Just then the bedroom door opens.
'Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry for disturbing you,' my mum gasps.
'Mum it's not what it looks like,' I state, turning to face her. I was an adult and shouldn't feel embarrassed.
Mum grins, 'Sure honey, you kids take all the time you need. Though lunch will be in half an hour.'
y/n laughs beneath me as mum leaves, closing the door behind her.
'Shut up, it's not funny y/n,' I grumble.
y/n continues to laugh, 'Make me Craig.'
'Okay,' I say calmly and y/n stops laughing.
I lean down and kiss their lips and y/n gasps in shock giving me easier access, but they then kiss me back. It looked like friendship was out of the picture now. y/n pulls back first and bites their lip.
'Is this really happening?' they ask in a whisper.
I hum, 'Yes. I've wanted to kiss you for a long time.'
'Our parents won't ever let us live this down Craig,' y/n snorts.
I can't help but chuckle at the truth in that statement, we would never live this down, but right now we had thirty minutes to kill. y/n sees the wheels turning in my head and hits me in the chest.
'Hell no Craig unless your door has a lock on!' they hiss.
'Then how about we kiss some more?' I suggest.
y/n nods, 'Then kiss me, Craig.'
Let's just say the next thirty minutes are spent kissing, catching up and cuddling. when we were staying with our parents we agreed to no sex, this trip couldn't come to an end quickly enough for the two of us.
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fangirl94stuff · 1 year
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HOW TO REQUEST
Hello everyone, I thought I'd take a quick minute to explain the request process. I'd prefer if you private message me on Wattpad (Mediagirl94) and the same thing on Tumblr (Fangirl94stuff)
Here's how I take my requests for band imagines:
.DM me your request (I won't do requests from comment section)
.No personal names (Using your name for a character as soon readers don't like that sort of thing - and I want to make this a happy place for everyone x)
.The band member or multiple: (Roles they play in plot)
.A brief plot description: (It doesn't have to be much, just enough to get my creative juices flowing)
EXAMPLE:
Band Member: Alan Ashby & Austin Carlile
Plot: y/n Austin's younger sister and dating Alan. Alan and y/n fight and Alan goes out drinking. When he comes back y/n scolds him for drinking and he hits her just as Austin walks in. Austin tells Alan to leave. Alan comes crawling back next day to apologize.
(I'm still willing to write for former members of bands but only via requests - also not quite sure for some former members how much time must pass)
Some people also wanted clarification on what bands I write for currently so I compiled a list below of the bands requested since I started writing these imagines in 2015/2016 - there will be some I missed but feel free to message me before sending a full request to see if I write for the band you like.
Once you see the list you'll understand my music preferences and of course my age haha :)
BANDS:
All Time Low
Against The Current
A Day To Remember
Asking Alexandria
Black Veil Brides
Bring Me The Horizon
Escape The Fate
Falling In Reverse
Fall Out Boy
Good Charlotte
HIM
Hollywood Undead
Ice Nine Kills
Motionless In White
My Chemical Romance
New Years Day
Of Mice & Men
Paramore
Pierce The Veil
PVRIS
Sleeping With Sirens
Slipknot
The Amity Affliction
Twenty One Pilots
The Rasmus
You Me At Six
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BVB (EX) Ashley Purdy
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You knew Ashley was trying to get back on his feet after leaving Black Veil Brides and all the personal struggles and losses in his life, and you wanted to do everything in your power to help and support him. You made the decision to stop being the merch person for the band and left on good terms with everyone in the band and on the crew, knowing it would be awkward going on future tours without your husband after he'd gotten you the job in the first place.
You and Ashley had gotten a nice house together and had been wanting to start a family for years since you got engaged, but it had to be put on hold because of touring. You hadn't had the best of luck though having been through 2 miscarriages early in your pregnancies, and when you got ill around a month ago you knew what it meant. But you waited to see a doctor before telling Ashley. Now you could tell him that there shouldn't be any complications this time, though you'd still both be cautious.
You wanted to do something special, nothing too extreme like you'd seen online. Then you struck gold, since a baby is a combination of two people you were going to combine things Ashley and you liked together. After a couple of hours, you'd prepped a bunch of different combos and laid them on the dining room table
'y/n I'm home, where are you?' Ashely calls out from the hallway.
'In the dining room,' you reply.
'Err y/n why is one of my shoes taped to yours?' Ashely questions, sounding confused as he enters the room holding two taped together shoes.
You can't help but chuckle, 'You're going to have to work this one out on your own.'
Ashley finally looks up at you and points at your outfit, 'are you wearing my jersey?'
You nod, 'I combined it with my favourite jeans.'
Ashley shakes his head and approaches the table, 'did I marry a crazy woman?'
You gasp, 'Love you, Ash.'
He laughs, 'Love you more.'
For the next few minutes, he looks over your selection which included your favourite meals combined, favourite products including beauty, books and music and a few miscellaneous items since you had extra tape and didn't want it to go to waste.
'Why did you combine our belongings together y/n? It's cute but I'm really confused,' he says, unable to keep the smile off his face.
You smile and pull a small box out from behind your back, 'Here's the last combo I swear, we did this together.'
Ashley's eyes widen as he takes the box from you, 'hold up, no way--'
'open it and find out,' you cut him off, unable to keep your excitement at bay any longer.
He opens the box, curses, and drops it on the table, tears in his eyes, before he drops to his knees in front of you and places his hands carefully on your belly, 'how long?'
'Just shy of two months, I wanted a doctor's reassurance and everything looks good down there this time Ash. We're finally going to be parents,' you say, as tears fall down your cheeks finally being able to share the news with your husband.
Ashley rubs your belly, 'Hi little one I'm your dad. Your mum and I can't wait to meet you. You're going to be loved so much.'
He then looks up at you with eyes full of love, 'This doesn't feel real y/n. I love you so much.'
You wipe your tears away and crouch down to his level pulling him into a hug, 'we are going to be the best parents Ash.'
He hugs you back and kisses the top of your head, 'it will work out this time y/n I just know it. I can't wait to teach them guitar. We're going to make so many memories together as a family.'
You simply nod, thrilled at how happy Ashley was. He'd be a great father and together the two of you would raise a healthy boy or girl. You'd wait until the baby was born to tell your husband the kid was also going to be a drummer just like his mummy. This moment couldn't have been any more special.
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Andy Biersack (Black Veil Brides)
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Y/N
Have you ever woken up one day and an old memory hits you like a tonne of bricks? That happened to you today. You woke up before your alarm which was rare, but when you reached for your phone something flashed in your mind about a time you'd like to forget and a person you hadn't thought about in over eight months.
FLASHBACK
'ANDY! LOOK AT ME, WE DON'T TALK ANYMORE!!' you shout at the top of your lungs, making your boyfriend stop in his tracks with his back still to you.
'Why would I talk to you y/n?' Andy sneers, 'You don't understand anything about my music anymore, Black Veil Brides are going to be big and I need to make some changes.'
'What are you going on about Andy?' you ask, scared at what he meant by changes.
You and Andy had been together since the start of high school, you loved and supported him, but you were complete opposites. Andy liked the colour black and you liked colour, it made your relationship stronger. Since the band's debut album Andy had changed, staying out late getting drunk and you didn't like what he was becoming. You refused to change to appease him.
Andy finally faces you, his expression cold, 'We're over y/n. I need to move on and you're keeping me in the past. Pack your things and get out of my apartment.'
END OF FLASHBACK
Andy threw away years of happy memories, his ego turning him into a monster. He left the apartment and you packed your belongings and crashed on a friend's sofa. You were broken, and it had taken you months to get over him, though you'd never fully forget your first love.
You managed to get your design company up and running and had done a few commissions for band merch. You were finishing up a design for Escape The Fate when someone knocks on your front door.
Not expecting anyone, you get up and instead of looking through the peephole like normal you simply open the front door.
'Hello, how can--' you stop mid-sentence, freezing on the spot, eyes wide at who stood in front of you.
This couldn't be the same Andy from your flashback, that Andy was cold and emotionless, while this Andy looked dishevelled and had red puffy eyes from crying. You could still get lost in his blue eyes, which used to twinkle but now looked dead.
'Err y/n, I know I have no right to come here after what I did, but do you think we can talk?' he mumbles, his usual confidence gone.
Your mind screamed at you to slam the door in his face, but your heart yearned to hear him out. If you didn't like what he had to say then you could ask him to leave. Maybe you could finally get answers to all your unanswered questions.
You nod and step aside, 'You can come in, but I'm working so not for long.'
Andy walks into your apartment trying to avoid eye contact with you while you take a deep breath and close the door behind him. He stops at the end of the hallway before entering the lounge and motions to a framed photograph on the wall.
'You kept that?' he asks, astonished, 'I assumed you'd thrown it away.'
He was referring to a black and white photograph he'd taken of you just before going to a graduation party with him, which he'd had blown up and framed because he said you were beautiful and wanted to capture your beauty on camera. You weren't looking at the camera, you were smiling and laughing at what someone said to your left while playing with the hem of your white lace dress. It was one of your favourite photos and memories.
'I liked it, reminded me of the good old days, now talk Biersack,' you say a little blunt.
Andy shuffles into the lounge and sits down on the sofa, 'nice design,' he mutters, pointing at your laptop.
You nod and sit down next to him, closing the lid of the laptop not letting him get distracted anymore, 'if you're not going to speak then let me. Do you know how broken I was? How I sunk into depression over analysing every part of our relationship and how you must have been right about me being the problem. I was a wreck Andy and only in the last couple of months have I gotten my life back on track, realising one day I wasn't the problem you were.'
Andy's lip quivers but he stops himself from crying again, 'I have no excuses y/n, I was the problem. You were right about me becoming a monster, I was blinded by the sudden success and let people around me fuel my ego and fill my head with thoughts of being better off without you. But those people aren't in my life anymore.'
Your heart and mind were at each other's throats right now, you wanted to both hug him and slap him.
You roll your eyes, 'did you come here thinking a simple explanation would win me back Andy? Did you think I'd forgive you and beg to get back together again? The distance between us has made me a stronger person.'
Andy's eyes widen in shock and he grabs your hands in his shaking his head, 'If anything I should be the one begging you. The explanation was simple and I never thought you'd forgive me. Yes, a part of me thought there was a chance of reconciliation and I hate and admire at the same time how much you've grown. You might not need me anymore y/n but I still need you.'
This was the most honest and vulnerable you'd ever seen Andy, his frantic state reminded you of your depression since here he was overthinking everything. This Andy reminded you of the scared and slightly intimidated boy who didn't think his voice was good enough to be a lead singer, but you'd encouraged him to go for his dreams.
You pull your hands out of his and stand up so that you were staring down at him, 'we can't make this work Andy. I'm not going to let you back in to hurt me down the line.'
Andy bites his lip and bows his head in defeat, 'I'm not asking to go back to what we were y/n, I'm asking you to give me a second chance to start from scratch. Turn over a new leaf for both of us to move forwards.'
You tilt your head to the side a little confused, 'what do you mean?'
Andy gets up and stretches out one hand, 'Hi I'm Andrew Dennis Biersack, and you are?'
You stare at his hand, torn at what to do. He was putting the ball in your court. If you were going to do this, then you weren't going to make things easy on him.
You shake his hand, 'I'm y/n y/l/n, don't make me regret this.'
Andy's eyes come back to life and the twinkle you remembered seems to return, the twinkle that made your heart skip a beat, 'a blank slate y/n, and you won't regret this.'
Well, this wasn't how you expected your day to go when you woke up. This was going to be a long journey, but fingers crossed that the two of you came out the other end unscathed and in a relationship stronger than your last.
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fangirl94stuff · 1 year
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Hello! I was just wondering if you still wrote for Mike Fuentes?
I still write for former members of bands but only via requests :) As some people may not be comfortable with reading ex-members but feel free to request away!
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