#HIGHSCHOOL NEVER ENDS.. OHIO

[izzielizzie93]

High School Sweethearts, J Burrow

Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Pairing: Highschool!JoeBurrow x Y/N High School Sweetheart

Summary: Do high school relationships last?

“What the fuck is this Y/N?!” Joe was sitting on my bed, holding up the hidden acceptance letter to The Ohio State. “I, uh, an acceptance letter.” I stuttered. “Why are you hiding it?” He glared, clutching it tighter, his eyes continually scanning over the page. “I wanted time to think and I knew I wouldn’t be able to once everyone found out.”

“I just needed to be sure of what I want, this is my future and I am so sick of everyone trying to tell me what to do.”

Joe huffed and shook his head. “Were you ever considering it, or did you lie to me this whole time?” “Of course I am considering it Joey, I want to be with you; but I have always dreamed of LSU.” I swallowed hard, digging my nails into my hand to keep from crying.

“You want to be a fucking teacher, come on you don’t have to go out of state for that shit.” Joe tossed the letter aside.

“Oh, ok. So when you told me to do what made me happy and that it would all work out in the end, you were lying to me?” I shot back, anger now bubbling to the surface.

“I was hoping you’d see that Ohio is where you need to be, apparently not.” Joe mumbled, standing up abruptly and storming out of my bedroom.

—

I had come clean to my parents as soon as Joe left and they promised to support me no matter my choice.

After two weeks of heated arguments in person, via text, and FaceTime, Joe officially committed to The Ohio State and their football team and I wasn’t there.

I was at home, formally accepting the offer from LSU and becoming a Tiger.

Later that same night, Joe stopped by and I snuck out to his truck. We sat there in silence for nearly five minutes before I spoke, “So you’re officially a Buckeye.” “You’re officially a Tiger.” He shot back. “Yeah.” I nodded. “So, we’re done.” Joe said flatly and I felt my chest tighten as my eyes filled with tears.

“We don’t have to be.” I sniffled. “Y/N, how the hell are we going to keep this up being so far apart?” Joe clenched his steering wheel. “What happened to all of the ways you came up with when we stayed up night after night filling out applications?” I asked. “I never thought we’d have to act on them.” He sighed, “I never thought I’d be without you.”

“Joe, we’re both going to be so busy in a few months. We don’t need to make any decisions now.” I reached out and he folded his hands in his lap. Dropping my hands back down, I was about to speak when Joe said, “I think it’s best if we do this now. It’s over.” I bit my lip hard as I rushed out of his truck, wanting to hold in my sobs so he didn’t see.

—

“Congratulations to the class of 2015!” I threw my cap up in the air and began to hug and celebrate with those around me. Glancing down the row, I met Joe’s gaze. We stared for a moment before I gave a small wave; which he returned.

A week later, I was all packed and ready to hit the road. My parents were in the U Haul and my sister was keeping me company in my car on the 18 hour trip. Just as I got into my car, my phone pinged.

~Good luck, Tiger~

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This was super short; but I’ve never posted anything I’ve written and I just wanted to put something out there! Thank you to those who read this! Should I make a part 2 after they’ve started college?

(Also I tend to stick to first person even with Y/N but do more people prefer second person and using you?)

#joe burrow #joe burrow lsu #joe burrow bengals #joe burrow angst #joe burrow fan fic #joe burrow oneshot #joe burrow x reader

[magicalqueennightmare]

Sins & Amends Chapter 1

Billy Russo x Female Reader (60 part story)

This follows pre- the punisher into the storyline of daredevil, punisher season 1 and beyond

This is NOT Canon Billy. This is decent human being Billy left with bad options over worse decisions

This was also posted to A03 under: WaywardGaPeach. That account and this one is the only place you'll see me post this. If you see it on any other platform/account know it's not me.

Chapter summary: When your biological family fails you fate sends another one your way

You could still remember the day you met Maria. She was a year or so older than you. You'd been walking your dog and she'd been riding her bike. Unfortunately your dog had a severe aversion to bikes due to an accident with your brother when he was still a puppy so when he saw her coming towards him he'd cowered down jumping into the bushes and nearly pulled you face down. Maria had skidded to a stop and hopped off to come help you to your feet. She introduced herself and you did the same. When you mentioned you had just moved in down the block with your brother and dad she'd smiled and told you that anytime you wanted to hang out you were welcome at her home.

You'd never known a family like Maria's. Her parents were amazing. They were kind and welcoming and never missed an opportunity to lend a hand to anyone in need. When your dad wouldn't come home until late there was always a warm meal for you and your brother then when your brother fell in with a crowd that was less than savory to say the least and it eventually got to a point you were afraid to go home half the time they let you stay with them. Somewhere along the way you and Maria had bypassed friends and landed solidly into being more sisters than anything.

When you were sixteen your brother and father decided they wanted to move to Ohio. You were settled in New York. You had decent grades at school, you had friends and you had dreams for a future that involved so much more than bailing a drug addicted brother out of jail or constantly having to parent your father. When you ended up at her house crying because you didn't want to lose what life you'd managed to build her parents had taken it upon themselves to ask your father if you could just stay with them. You were two months shy of turning seventeen and only had one year of highschool to complete. If you kept up your grades you would get a full scholarship to any college.

You hadn't really been surprised when your father's words had been "I don't really give a shit. Less I got to worry about" one trip to the courthouse later Maria's parents were officially your legal guardians until you turned eighteen.

You ended up graduating towards the top of your class and getting a full scholarship. You chose to go into emergency medicine with being a paramedic as your goal and once again Maria and her family were there to fully support you.

The day you were hired on by the FDNY at a station house Maria and a few of your mutual friends wanted to get together to celebrate. When you reminded them that it also meant you starting to work anywhere from twelve to twenty four hour shifts they decided a lunch would be more appropriate than a night out.

The five of you were walking through the park after leaving the small cafe and you heard the absolute worst guitar playing and singing you'd ever heard. You glanced up to see a guy sitting under a tree a few feet from your group. He was good looking, nice built and the hair cut screamed military. Maria cut her eyes at you and winked before calling out "Hey buddy you know anything else? because we're sick of hearing you butcher this one"

When he glanced up you saw the look in Maria's eyes and knew she was hooked even as a blush spread across the guy's face. He took all of you giggling in stride you had to hand it to him because the next words out his mouth as his eyes locked onto Maria was "I don't do requests so if you want one it's gonna cost you"

Three months later Maria came to you with the news that not only was she pregnant but Frank had also proposed to her. The day they got married you stood at Maria's side as her maid of honor while she recited her vows and wiped a few tears from your eyes when the preacher announced them as husband and wife.

At the reception after he had his first dance with Maria Frank had walked over to you with a hand out "C'mon Y/N. You're basically her sister meaning now you're mine so let me push you around the dance floor one time" you took his hand with a smile "I'd love to Frankie"

When Frank and Maria went house hunting it was around the same time you were apartment hunting and they ended up buying a place not far from you. You had a feeling it was because Frank knew no matter what you would drop anything to get to Maria's side should she need you. Just as fast as Maria had claimed you when you were kids Frank claimed you now. It was an amazing feeling to have family that actually loved you and wanted you around even if you joked at times that Frank had just inherited Maria's love for taking in strays when he married her.

@weallhaveadestiny

#au billy russo #billy russo x y/n #billy russo x you #billy russo fanfic #billy russo au #billy russo x reader #sins and amends masterlist

[nedsseveredhead]

15 Questions and 15 Mutuals

Tagged by  @nitewrighter <333

Were you named after anyone?

Birthname no, my mom liked the sound of Cara and my dad named my brother so she got to pick my name. Then I changed my name to (Game of Thrones Reference) (The Magnus Archives Reference) (Laika Reference) (Faith the Unholy Trinity Reference).

When was the last time you cried?

Literally last night when [redacted] died in trigun asdfg

Do you have kids?

I have.... .. . ..  a cat :)

Do you use sarcasm a lot?

You know not as much as I used to. I still do occasionally but not that much!

What’s the first thing you notice about people?

If they’re nice to me lmao. Sets the mood for the whole rest of the interaction.

What’s your eye color?

Blue-grey!

Scary movies or happy endings?

Scary movies lmao when I was in film class I fell in love with them. I can spend hours picking them apart

Any special talents?

I am. Against all odds. Extremely charismatic. I don’t know how; people just naturally trust me.

Where were you born?

Illinois! I don’t remember anything about it lmao we moved to Ohio like directly after I was removed.

What are your hobbies?

Drawing, writing, role playing!

Have any pets?

A cat named Junebug! Honorable mention to my late cat Mongoose; gone, but never forgotten <3

What sports do you play/have you played?

I played soccer as a five year old, tennis in highschool, and fencing- which was my only real passion sport. Not saying I was good at it, but I loved it anyway. Somehow getting the shit kicked out of you is more fun when swords are involved <3

How tall are you?

5’1” :’)

Favorite subject in school?

English, film, and forensics!

Dream job?

I often fantasize about owning a cafe. But I really want to be a counselor. I was almost there but I flunked out while trying to get my bachelor’s degree and idk if I’ll ever have enough money to go back to school asdf

I will tag, only if they want....

@swagcred @the-stray-liger @maxtuscactus @spidercrimes @opossumbyknight @mangosandchili @mzyraj @ehentalix @carverly @aoyagi1 And... anyone else who wants to do this <3

#cryp txt #about me

[mutant-teenage-turtle-ninjas]

Goongala!

Casey Jones

A few bonus bits

Character details

Pronouns: he/him (ftm)

Species: human

Personality: hot headed, harsh towards people he doesn't know or doesn't like, constantly joking with and teasing people he likes

Height: 6 feet 2 inches with his boots (about 188 centimeters), 5 feet 11 inches without boots (about 180 centimeters)

Power: from Ohio

Weapon: various sports equipment he keeps in a golf bag (golf clubs, baseball bats, etc)

Other details

- is on his school's hockey team, plans on getting a scholarship through hockey so he can get a college diploma and get a well paying job

- one time someone called him cj and he broke their nose (for totally unrelated reasons, according to him)

- older than the turtles, but younger than april

- met April when she was senior in highschool, they kept in touch after she graduated

- meets the turtles separate from April

- has a missing tooth + scar on his mouth and a scar on his forearm from vigilanting

Backstory (I wanted to keep it all together instead of breaking it up)

His parents moved to New York soon after his little sister (Chloe) was born. His mom ended up dying after a mugger stabbed her, inspiring him to turn to vigilantism (the police never caught the mugger). After his mother died his father wanted to move out of New York, but he barely made enough money to support his family without his wife, and he won't let Casey work while he's still a child, so they can't.

#casey #character desc

[mommycain]

Ethel Cain

ive been a big fan of Ethel Cain for a while now and it all started in 2020. shortly after discovering her, I began listening to all of the music that she made and it was weird because i've loved rock, metal, electronic, shoe-gaze and indie music and the artists that produce music of those genres, but i've never been so obsessed with someones music, the only ones that came close were deftones, nirvana, linkin park, breaking benjamin, in this moment, Chelsea grin, white chapel, son lux, and lorn. These bands / musicians meant a lot to me and still do, but i was never as in love with them like i am with Ethel Cain.

Growing up poor, gay, and autistic in southern Ohio (Wilmington OH) i was very isolated and ostracized by many. By the time i was a senior in highschool i had enough trauma to make a psychologists head spin, i was personally attacked by children and adults ever since i came out as gay at a very young age, sexually assaulted, abused in every way imaginable by multiple people, recovering from addiction, had multiple suicide attempts, multiple loved ones die, and helped raise my brother all before i was 18, so I really connected with many of the themes and lyrics in her music. I dont mean to come on here and dump all of my trauma on unsuspecting people, i just still cant believe there is someone out there that makes music that i can relate to on such a massive scale. I just want to give her a hug and thank her for existing in the same world as i do. The cliche of people saying "their music literally saved my life" always kind of bugged me, sure, some artists got me out of some dark moments in my life, but Hayden's music really did pull me away from self harm and suicide many times in my adult life. i want to sit down and just talk with her for hours and listen to her life story and thoughts. i know ... trust me i know, i sound kinda crazy, but i,ve just never felt this way about anyone's music except for her's.

Ive annoyed all of my friends relentlessly with how obsessed i am with her music and her as a person, and ive been spreading the gospel of Mother Cain as much as i can, but here are some deep dives into my thoughts about my favorite songs by Ethel Cain.

Earnhardt- 2020 / 2021.

This is the first Ethel Cain song i ever listened to. When i listened to Earnhardt for the first time, I felt seen, understood, and i was so confused as to why she wasnt more popular. This song had me in a chokehold and i still listen to it religiously, but anyways, Earnhardt really spoke to me when i first heard it and i fell in love with her voice and her mind while listening to this song. The betrayal and hopelessness in the lyrics and the theme of wanting things to get better but everything seems out of your control and only finding peace when thinking about your own death, it all spoke to me in ways i never imagined a single song could.

Michelle Pfeiffer- 2021

While i was scrolling on tiktok, i came across a video of Hayden sitting in a diner with her friend and i thought the whole vid seemed like a found footage film and i loved it, i started reading the comments and there were people saying that she was "running from the law" and "she killed someone i think and now shes fleeing her state", while i was confused, i went ahead and looked at her profile and saw that IT WAS HER, the one who made Earnhardt!!! my favorite song!!! so i went ahead and looked at other videos then stumbled upon a promotion for her new song: Michelle Pfeiffer and immediately listened to it. I was hooked ever since.

Ptolemaea- 2022

Yes, the song that puts the fear of god and or satan into the hearts of the mentally sane and cid-het men, as well as being an anthem to those that have been wronged by those same men. The feeling i got from hearing this song for the first time was extremely cathartic. the demonic and haunting voice of hayden at the end of the song is unnerving and devastating, when you hear it, it feels like a looming figure standing over your paralyzed / near lifeless body, and it wants you to let go and submit to it. The symbolism and poetry in Ptolemaea is something i admire to no end.

Hard Times- 2022

This song quickly became one of my best friends favorite songs, and i dont blame her, Hard Times is another devastating song that paints a picture of sorrow, trauma, insecurity, doubt, shame, and longing for stability and peace.

Dog Days- 2019

An almost lullaby about toxic relationships, full of pain and confliction. wanting to keep someone close to you no matter how much they hurt you, allowing them to hurt you because you can still see a glimpse of who they used to be, the person you fell in love with, excusing the abuse because they still show you affection from time to time, even when you know that loving them is only hurting you and you know it would be best to leave, you stay because no matter how hard you try, you cant help but fear the possibility that nobody will love you as much as they do. you know its poison, but youve been drinking it for so long you worry that life wont ever be the same without it. This is another song i relate to immensely.

Alright, ive been awake for over 37 hours now, so im gonna get some shuteye. i hope you found my crazed obsession amusing and or insightful, and i hope i dont look like a total psycho lmao, i just wanted to geek out and fangirl a bit because again ... i dont really feel this strongly about other musicians.

ps: Hayden ... Queen Ethel ... Mommy Cain ... if by some chance you see this, let me know! so i can die out of embarrassment in peace. thanks, love ya!

#ethel cain #mother cain #mothercain

[katyobsesses]

Rainbow (re)Connection by @katyobsesses

written for the @gleethisorthatchallenge Character: Sam Evans

Summary:

Sam Evans loved going to New York City Pride. There was something about the atmosphere that surrounded the whole event that made him feel like he belonged. Sam never moved back to Ohio and finished his Highschool education in Kentucky before moving to New York City for College. At a pride parade 10 years after leaving Ohio he reconects with some familiar faces.

Extract:

Pride 2021 Sam Evans loved going to New York City Pride. There was something about the atmosphere that surrounded the whole event that made him feel like he belonged. It was colourful, and loud, and everywhere you looked there were different types of people. Every color of the rainbow was represented, every gender, every sexuality. It was simply amazing. He’d been going to New York City Pride since 2014, the Summer after his freshman year of College, and at first he’d been going as an ally. His roommate, León, had dragged him with him. As a hispanic gay trans kid from Texas who had only just started socially transitioning after moving to New York, León had never gone to a Pride before either. And the two of them had been in awe of the whole event. Sam had grown up in Tennessee, spent a year of highschool in Ohio, then moved to Kentucky. He’d never lived anywhere as colorful or accepting as New York. He’d met exactly three LGBTQ+ people in his life, as far as he knew, but suddenly he was thrust into a sea of colors. Rainbow flags were everywhere he looked, but there were also other colours, other flags. Blue, purple, and pink. Blue, pink, and white. Black, white, grey, and purple. Yellow with a purple circle. And so many more. All Sam had known was gay and straight, man and woman, before he’d met León, and at his first pride he’d discovered so many more sexualities and genders. There were people who weren’t attracted to anyone, people who didn’t conform to the ‘gender binary’, people who were with two or more people, consensually, at once. People who liked girls, but also liked boys and those who didn’t use either label. It was at New York City Pride that Sam realised it was normal to see a guy and think they were cute, when you also thought the same about girls, it was at New York City Pride that Sam found his eyes following a person he couldn’t pin down as either gender, and later ended up making out with them at a club. It was at New York City Pride that Sam Evans realised he was Bi.

Continue on AO3

#glee fanfiction #glee fanart #sam evans #hevans #katywrites #katy writes #fanfiction #glee #gleecharactertot2021

[tthankstoyou]

hi ana!!! i also appreciate the quinncedes content a LOT! been thinking about them lately.... do u have any quinncedes thoughts you'd like to share

Hi hello yes I sure do have some thoughts I’d like to share... and you will get those thoughts in the form of a one-shot 👀

Either read it under the cut or here on ao3

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“Hey Mercedes, it’s Quinn. I know that we haven’t talked in a while, but I just took a listen to your new album and wanted to congratulate you. You never fail to amaze me. Call me back when you get the chance, my number’s the same from high school.”

Quinn ended the voicemail and put her phone down. She wasn’t kidding when she said that she just took a listen; the album ended just a few minutes before she picked up the phone. Looking back, Quinn should have waited a little longer. She should have put her thoughts together better. She had so much more to say about Mercedes’s music.

You never fail to amaze me.

She doesn’t know why she said just that, it was like nothing else could come out of her mouth. But it is true, Mercedes always took her breath away. Quinn should’ve said something more. She had so many thoughts about her friend's music. This is what happens when she doesn’t think.

Quinn spent the next hour running over possible conversations in her head. This, now this was something that Quinn was good at. She was good at planning and making sure that everything was perfect. Sure, things may not always work out how she wants them to, but she's good at planning nonetheless. It was something that Mercedes once said she liked about Quinn; how she always prepared little speeches in her mind. Mercedes said that she should work in politics because of that, Quinn wasn’t afraid to speak her mind.

Of course there were times where things went to shit and she had no idea what to do. That’s when Quinn was at her worst. Like when she slapped Rachel after she lost prom queen. None of that was planned. I mean, who would plan to slap someone in the bathroom during prom. The worst part of that night, was that when she was running from the stage out of humiliation, she thought Mercedes would follow her.

She didn’t.

That’s when Quinn knew that things were over between them. Mercedes was doing whatever with Sam, and Quinn was alone. Technically she had Finn, but she didn’t care about him. It sounds heartless, but it’s true. Quinn wanted to be prom queen, and she needed Finn to help obtain that title. Finn was just in her life to win a crown.

When she was with Finn all that she could think about was Mercedes. She couldn’t help it. The other girl was always running through Quinn’s mind. It’s silly to think about, considering how they were never really an item.

They never kissed. They never confessed their feelings to each other. They were never anything more than friends.

The unsaid hung over them like a cloud. You don’t have to tell the other person you love them for them to know how they feel.

Neither of them could deny how their heart raced when they held hands. It was something special between them. They understood each other. To this day, Quinn has never met anyone that could read her mind like how Mercedes has. And the same goes for her, Quinn had Mercedes memorized. After living with Mercedes, she learned her little quirks. Like how she’d hold her hands in front of herself when she was nervous, or her little eyebrow raise when someone was annoying her. To Quinn, Mercedes was like a poem waiting to be dissected. She wanted to study the girl and learn everything about her.

That’s why when Quinn first heard about Mercedes’s new album, she rushed to pre order it. If she asked Mercedes would probably give her a copy for free, but they haven’t talked in five years. Plus Quinn would rather help her sales.

Quinn wasn’t expecting to get a sudden urge to call Mercedes, it just kind of happened. The last track on her album ended, and the next thing she knew, she was dialing Mercedes’s number.

She was hoping that listening to this album would give her some sort of closure. Quinn would listen to it and feel at ease knowing that Mercedes is on her way to becoming a star she was born to be. That was her plan. Everything changed once the song closing song came on.

The song might have been about anyone, but it reminded Quinn of what they had. Mercedes was a permanent part of Quinn, something that she couldn’t just forget about, like a tattoo. Quinn had been convinced that Mercedes hadn’t felt the same about her anymore. She thought that Mercedes must have moved on. She had so many men and women that would do anything to date her. Quinn thought that there was no way that Mercedes was stuck thinking about her like how Quinn was stuck thinking about Mercedes, but these lyrics showed that she was very wrong.

Thinking about you as I lay my head on my pillow Transported back in time To when you put your head on my chest And mumbled in your sleep, “I wish you were mine”

Quinn was pretty sure this was about her. It reminded her of the times that she would go to Mercedes’s house after school. They would lay on her bed together, with Quinn often ending up resting her head on Mercedes’s chest as they cuddled. Of course the cuddling became even more of a regular occurrence when Quinn moved into her house. She had trouble sleeping at night, it was hard finding a comfortable position to sleep while pregnant. Mercedes would always let her lay with her. She sang Quinn to sleep while running a finger up and down her arm. Mercedes did tell her that she talked in her sleep, she said that she found it adorable.

All is well as long as you’re here Given me something to hold onto when all else failed And all I can think about is how I wish you were mine

It could easily be just a coincidence or Quinn relating her life to things that have nothing to do with her, but she couldn’t help but think about freshman year. When Quinn saw Mercedes struggling in the Cheerios. She wanted Mercedes to be stronger than she was and not give into Sue’s disgusting weight loss tactics. If she had it her way, she would have gotten Mercedes to quit the Cheerios right then and there. She knew that Mercedes was too good for them. When Quinn first joined Glee Club, she just had a hunch that Mercedes would go onto great things. To be honest, Quinn thought Sue’s torment was holding Mercedes back. She may or may not have celebrated when Mercedes told her that she quit the Cheerios. And look at her now, showing the world the star that she is. Just what Quinn knew she was capable of.

Despite everything We were strong together I wish you could’ve been mine I wish you were mine

Everything that Mercedes was singing about was just too familiar. Quinn couldn’t help but relate it to their… thing. But she didn’t want to have her thoughts consumed by that.

She shouldn’t be so fixated on a silly little crush she had in highschool. That was years ago, Quinn was a different person now. Quinn didn’t even know if Mercedes would like the woman she’s become. She was so different from the person she was back in Lima, Ohio. Quinn could barely recognize that girl.

All of those thoughts flew out of the window when she heard her phone ring. The number flashing on her screen had a Los Angeles area code… which could only mean one thing, Mercedes was calling her back. Quinn quickly answered the phone and melted into the voice on the other end of the call.

“Hey Quinn, sorry I didn’t answer your call. I’m glad you like the album.”

“I’d say ‘like’ is an understatement”

“I’m in New York right now visiting Kurt and your call got me thinking. How would you feel if I met you for dinner? I can take the train down to New Haven this weekend. That way we can get a chance to catch up… I miss you,” Mercedes said.

“I miss you, too. So much.”

“I’m in a rush and I have to get going, but I can’t wait to see you. I’ll text you later tonight. Bye Quinn.”

“Bye ‘Cedes,” Quinn said before Mercedes ended the call.

“I love you,” Quinn whispered into the phone after Mercedes hung up.

#quinn fabray #mercedes jones #quinncedes #my fics #fanfic #mine #asks #rae #glee

[i-want-anne-hathaway]

IT’S HEATHERS TIME, BITCHES.

I am listening to the Off-Broadway version, the West End version is way further down the line.

“White trash,” the students at a school with a population of like one PoC say.

I’m just thinking about EMHS because of Heather M. Once this is over, I should listen to the EMHS playlist that I put together with Robin because it’d be funny. Only problem is that it’s like 8 hours long.

The ranking goes Heathers The Musical, Illegal Heathers, Riverdale Heathers, and Paramount Heathers. I don’t take constructive criticism.

I’m 79.69% sure that in LA Heathers Heather M told Veronica to sleep with her, and I think that should’ve stayed in there.

Is Heather M a bully? Yes. Do I love her regardless? Absolutely.

The fact that it took me weeks to realize that JD and Diggy from Liv and Maddie were the same person. It blew my damn mind.

Also, I love Ryan McCartan. His Tik Toks are top tier.

Freeze Your Brain is a whole mood and a half. Coping Mechanisms! Even though he still killed three people, that’s a minor detail

I’m pretty sure the general agreement is that Big Fun is the worst Heathers song, which is valid. I don’t hate it, I just don’t vibe with it that much.

JD: You don’t need drugs if you have a nice brain freeze

Veronica like an hour later: HEY, IS THAT WEED?! I WANNA HIT!

It took me watching a boot to understand “thanks Heather, but I don’t really have to vomit right now” and when I realized it I was like “:0”

I loathe the “dang dang diggity dang-a dang” part of Big Fun because of how many people say “oh, yeah, that song from Tik Tok” when I play Heathers around them.

Where does Heathers take place? Because my understanding was that it’s in Ohio, but then she said “ride up to Seattle,” which is a bit extreme if you live in Ohio. If she was in like, Oregon or some shit, it would make sense. But you’re going to go 2247 miles to get to Seattle cause some Junior in highschool said you’re dead? Idk Veronica that’s a bit extra.

Also Ryan McCartan’s Dead Girl Walking Pronoun Showdown where you can hear Barrett laughing in the background.

*One kid dies*

Ms. Fleming: Our children are dYING!

On one hand, Me Inside of Me is a very real song. People aren’t always what they seem, and you can never know what another person’s experiences are. On the other hand, this doesn’t really apply to Heather C in the musical. There’s no evidence pointing to much hardship from what I remember. She just fucking sucked, and I love her for that.

I have a friend who likes to take my headphones and listen to whatever I’m listening to, and I was listening to Blue and I think I traumatized her.

I wish that the Blue reprise was on the soundtrack because it’s funny as hell.

Throwback to when Our Love is God was my favorite song from Heathers. It’s like 50% dialogue, but I just jammed to the last part of it on repeat.

My dad finds the “we had to hide our gay forbidden love from a misapproving world” part the funniest thing ever. He heard it once, and he hasn’t let go of it.

“Ram, you’re just unconscious, right.” WELL, IF WE WAS UNCONSCIOUS, HOW THE FUCK IS HE GONNA ANSWER?! I get that it’s a rhetorical question, but it’s a stupid one.

The instrumental at the end of Our Love is God will forever be A Bop™️

“I never cared for homos much until i reared me one” is actually just my parents. Like, literally my parents.

In the video’s of them rehearsing Dead Gay Son, Veronica and JD are confused as fuck the entire time and I love it.

Dead Gay Son 🤝Love Thy Neighbor. They’re the same song, and I still don’t take constructive criticism.

Throwback to the time I sang Seventeen with a girl on my softball team, and then we just sat there staring at each other like “woah.” And if you know anything about my team, you’ll know that we’re all gay.

I feel like it’s a crime that I don’t know all the words to Shine a Light. It’s highkey a bop.

Okay, okay, okay. One time I was playing music with my mom, and I got Killer Instinct. And my mom said “her voice is so soft, why is she not singing about the struggles of peer pressure and anxiety” AND THEN LIFEBOAT CAME ON AND I WAS LAUGHING SO HARD.

Also the way that Heather M hugs Veronica after Life boat makes me soft.

I used to scream Shine a Light (Reprise) when I felt terrible because it used to make me laugh. I pick the worst songs ever as comfort songs, and I will continue to do so.

THE THREE GENDERS: KERRY BUTLER, AARON TVEIT, AND KATIE LADNER.

I hate when people say “I don’t like Kindergarten Boyfriend because it’s so stupid.” YEAH, THAT’S THE POINT. IT’S STILL SAD. IT’S JUST ALSO REALLY DUMB.

I’ve always been confused why JD says “date to the pep rally.” That’s not typically how pep rallies work. You don’t have a date to a pep rally.

I love that in the musical Veronica starts screaming back at her mother, but in the movie, she’s just like “chill out, dude”

Dead Girl Walking: SEX!

Dead Girl Walking (Reprise): DEATH!

Which is basically the entire musical.

I’m pretty sure that there are a couple lyrical differences in the I Am Damaged from the Off-Broadway version to the West End version, and I don’t know which I prefer.

I hated Heather Duke the entire show, but I simultaneously love her. Throughout the entire show, she sucks. But she’s a good character.

I love Seventeen (Reprise) because it makes me happy. Why? Idk, it just makes me smile.

Final Judgement: The line “sleep with me” should’ve been kept in.

Okay, but actually, Heathers is iconic as fuck, I think it’s a really good adaptation of a great movie.

#long post #brees favorite games #tw drug mention #tw death mention #tw sex mention #tw capslock #if i missed any triggers please let me know #im trying to make sure i tag triggers more often but please call me out on things i missed

[atticusmalik]

Atticus Malik, thirty-five, English teacher at Northwood Highschool

intro below the cut// @phqextras​

He’s from the east coast, born and raised in Stamford, Connecticut - mild and mundane upbringing, with two loving parents, a sister, and a stable life

Atticus was drawn to English early, and set out to be a great writer; but, like all aspiring authors, he settled into teaching, while writing the next great American novel

He moved to New York City to attend Columbia, and settled there; forging a life with in classrooms and bookstores, and eventually, with his wife Emma

Their marriage was happy, built on love and mutual affection - but strained by her appetites and his brooding over a stagnant career. A breakdown ensued after an affair, but out of mutual love, they agreed 

Emma’s great uncle passed unexpected, leaving her a house in Pleasance; and with it, the chance for a fresh start. Old wounds continued to fester in NYC - he pleaded, begged, for them to chase peace in the Midwest. Emma had never talked about her hometown, and was reluctant to move back, murmurings of bad blood and horror in her past. But she relented, out of guilt, and they left for Ohio 

They’ve been here six months, with he now teaching at Northwood high-school. Despite writing being his greatest aspiration, Atticus loves teaching

Pleasance has however, proven to be a beast beyond his reckoning - since his first night at the house, Atticus has been plagued by mysterious phone calls; always from his own number, always screams of terror, always ending abruptly. He doesn’t believe in ghosts, kids in trees, any of that shit; but he can’t ration it away, can’t ignore it. 

As the phone calls become more frequent, more urgent, Atticus seeks to unravel his wife’s past - the blood in her family, the secrets she will not divulge, as he attempts to cling to reality 

sort of in short - young professor haunted by phone calls and family secrets, who just wanted to forget the past, and start a family 

connection ideas (?) 

1. welcome wagoners - those friendly and likely reached out, when he and emma moved in; atticus has no midwest ties, and he’d be eager to make friends out of those who stopped by, or offered them well wishes 

2. fellow book lovers, probably book club bros (pending name - atticus is a nerd, frankly, and would gladly take refuge in a small circle of book lovers, probably meet on fridays, he brings meat loaf

3. skeptics/believers - atticus, under no circumstances, entertains notions of the supernatural, and mostly thinks pleasance is full of bored midwesterners, who need something to do; he’d probably vibe with skeptics, and have a healthy debate with believes - he isn’t an ass about it, but he will be frank, that he thinks you’re wrong

4. family ties - sort of pending, as i pick out what i’m going to do with his wife as a character, but tentatively, if ur character is a town native, they might know of his wife’s family (who i’ve hc’d as been an old pleasance family, tho they’ve been gone a minute) 

5. late night bar friends - his marriage with emma is still under repair, and becoming once more fraught, as she grows secretive, and he becomes paranoid; you usually only hang out at the bar, at two am, but the friendship means something, nonetheless. you might be the only person to know about the phone calls

#phqintro

[pulitzer-publishers]

i’m not sure if you’ve done this or not, but could you do a kurt x ram story from heathers ^^ they’re the best ship imo

Hello! I haven't done this yet and you're actually my first request so of course I can! I'm going to do like a modern college au! Thing so I can make it not so depressing. If that's not what you wanted feel free to let me know! Sorry it's so long!

Bullies can't change. That's what they'd always been told. Highschool consisted of giving out wedgies, saying the f slur, and beating up geeks. Since middleschool they ruled the school by force and objectifying girls. People were too scared to stop them, and the conservative staff of Westerburg Middle and Westerburg High turned a blind eye to beating up the one kid who was brave enough to come out.

Bullies can't change, it's what one geek spat into Rams Face on the day of geaduation. He was too shocked to give the loser the turbo wedgie that was customary with back talk.

"you can laugh at me all you want Ram Sweeny, but I'll be laughing right back at you, because I'm leaving this shit hole of a town and I can actually make a life for myself. But you can't, you'll be stuck here screaming at little league boys forever because BULLIES CANT CHANGE!"

It was warranted, ram knew that. He knew he deserved whatever massive karma hellfire shitstorm was coming his way. He was a bully, he was a shitty person, and right now the way his life was going he wasn't going anywhere.

But what that little loser with the hella punchable face didn't know is that bullies can change.

Things had been changing for ram for a long time.

How he looked at Kurt changed. The first time his chest fluttered wasn't from checking out Heather Chandler's rack. Rather after the first football game of freshman year. Westerburg won and Kurt Pulled Ram into a big hug, only for celebrating of course, and Ram's heart felt like a butterfly was trapped in it.

It scared him, it scared the living daylights out of him. Being taught your whole life that feeling that flutter for boys is bad, wrong, will send you to hell, et al.

So he feigned a stomach ache, skipped the after party, much to Kurt's disappointment, and spent the whole night trying to figure out what was wrong with him. There was no way he was going to acknowledge this, so he resulted to burrying it down and repressing. But it got harder to as the older Kurt got, the more touchy he was. Always touching Ram's arm or ruffeling his hair. Going to far as to give Ram a bro hug after every game, strictly bro though. Every time Ram felt like his heart would fall out of his chest.

During Sophomore year, the flutter never went away. So Ram starting sleeping with as many of the upperclassmen girls as he could. Anything to replace that God awful butterfly heart of his. But it was only worse, he started dating a freshman, Alice, it lasted for 4 months at the end of the year. Ram cheated, Alice found out, they broke up.

That was the night Ram showed up at Kurt's house, rushed into Kurt's room and collapsed on his bed. Kurt walked back into his bedroom to find his best friend curled up on his bed, holding back tears.

That was the night Kurt sat next to Ram, stroked his hair and said "it's okay bro, I won't tell anyone."

Ram broke down crying. Kurt Pulled him up into his arms and rubbed his back while he cried. But Ram wasn't crying because of Alice. He was crying because in those months with Alice, he never felt something even close to the flutter in his chest that he has for Kurt. And he was scared.

Junior year Kurt was more affectionate in private, but maintained the same bro hugs and arm punches in public. Kurt put his feet in Ram's lap on movie nights. Ram accidentally grabbed Kurt's hand during a horror movie. He forgot to let go and Kurt didn't make him. Ram's heart flutter just got worse.

Senior year some psycho and Veronica Sawyer tried to kill them and frame them for homosexuality, who does that? Lucky for them the police showed up, JD's gun jammed, and Veronica has lowsy aim.

The gay framing never got out, "we don't want to ruin your reputation ", and Veronica and JD were sentenced to a psych ward where they could get help.

Senior year they graduated and some nerd spoke his mind to Ram. Ram changed colleges from Ohio State to Sarah Lawrence college in Bronxville New York. No one knew why he applied in the first place, not even him. Well he might've known it was one of the most liberal colleges. He might've decided to stop pushing down the flutter. And Kurt and ram might've applied to all the same schools. And Kurt might've transfered over to Sarah Lawrence College in Bronxville New York to stick with his best friend.

Ram saw a whole new side of the world. He saw openly gay couples. He saw pride parades he took womans studies. He didn't feel the need to beat people up. He felt bad for doing it in the past. Ram relearned everything.

He understood the flutter in his chest when he looked at Kurt.

Kurt was relearning things too.

He was learning about the lgbtqia+ he join the GSA, behind Ram's back, he took queer theory.

He understood that flutter in his chest when he looked at Ram.

He understood why he always out his feet in Ram's lap. He understood why he leaned his head against his should when they were alone. He understood why he always hugged him after every football game.

Pansexual. Kurt learned that he identified with that word.

Bisexual. Ram learned he identified with that word.

They came out to each other in a mess of stutters and tears. In the middle of their junior year, in the middle of their tiny Bronxville apartment.

They both dated around. Both because they didn't want to ruin their friendship with the heart shattering crush of a breakup.

Going home with guys and girls alike, Kurt going home with guys, gals, and non-binary pals. And if they woke up with one another every once and a while, no one said anything, so they never talked about it.

They both wanted to distract from the fact that they were in love with their lifelong friend from the conservative, homophobic little town of Sherwood Ohio.

At the end of their senior year, on the bench by the end of their favorite pier, Ram kissed Kurt.

At the begining of may, they had a new beginning. Kurt dressed in a white tux and ram dressed in a Navy one, they kissed and started the beginning of their life together.

Their families didn't approved. Some of the kids they bullied never forgave them. But they had each other and a whole life of changing ahead of them.

#anon asks #heathers #kurt x ram #musicals #broadway #kurt kelly #ram Sweeny #first ask #college au #sorry its so long #thats what he said

[dcnnafms]

*  taps  the  mic  * testing , testing , 1 , 2 , 3 .... hello ? *  clears  throat  * hi guys & gals & non binary pals  !!  i’m  taylor  weighing  in  at  the  solid  age  of 20  years  old  aka  a  glorified  teenager  because  really  what  can  i  do  that  a  19  year  old  can’t  lmao ?  i’m  from  the  est  & couldn’t  be  more  excited  to  have  found  this  beautiful  gem  of  a  roleplay  !  honestly i haven’t been this excited about a group in ... forever  !  so i cannot wait to start roleplaying with you all  !   but for now i’m going to leave you with this intro because i’m going to the pats game tonight  ?!  and need to run & get ready because my friends are on the way  !  without further ado though , i think it’s time for me to introduce you to my lil baby donna who i haven’t played in like 7 months so please bare with me here while i find my footing with her again !  if you’d like to plot just give this a like or shoot me an im & i promise i’ll get back to you when i get home later tonight !

note : here career is here in this post btw !

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╰   pinterest .  ◞,

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╰   playlist .  ◞,

1. let you go by machine gun kelly , 2. bmo by ari lennox  ,  3. death by trippie redd ft. dababy  ,  4. agree to disagree by sleeping with siren  ,  5.  night shift by dave east ft. lil baby  , 6. violent crimes by kanye west  ,  7. runaway by aurora  ,  8. love song by lana del rey  ,  9. all the good girls go to hell by billie eilish  ,  10.  i think im okay by machine gun kelly ft. yungblood  ,  11. envy me by calboy  ,  12. cash s**t by megan thee stallion ft. dababy  ,  13. yellow hearts by ant sanders  ,  14. what to do? by jackboys ft. don toliver  ,  15. the git up by blanco brown  ,  16. erase your social by lil uzi vert  ,  17. everything i wanted by billie eilish  ,  18.  bandit by juice wrld ft youngboy never broke again  ,  19. bop by dababy  ,  20. candy by machine gun kelly ft. trippie redd  . 

╰   biography  .  ◞,

an only child born to a secretary for a mother & an often unemployed father in athens , ohio in late 1996 . life for young donna was nothing out of any film you would enjoy watching . a childhood full of neglect & growing up much too fast for your own good . her father , matthew , had fallen into heavy addiction just a year before donna’s birth & her mother , denise , had learned to bury her sorrows with a bottle of alcohol . well below the poverty index there were many nights she knew she wouldn’t come home to food on the table but instead a slew of addicts getting their high in the middle of the living room , keeping the young girl up at all times of the night with their rowdy antics . 

by the time she reached third grade she’d learned that her day at school would go over much more smoothly if she made sure she had her backpack, coat & on the one off chance that there was enough food in the house pack her lunch , because if she waited for one of her parents to do it for her she’d never make it to school on time . her mom often had to rush to work in a hungover state & her father didn’t wake up until after she was already due for school , so donna had relied on the bus to get to & from school each day . 

at twelve she’d realized that she was much happier the less time she spent at home & so she did all she could to stay out with her friends . she became one of those kids you passed wondering where their parents were at that time of night as them & their friends wreaked havoc in the streets of athens . picking up smoking weed at the ripe age of thirteen , she quickly learned nothing was a better fix for how much she’d hated her life than a quick blunt . she’d fallen into a dark place at a very young age & from her perspective there was really no way out of the downward spiral she had fallen into . she blamed her parents for messing her up so badly & often when she was home it turned into blows between herself & her parents the end result always landed her at one of her friends houses for the night. 

it wasn’t until she was fifteen that she befriended a new girl whose parents took a liking to donna & really took her in . it was something like a safe haven spot for her , somewhere she always knew she could go & they’d want to hear about her day or feed her . they’re the ones who learned of donna’s wanting to join the school theater club & urged her to do so . they attended her first performance & her second, third , fourth , etc . 

one of her performances at the school garnered the attention of a screenwriter who felt she was a perfect fit for a character they were in the process of creating . this was when her first hollywood deal came , initially turning it down as she had no means to so much as leave the city of athens forget travel to an entirely different state . the screenwriter offered to take care of her completely & before she knew it she was working on the first installment of the hunger games . 

when she got back to athens after spending a few months in los angeles she’d realized just how much potential there was out in the world . at this point she decided to take things within her life a bit more seriously . there was a life outside of athens , ohio & donna was craving for it now . making the conscious decision to focus on her schooling with the hopes that she’d be able to get into a decent university . college had never been so much as thought for donna before she’d left the city but after filming a movie , she realized almost anything was possible even for someone like her . 

during this same year , her parents split up & her father got back together with his highschool sweetheart , this prompted her father to admit to donna that she had a brother who was three years older than her , who was actually in college . the two got to know one another fairly well when he’d come back home from school during breaks & the two found themselves loving the idea of having a sibling . mutually upset that they’d spent so much of their time not knowing each other so much as existed . donna lived with her father & step-mother amanda in athens & the change in her father was more than visible .  she was more than happy that her father had gotten on the straight & narrow , no matter what had to take place for it to happen & who he needed in his life for it to take place . in this time her mother moved to cincinnati & the separation actually made the relationship between donna & her mother stronger . 

in 2014 , she graduated from highschool & had committed to attending ohio state university as a theater major . during her time in columbus , ohio she & her new found friends took a liking to the downtown area where they found a hidden gem bar that often held open mic nights . this is where donna was really able to cultivate her love for stand up , despite dabbling in it a few times back in high school & whenever she was out in los angeles . she took to college well & somehow managed to juggle her education , career & social life fairly well . if you ask her how she did it , she’ll always give all the credit to her brother brody & maybe some residual credit to weed . 

in her sophomore year she’d fallen in love for the very first time , with one of the quarterbacks at her university . they dated for two years before he’d decided to transfer to lousiana state university . she understood why he did it , he had a career in football he was chasing & she couldn’t be mad at him about that . despite the long distance & at times very hectic schedules between the two of them she worked on being the most supportive girlfriend she could to him & made it out to any & every game she possibly could of his . 

after graduating from ohio state she moved down to lousiana in hopes to be with him more but her career kind of kept going & so she was nearly in louisiana just as often as she had been before moving down there. they made it work for a good amount of time , but the distance just started to become a little too much . donna is someone who craves affection after a childhood of not much affection to be sparred . she caught herself at times during the relationship on the verge of cheating , but she is a staunch believer that if you truly love someone you could never do something of that magnitude to them . it was a mutual break up , that came in the early months of 2019 . 

she’s now been living in calabasas since she moved out of louisiana & is learning to get back onto her feet without someone there to uplift her  . 

╰   scandal  .  ◞,

on december 23rd of 2019 a sex tape with donna’s name plastered all over it had been released online . it was a sex tape of her & her ex who by this time has cemented himself as the likely first round pick in the nfl draft . the sex tape took off & it seemed as though every time her team managed to get it down , it popped up somewhere else . both donna & her ex knew neither one was to blame for the leaking of the sex tape & so they worked together to figure out who was behind it , today their getting closer & closer to finding the person who did it . despite this , the tape is still able to be viewed on the internet it you dig hard enough . although not many have to do that as it had gone vial upon it’s initial release back in december . 

#cala.intro #<333333

[i-used-to-wear-the-fedora]

Heathers 2010 Headcanons

@bombboi

-JD died and no one seemed to really care and Veronica found herself moving on with her life.

-Only her time of the month comes late and she goes to the doctor to find out what's wrong.

"Ma'am, you're pregnant."

"...shit."

-Veronica Sawyer, eighteen and pregnant with her now dead boyfriend's baby. She can honestly say she never expected this to happen.

-As soon as she finished highschool she moved out of town to go to college up in Illinois.

-She started university to become a journalist and seven months later she gave birth to a baby girl.

-Rebecca "Becca" Sawyer was raised by her mom and while she loves her the two never seen to be on the same page.

-She's sixteen and her teenage angst has hit it's peek when Veronica is suddenly fired from her job and decides to move them back to her home town of Sherwood, Ohio for a new job opportunity.

-Far away from her friends and suddenly thrown into a new environment Becca is pissed, trying to make the best of her situation.

-Luckily their new house is just down the street from The Snappy Snack Shack and she retreats to this bastion of familiarity for a cherry slushie.

-Unfortunately she spills her drink all over the cute girl in front of her in line and doesn't even get her name before the girl storms out.

-Embarrassed she starts school the next day and is shown around by the student council president, Sid Clemens.

-His mom, Betty used to be really good friends with her mom and they end up bonding over their love of classic books, him noticing her copy of Catcher in the Rye.

-It's photography class when she meets the girl she spilled the slushy on yesterday. Her name is Ashley McNamara and Becca funds herself at a loss for words in front of the cute girl again along with her friend Ashley Duke-Jolly.

"They both have the same name? That must be confusing."

"Yeah but their moms were the Heathers."

"The who?"

"Oh right, you're new here."

-Everybody at the school knows about the Heathers, the Heather Chandler Memorial library having been opened back in the 2000s.

-Meanwhile Veronica begins working for the local paper where she meets Heather Duke, she's the paper's editor and they begin to reconnect.

-She finds out Heather got married about twenty years ago to a man named William Jolly but she kept her last name when they got married.

-Heather McNamara got married but then had a divorce a few years back and they're still on talking terms. They even named both their daughters Ashley.

-Veronica quickly finds out nothing really changed with her friends from school, the arbitrary social hierarchy not just limited to their teenage years.

-Shrugging it off she just goes on with her life, trying to help her daughter transition into the new town while trying to avoid her daughter's questions about her highschool experience.

#heathers #heathers 2010 #heather duke #heather mcnamara #heather chandler #veronica sawyer #becca sawyer #betty finn #Ashley McNamara #Ashley Duke-Jolly #headcanons #jason dean #Sid Clemens #i read the script again #i just love this idea

[dreamy-hearts]

i miss bowling for soup

#stacys mom…1985…bangers #HIGHSCHOOL NEVER ENDS.. OHIO #JIMMY NEUTRON THEME #PHINEAS AND FERB THEME #AHHH #r;music

[current-mcr-news]

#1 Casual Interactions: First Interactions

LISTEN TO THE PODCAST HERE: iTunes, Spotify, YouTube

John ‘Hambone’ McGuire, Shaun Simon and Frank Iero decided to make this podcast as an excuse to hang out besides having breakfast together.

Every episode will have a certain topic. This podcast is about old memories and there probably be another one about them in the future.

Childhood:

Frank wanted to be an alter boy/a boy scout, but as he had to go to his dad’s on the weekends he couldn’t do that. The upside is that he got to learn drums.

In 8th grade during the practice graduation, which took place in church, he threw some stink bombs while his friends told him not to. “and then they wouldn’t let me graduate”.

Because of what he did he had to go to a retreat and got in trouble there as well because he stole some wine.

Shaun was an alter boy but didn’t have any story as he “just did the shit and left”.

How they met:

They all grew up in different parts of town, Frank in Belleville, John in Clifton and Shaun on the other side of Clifton, 4 towns away from John.

Frank met Shaun first, in freshman year orientation.

Shaun was friends with a kid named Eugene who knew a friend of Frank’s called Costa.

Shaun, Eugene, and Costa skated together. Frank tried to skate but broke both ankles.

Shaun accused Costa of stealing cheese, which prompted Frank to admit “I definitely stole a lot of things with him, none of which I believe were cheese, but it’s possible.”

Shaun left that school after freshman year.

John is 2 years older than Frank, so he didn’t know about him until 1995 when they met thanks to Bruno, a friend of Shaun’s.

Frank called himself a “drama boy” during the podcast, John said “he’d have let everyone know he was an alter boy”

John, Bruno and Frank played in bands together in highschool. One night Bruno brought Shaun along and they’ve been friends and bandmates ever since.

The podcast is recorded in Frank’s basement.

They’ve been friends for 20 years.

Pencey Prep:

They played in different bands for a while, then they created Pencey Prep. They needed a keyboard player but mostly they wanted to hang out more with Shaun, so they asked him to join the band.

During early Pencey Prep shows Shaun used to smoke on stage during the verses of the songs.

Shaun didn’t even face the crowd while playing.

The time of I Am A Graveyard was longer than Pencey Prep, even though they just had 4-5 songs.

Pencey Prep went on a “ill-fated tour across America, restructured the band, did I Am A Graveyard and after Tim left the band met its end”. After that Frank joined My Chem.

John can’t listen to the Pencey Prep record because he finds it a bit cringey, as even though they were a great band they were a highschool band and it was harder to get better since there was no internet and the only way to learn new things was to get lessons. He does like the album as it let him knew his friends. He feels gratitude for the record, he just can’t listen to it.

Frank: “I wouldn’t change anything because everything ended up the way it did, but if i could Doc Brown it and just tweak little things... there’s a lot that i would tweak.”

Being a teenager now is very different from being a teenager when they were. They agree that they wouldn’t survive it today. Frank says that he “would be naked on the internet somewhere, doing some dumb shit”.

Social Media:

Frank: “Facebook is an animal I can’t understand, so I decided not to use it” John: “It’s all racist”

Frank talks about people who send him pictures and ask him explanations, for example about his hair. He says he always replies by making them to notice how his questionable looks are now copied by a lot of people.

Frank’s dreadlocks:

Frank’s dreadlocks were cut by Pencey Prep and thrown out of a hotel room in Chicago.

Frank: “Those are baaad for the environment.. that’s why Chicago is the way it is”

He got dreadlocks out of a joke. They were in the van talking about the music that Tim liked (”nu metal and weird shit”) and he started tying knots in his hair and put crazy glue in it “and then it got real nasty”.

Van stories:

The band threw John’s Thin Lizzy’s cds tape out of the van window, but they kept the case. Shaun: “Why did we decide that was a good idea?” John: “How many times did we listen to Jailbreak on the same tour?” Frank: “The boys are not back in town, we have to stop” John: “It was the first intervention of many”.

In early My Chem tours they had to bring billfolds of CDs just to pass the time, a 100 pounds of CDs that would get scratched and destroyed.

Pencey Prep had a yellow schoolbus van that John bought for 800 dollars. It was a terrible van but they needed it to go on tour. Because of the van they almost missed the first date of tour and it went downhill from there.

The only reason they decided to tour was because they managed to book a show at the First Avenue & 7th St Entry venue. They could fill up only 3/4 of the tank, otherwise it would smell like gasoline. That made them nervous about flicking cigarettes out of the window but it didn’t stop them from smoking. 2 hours into a 3 hour drive, the van gave up. Frank: “disemboweled on the highway” John: “anti-freeze everywhere”

Luckily there was a Ford Dealership 1000 feet from they were, so they asked them to tow them there and it cost them $666.34 to repair the van, paid by John’s dad. They never made it to the gig. And they never paid John’s dad back either.

Neil booked the tour, e-mail was new, no fast internet.

The tour was in 1999.

The last show of the tour was in Colombus, Ohio and the guy of the venue stiffed them for money, so they went home and had to listen to the same CD for 10 and a half hours as it was stuck in the CD player.

The CD was “Stay What You Are” by Saves the Day.

Post Pencey Prep:

After Neil left they became I Am A Graveyard.

After Frank joined My Chem, Shaun and John joined/created (?) the band The Hostage, which lasted 6-7 months and played 3 great shows. They didn’t last because one of the guys was a dick. (”Not Dan, not Paul, the other one.”)

Frank asked them to open for My Chem but Dan said no because he had to work to pay his car lease.

They start talking about the sacrifices you need to make if you want to be a musician, but it’s the same about every job. You have to commit.

John had to get a job in his 30s. If he told us what job he had got he would have to kill us. He got some money and went back to what he loved.

Where to find Frank, Shaun and John:

J: “Frank, where can people find you?” F: “.. New Jersey” J: “Don’t give them your address!”

Frank:

twitter

instagram

website

Shaun:

twitter

He announced his new comic book Wizard Beach, which will come out in December.

Hambone:

The Vintage RPG Podcast

#casual interactions #1 #frank iero #hambone #shaun simon

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Welcome to A Cup-pella, Jasmin! We’re excited to have you and Mattea Rutherford in the game! Please go through the checklist to make sure you’re ready to go and send in your account within the next 24 hours.

OOC INFO

Name + pronouns: Jasmin she/her Age: 19 Timezone: EST Ships: Mattea/Happiness Anti-Ships: Mattea/Forced

IC INFO

Full Name: Mattea Ali Rutherford Face Claim: Nafessa Williams Age/Birthday: 24/ June 20, 1994 Occupation: Dance Instructor Personality: Comical, Perfectionist, Charismatic, Opinionated, Observant Hometown: Macon, GA Bio: Matt was born to a loving mother and father in a small town in Georgia, she was raised there on her grandparents farm until her father got promoted. Due to his job, Mr. Rutherford moved his family out to Lima, Ohio. Everything was different but Mattea loved the change in scenery, until she started school. Making friends wasn’t something that came easily to Matt, she was more used to talking to chickens than she was talking to actual humans. She spent most of her time with her head in the books or listening to her favorite music and watching everyone interact around her. The following year would be the first year of high school and she was determined to make herself known. Mattea went into freshman year with a few new friends, her mother had sent her to a dance camp where she’d gotten more confident and shapely.

She walked into the school like she owned it, which was far from the truth. After a few months, Mattea has secured a starting spot on McKinley High’s basketball team and is now official in with the ‘cool kids’. It felt good to fit in. After a while, Matt began noticing the little things her friends would do to some kids. Instead of speaking out about it, Matt would try to pull his teammates aside and speak about it. This ended up being a huge mistake.

Going into her sophomore year was like going back to prison. The first day back, Mattea was met with a slushy to the face. That’s when she lost it, she was sent to the office for breaking a fellow students nose and fingers. Luckily for her, she got off with detention for a week. Matt would regularly sneak out of detention to watch the glee club perform, just to pass the time. She decided to join the club, deciding that she had nothing else to lose.

That’s when Matt fell in love with the arts. It was so freeing to be able to do what you love and not have anyone judge you. The people around Matt became her family, she would do anything for any of them. Mattea’s father had received another promotion, this time it was in New York. Telling the glee club was heartbreaking, there were tears and long hugs before Matt left the choir room for the last time.

Once her family moved Matt was focused on creating an atmosphere like the glee club where kids didn’t have one. She finished High school without much trouble, making sure to keep in contact with her friend’s back home and even going back to Lima for their graduation. She received a scholarship to Cornell University to study dance and take vocal lessons.

Now, five years later and Matt is a teacher’s assistant at a performing arts high school. She’s currently trying to get a glee club started but doesn’t think she has what it takes. Pets: No pets …yet

Relationships: Michelle Chang Mattea and Michelle were like ying and yang. They never went anywhere without each other. They’ve been best friends since the moment they met in dance camp.

Abrams Project

Roommates: Rachel Berry and Dani Harper

EXTRA INFO: Mattea dated during highschool, but she didn’t come out until her first year of college.

[ This is for the masterlist, but also a fun little way to get to know your character! ]

@mattitty/:

Five latest tweets:

@mattitty: why buy new clothes when i can go through my dad’s closet @mattitty: sippin mango moscato, bumping jimi hendrix… im feelin’ good @mattitty: i dropped a ballet bar on my foot… this may be my final tweet @matitty: starbucks has got to do better. GET DONUTS

@mattitty: i made a joke about the rugrats in class today an no one got it… we really are getting old y'all

#accepted