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mxigo · 1 year

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forever and ever, amen | part one

SERIES SYNOPSIS: you may not have spoken more than a handful of words to your neighbor, but you still listen to him play the guitar on his front porch from your window every night.

WARNINGS: talks about death, swearing

WORD COUNT: 3.4k

AUTHOR'S NOTE: an old work that's been sitting in my folder from this past summer. since tlou aired last night, now might be a good time to finally put out that first part, yeah?

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When you were little, during the darkest nights when the world was falling apart, your parents would pull out the old record player and your mom’s collection they kept hidden under the bed with a spare battery. They’d dance together in their bedroom, swaying slowly to the music, holding each other so tight you would think they were going to melt into each other. And on the nights where your mom fell asleep before the two of you, your dad would take you up into his arms, and spin you both around to the same records.

Then when the battery finally broke, your dad would pull out the dusty guitar from his closet and sing every song that he knew, just so he could see his two girls dance together. You can still remember the look they would give each other as he sang the song they played at their wedding; an old country song from the 80s about loving each other even when they’re old.

And it’s on the quietest nights that you miss them the most.

Not too long ago, a man and his teenage daughter moved into the empty house across the street from your small, two-bedroom ranch. Tommy comes by quite often to visit them, and after listening in on conversations at the bar, you find out that he’s Tommy’s older brother, and the girl is not actually his daughter. Joel and Ellie, you find out a bit later, are their names. Since you’re not one to go out very often, and when you do, you stick to yourself, you’ve managed to steer clear of them for the time being.

You’re not very good at making friends these days.

It's a cooler summer night, and you decided to savor it by sleeping with your bedroom window open to let some fresh air in. Besides, you always sleep better when it’s cooler.

You layered up your bed with extra blankets and just got yourself snuggled into the sheets when you started hearing the familiar tune of a guitar. Faint, but just loud enough that it sends a punch to your gut when you realize what you’re hearing. The comforting sound of nickel-plated steel robs the breath straight from your lungs, leaving you frozen as you lay in bed.

It takes a second for you to regain control of your body, but when you do, you slowly make your way over to your window, hand trembling as you lift one of the slats of your blinds. You have no idea why you’re even shaking right now. Probably just terrified that you’ve finally lost it and that you’re hearing a figment of your memories. That when you look outside, there won’t be anything out there, and the sound will stop.

You finally peer outside, eyes drawn to the house across the street that has its one porch light on. Your new neighbor has a leg crossed over a knee and is strumming a guitar on his lap. The notes are low and slow, and not anything you recognize. It’s hard to see through the dark and with the dim light, but you can still make out the movement of his fingers as he picks the strings, keeping his eyes closed. He’s clearly practiced, and you wonder for a moment if this is a skill from before or after Outbreak Day.

Another sound makes its way through your window. A low, deep humming underlying the guitar, intertwining with the sound, the whispers ghosting its fingers over your skin, leaving your flesh raised in return. Tears well up in your eyes as you listen to Joel, your heart pounding so loud in your ears that it threatens to down him out.

It's not the first time you’ve heard music since your parents’ death, but it is the first that has sounded so close to how your father used to sound. You’re soon lost in the melody of the unknown song, taken back to when you were a little girl staring up at her parents from their bedroom floor, blissfully ignorant of what was going to happen to her.

You don’t notice right away when the music stops, only when Joel’s front door shuts, and the porch light flips off. You’re left standing at your window in the dark, and when you touch your face, your fingertips come back wet.

The next night, you’re snuggled into the comfort of your bed with a book that you managed to snag when some traders came through earlier in the day. The soft candlelight flickers from your nightstand onto the worn pages, the orange flame dancing in the dark. The book is old, and you’re surprised that something from so long before everything went to shit is still around. A story about a Christian slave girl falling in love with a Roman nobleman’s son sounded interesting, and you haven’t been disappointed so far.

It's late, likely around midnight or so. Your eyes are threatening to shut for the night when you hear it again: the sound of a guitar through your open window. Your heart damn near jumps out of your chest when the sweet sound reaches your ears again.

You waste no time throwing your covers off and stumbling over to your window, pulling the strings just a touch so you can peek outside without having to peer between the blinds. A cool breeze makes its way through the small gap, whispering over your face as you level your eyes with it.

Joel is sitting outside again, guitar in hand, strumming away without a care. He’s humming again, and something about the sound tugs a small smile from your lips. You don’t recognize the song at first, but it isn’t until he starts to sing the chorus that you realize he’s singing Future Days, and your heart skips a beat. Tears well up in your eyes as you hear one of your dad’s favorite songs for the first time in almost eight years.

Those eight years suddenly feel like forever and so short all at once.

You adjust your body so you’re leaning against the wall, still staring out your window and watching the movement of Joel’s fingers as they continue to flutter over the strings. The breeze continues to push its way through the window, sending your body into shivers, but you don’t dare to move from your spot in fear that if you move and come back, he won’t be there anymore. You’d rather sit through the temporary chill than risk missing the rest of the music.

He finishes the song with humming the last few lines but continues to play the melody for a bit longer. You catch his foot moving a bit to the beat of the song. Realizing that he’s going to continue on with the song for a bit longer, you decide to crawl back into the bed now that the candle has burned out as well. Warm sheets greet you once again, pulling a sigh from your lips as you sink into them.

Your ears echo with the memory of your dad unknowingly playing this song for you for the last time. When it was just the two of you left, facing the world together. The two of you found an empty house in a suburb in Chattanooga, with a balcony and a view of the mountains behind it. It was just like the house that your parents would talk about having “once all of this blows over.” That night as you both sat on the balcony, your dad played the same melody that Joel plays now, with you tucked into his side, and your head resting in the crook of his neck. And that same night, you woke to him fighting off a group of hunters the best that he could, screaming for you to run, and don’t look back.

And you didn’t.

Your heart aches painfully at the memory, still hearing your dad’s screams echo in your ears. It’d been a miracle that you made it away from the hunters, but there were moments that you wished they killed you along with him so you wouldn’t have to face the world alone.

It took you a few years of jumping between groups and settlements, most of them turning on each other and burning to the ground, but you eventually made it to Jackson. With your last sliver of energy, you were able to get all the way to the gate before finally collapsing in exhaustion. Tommy happened to be the one that opened the gate, carrying you into Jackson, and into a new life. You only wished your parents were here to share the love and safety that Jackson had to offer, especially the view of the mountains.

It took so long to finally feel safe and comfortable in a place that felt too good to be true, constantly waiting for the shoe to drop and for everything to blow up in your face again. But it hasn’t, and the people continued to make you feel welcome in their community, despite yourself still struggling to let anyone in.

Joel is still playing as you drift off into sleep.

The next evening, Joel, Tommy, and Ellie are playing cards at the kitchen table when Ellie brings up their neighbor.

“Hey, why don’t we ever see our neighbor around anywhere. I don’t even see her when she leaves the house,” she asks, laying down a card. Joel looks up from his hand, eyes landing on Tommy as he waits for an answer. To be honest, he’s curious about his ghostly neighbor too.

“That’s because she hardly ever does leave the house, Ellie,” Tommy answers, laying down a card of his own.

“Why’s that?” Tommy sighs before glancing out the window to your house.

“Well, when you’re alone for so long, it becomes a challenge to assimilate into a space that has so many people. It’s hard to learn how to trust again, especially when you’ve gone through what she has.”

“How long has she been here?”

“A little over six months when y’all got here,” Tommy answers, waiting on Joel to play a card. Joel looks back at his hand, flipping a card out.

“She talk to anyone?”

“As far as I know, I’m the only one she’ll seek out.” A look crosses Ellie’s face, one Joel knows all too well.

She doesn’t ask any more questions about you, but she already has a plan in mind.

There’s a knock on your door about midday the following day, scaring the shit out of you. You’re surprised when you open the door expecting Tommy, but instead find a teenage girl in your doorway instead. She looks up at you with a smile on her face, holding a deck of cards in one of her hands.

“Hi, I’m Ellie. I live across the street. Do you know how to play euchre,” she asks, leaving you speechless. Your eyes are wide, and your mind is short circuiting at the situation at hand.

“What?”

“Well, Joel and Tommy are out on patrol, and I’m bored,” she gives, still looking at you with bright eyes. Your brain is still trying to wrap around the fact that a young girl that you know nothing about is on your front porch, asking to play a card game with her. There hasn’t been anyone other than Tommy in your house, and the thought about having someone new enter your safe space makes your stomach churn.

“Won’t your dad be mad that you’re at a stranger’s house,” you try. Ellie rolls her eyes.

“He’s not my dad, we just traveled together, and what he doesn’t know won’t kill him,” she deflects. You take a breath.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea, kid.”

“Why not? It’s just cards. If it’ll make you feel better, we can play out here,” she tries again, gesturing to the two chairs and side table sitting to your right.

It’s just a game of cards. It’ll be fine.

“Fine. Just one game.” Ellie’s face lights up even brighter before she walks over to the unused chairs and table. She takes her seat and starts setting up the game, leaving you to follow her. You take a precursory glance around to see if there’s anyone watching the two of you, and once you find there’s no one, you take your seat across from her.

“So, where’re you from?" she asks, wasting no time. You sigh.

“I thought we were just playing euchre.”

“Well, there’s no fun in cards if you’re not talkin’,” she quips back. There’s a pregnant pause before you answer her.

“Originally from Florida. A small town west of Jacksonville,” you answer finally, and Ellie looks up at you in just barely concealed triumph.

“Is that where you’ve got your accent from? It’s like Joel’s, but different.”

“Yeah, although I’ve lost most of it over the years.” You don’t miss that Ellie throws in something about her pseudo-dad, and you can’t help but wonder what he might sound like.

Ellie hums before laying down a card. “How old are you?”

“Twenty-five.”

“Do you like Jackson?”

“Sure.”

“Do you—”

“Look, I agreed to play a round of cards, not twenty-one questions,” you snap, narrowing your eyes at the teenager, who looks like she’s been caught with her hand in the cookie jar. You sigh, setting your cards down on the table.

“Thank you for game, Ellie, but I’m done.” You push yourself up from the chair and walk back into your house, making sure to flip the lock behind you. You can’t do any prying right now, especially from someone you don’t even know.

You’re laying down in bed reading that night when you hear guitar strings again. This time though, you don’t bother getting up to peer through your blinds, opting to just lay in bed and stare at the ceiling. You feel bad about how you reacted to Ellie’s questions, but the last thing you want is to make friends with a teenager, let alone one as prying as Ellie. You just simply don’t have the energy for it anymore, or the emotional capability.

You need to protect yourself first, no matter if it’s physically, mentally, or emotionally. It’d been a hard lesson, but you’ve learned that there’s no room for any kind of relationships any more in this world. They will only serve to hurt and cripple you later. There should only be effort to keep yourself safe and survive.

The sound of a door opening brings you out of your thoughts, and Joel’s music comes to a halt. You can vaguely make out Ellie’s voice, and she must make a joke as you hear the both of them laugh over something. Your heart aches at their comfortability, yearning for the same.

But you can’t.

It isn’t until the following evening that there’s another knock at your door. You freeze in your kitchen, hoping that she’ll give up, but your hopes are shattered when she speaks.

“I know you’re in there, and I ain’t leaving until you come out!”

You sigh, steeling yourself for the conversation to come. The door creaks as you open it just a sliver, meeting Ellie’s green eyes. She’s holding the same deck of cards.

“Ellie—”

“I won’t ask any questions this time. I just wanna play,” she interrupts, her face hard with determination. There’s a good chance that she’ll keep her word, but you also don’t want to give her the chance of prying again if she is bluffing. But she’s still looking at you with hopeful eyes, and you can’t help but see a part of you in her, desperate for companionship.

“No questions, okay?” Ellie’s face breaks out in a grin, and she nods. You step out on to the porch, shutting the door behind you before taking your same spot from last night, Ellie already setting up the game.

True to her word, Ellie doesn’t test a single question, opting for just simple conversation about what’s going on around Jackson, which you answer with the occasional hum. As you play deeper into the game, you find that she’s actually not bad company. She’s funny, and wiser beyond her years.

But of course, that all stops when she asks a question.

“Can I ask you a question?” The hand that was about to lay a card stops, hovering over the pile. A mask falls over your face at her words, looking at the girl.

“You just did.” She rolls her eyes.

“You know what I mean,” she defends. You tilt your head in thought, looking back down at the deck of cards, weighing your options. Upon your decision, you lay down your card.

“Just one. And I can choose not to answer if I don’t want to, alright?”

“Sure. Um, do you like music?” Your eyes snap back up to Ellie, surprise written across your face at her simple but loaded question. A smile twitches to make an appearance.

“Yeah, I love music,” you finally answer. Ellie hums before laying down a card, sticking to her promise about only one question.

One game turns into two, and two into three before the sun starts to set behind the mountains. Ellie is telling you a funny story about her and Joel when the man comes walking down the street. He’s about to walk up the steps to the front door when he realizes that Ellie is sitting with you on your porch. Your heart starts to speed up as he walks towards you, panic gripping you.

“Thanks for the games, Ellie,” you say quickly before abandoning your seat to rush through your door, desperate to escape the situation that is bound to happen. A sigh of relief leaves your lips when you’re finally in the safety of your home, your heart starting to calm down.

Joel’s footsteps are muffled from the door as he makes it to Ellie.

“Joel,” Ellie whines. “I finally got her to play euchre with me, and you had to come over here and ruin it.”

“What are you doin’ here?”

“I just said I was playing cards with her.”

“You know that’s not what I meant.” Ellie groans.

“Whatever,” she sighs, her feet stomping down your steps towards her own home. A moment passes that you hold your breath, waiting for Joel to follow her. You have half a thought that he might knock on your door to interrogate you, but that thought is quickly squashed as he soon follows down the steps, his booted feet thudding against the wood.

When the two of them are inside of the house, Joel tries again.

“What were you doin’ at her house?”

“What did it look like, Joel? I’m trying to get her to open up,” she says, throwing her arms up. “I know it sucks not having anyone to talk to.”

“That’s not your job, Ellie. She’s a grown woman who can make her own decisions.”

“That’s not the point. C’mon, you know that sometimes it takes some nudging from someone to finally be yourself again.” Ellie’s words strike something in Joel, thrown back into the memories of how he was before her, when he couldn’t be any lower. He walks into the dining room, pulling out a chair.

“Well, what have you learned so far then,” he asks, and Ellie smirks, taking her own seat next to him

“She’s twenty-five, from a town outside of Jacksonville, so she’s got an accent like you, and she likes music.”

“Well, who doesn’t like music?”

“But she had this look on her face when she answered, like she was remembering something that made her happy,” she answers, looking at the table. Ellie can only imagine what music could mean to you. It’s quiet between them for a while before Joel speaks up again.

“I’m gonna play if you wanna sit outside with me,” he offers, and Ellie smiles.

“Sure.”

They both eventually settle in their chairs outside, Joel strumming his guitar to a Johnny Cash song.

“Well I won’t back down, no I won’t back down,” he starts, fingers gliding over the strings. After spending so much time with Joel, Cash has ended up being one of her favorites to listen to from him. His voice just melts into the music, and Tommy has told her that Joel does sound a bit like Johnny when he was younger.

There’s movement from across the street that pulls her attention from Joel, and she catches something move in your window, the blinds shaking.

She’s watching, Ellie thinks, and she smiles.

#joel miller #joel miller x reader #the last of us #the last of us game #tlou #joel miller x y/n

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fortheloveofowen · 9 months

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Luke Patterson College Au

Summary: Just some Luke college! This is more or less if Luke was in college NOW lol IDK if that makes sense, but just pretend it does

Warnings: Man-whore Luke (I eat it up), mentions of sex, mentions of drug use/alcohol use, I'm in love with Luke I'm so delulu

Note: I am literally just working, and I'm bored so typing this on my work computer :) I hope you guys like this one, I've been wanting to make a Luke college au so so badly ;) Also guys I dropped out of college soooo living vicariously through this rn

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Major: Childhood Education

Minor: Music Composition

Was on the hockey team freshman and sophomore year, but quit once his band started getting booked

Can't y'all just see him as the cutest little elementary school music teacher like showing his students his guitar and talking about when he was in a band awww

Luke and Alex definitely have a shared house off-campus and they like throw parties like it's nobody's business

Definitely tried to join Alex's comic book club, but was quickly kicked out because he spilled soda on Reggie's collector's edition of the original Spiderman comics

"Dude, do you know how expensive this was? Like, for real?"

Luke is definitely known as somewhat of a player around campus and pretty much everyone knows who he is. He can usually be found with his tongue down a random girls throat

But, that's what college is about for him duh

He never wanted to go in the first place, but when his parents put that check in his lap to send him to school what else could he do? Especially when his buddy, Bobby, told him about all the hot chicks running around campus

So how do you meet Mr. Luke? Well, you were couped up in the library preparing for this god awful Bio final that has been stressing you to the point of pulling your hair out when you hear some.... children's laughter???

You look to the main double-door entrance and see a gaggle of children that can't be more than 5 or 6 years old barreling through the doors

And what shocked you most was... Luke Patterson leading this wild pack of children into the building??? I guess you had just never taken interest in what his major is or really anything about him, so you couldn't be too sure what his intentions were

A quiet Luke puts up a finger to his lips and begins counting down from 10, attempting to shush the kids he was directing

"Hey guys, can we quiet down please, we can't be too loud in the library! shhhhh"

And you're like is he soft? and good with kids? Definitely not soft (or so you think right now hehe), but he is great with kids

The kids are shuffling around the library, giggling at the pages in the anatomy books while Luke sits at a nearby table

"Are they bothering you? I knew it was a bad idea to bring them here, but I-I-It's about to rain... had no idea where else to take them..."

And you're just like huh? Because one, why is he talking to you, and two, this is not the same douchebag player you thought you knew. But, you end up telling him that they're fine and you continued studying until your roommate, Julie, asked if you wanted to meet up for dinner

You don't end up seeing Luke for a while after the first meet, and you had long let him disappear from your thoughts

That is until your friend Flynn decides to drag you to a party to "celebrate" finals being over (Even though you'd rather be couped up in your room rewatching Scooby Doo if you were being honest)

The house wasn't anything too crazy, donned with LED lights and some old beer cans strewn across the porch

You had been drinking with Flynn for a while, the fresh smell of marijuana and vomit stinging your nose as you waltzed around the house

Your bladder quickly caught up with you, though, as you excused yourself from Flynn for a second to find a pisser because you know you can't hold your pee while you're drunk

So, you're bobbing around sticking your head into pretty much every single room when you finally come across a door at the end of the hallway

You turn the door handle, astonished to find it unlocked, but you let yourself in and...

There's Luke... hands under a tiny blonde girl's shirt as he kissed up and down her neck

"Oh my god, I can... I am so sorry let me just go!"

You shout almost too eager as you swiftly slam the door and make your way back downstairs, ready to tell Flynn the shit you just walked into

But, alas, your friend is sitting on the couch with Reggie, one of Luke's closest friends, you've come to find out so you averted your attention to the kitchen

It was quiet in here, other than the small bits of banter going on around you in the almost empty kitchen

You stared into your cup of whatever concoction Flynn had made you when you're startled by a sudden presence to your left

"Hey, you're the girl from the library right? Sorry about uhhh... the bathroom sitch.... just doing my civil duty haha"

Luke slurred out as he hoisted himself onto the kitchen counter beside you

You nod your head, not really trying to engage with his "type"

"You wanna dance? Everyone else here is so boring..."

You and Luke head out to the living where masses of people were dancing along to whatever rap song was blaring over the speaker

Luke instinctively holds you by the waist as you sway the entire night, especially when you sway to his bedroom and then to his bed and then.... you get the picture

And Luke took care of you that night, kissing your shoulders, looking into your eyes as he kissed up your stomach bro omg I am getting ahead of myself

But, anyways, you wake up and immediately feel TONED HANDSOME arms around your waist and you're like??? because this is definitely not your bed and who is this man?

Your eyes peak out over the covers and you have the biggest "oh fuck" moment of your life because YOU JUST SLEPT WITH LUKE PATTERSON

So, without thinking you swiftly jump up out of bed and search around his room for your clothes, but not before you're interrupted by a groan and a yawn coming from the bed

"Shit..."

You mutter under your breath as Luke peers at you through hooded lids

When did he become so beautiful and why the hell hadn't you realized until now??

"Good morning to you too... You're leaving already? Didn't enjoy the show?"

He wiggles his eyebrows at you are you're like oh... my... god I gotta get out of here so you scurry off without much of a goodbye, but not before Luke puts his number into your phone

This goes on for a while, you sneaking over to his house, sleeping in his bed, waking up in his arms, and then spending the morning talking and eating breakfast. But, no lovely-dovey shit... ever

It had become somewhat of a routine, but for Luke, this wasn't normal

He'd sleep with a girl a few times, but then ditch her before things could get too serious

But now he's got himself a drawer of your clothes, and your smile embedded in his brain

So you're over this one time and you both had woken up rather sleepy due to the events of the prior night hehehehe

And Luke is just staring at you so lovingly and it was different than any way he had looked at you before

And he just instinctively wraps you in his arms and spoons you

You're like

"Luke, didn't we say that cuddling was off the table if we're awake? We're not like together, remember?"

And he freezes and is like

"We're together. We sleep together, we spend the mornings together, we are quite literally the definition of together..."

Aww he just chews on his thumb and looks up at you through his eyelashes and just kisses you

You and Luke are the couple that literally everyone is digusted with

He constantly needs to be touching you and will literally wait outside your classes so he can flash you that geeky smile and chuckle while holding out some food or coffee

He just wants to take care of you in all ways possible

Finally lets you come to one of his band practices and everyone is like

"Wow you're significant other is so cool, Luke!"

And he just gets antsy and is like yeah I know now leave them alone before I get jealous hehehe

Such a jealous boyfriend and sometimes you have to remind him how much you love him and he can get really insecure but he finds that comfort in you

Practically thinks you are gold and literally nothing in this world could compare to you

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Alrighty y'all that is it for now, but I hope you likeeee

#alex mercer #jatp #jatp imagines #julie and the phantoms #julie and the phantoms imagines #luke patterson #luke patterson imagines #reggie peters

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skwisdad · 1 year

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[OC]: Irma Bjelland, daughter of Skwisgaar Skwigelf and bass player of the Swedish hardcore punk band Nekrotysm

(full bio below!)

Name: Irma Bjelland

Age: 20

Birthday: December 13th

Height: 5’8”

Hair: Black (dyed)/Blonde (natural)

Eyes: Blue

Nationality: Swedish

Family:

Skwisgaar Skwigelf (biological father/manager)

Ylva Bjelland (mother, deceased)

Ulla Bjelland (maternal grandmother)

Surfetta Skwigelf (paternal grandmother)

Thousands of illegitimate half-siblings

Toki Wartooth (legal guardian)

Appearance:

Irma is a relatively tall young lady with long blonde hair that meets her mid-back and blue eyes. She wears her hair in two braids, reminiscent of Wednesday Addams.

She is modeled after American musicians Taylor Momsen and Billie Eillish.

Although naturally blonde like her father, she dyes her hair black to distinguish herself from him. Despite this, she seems to be inconsistent on the upkeep, and her blonde roots are very visible. Whenever she and Skwisgaar argue, he always likes to point out that her blonde roots are showing. She resembles her mother in face alone, but she is often seen wearing heavy amounts of makeup to allow herself to stand out.

She has several facial piercings, including a ball-stud on her upper lip and a ring in the center of her lower lip. She also has a piercing on her left eyebrow. She also has the word “disrespect” (spelled "disrespekt") tattooed across her cheekbones and a tattoo of a millipede across her clavicle and right arm. She also has the words "Daddy Issues" tattooed on the back of her neck, which she gets specifically as petty jab to Skwisgaar.

As a child, Irma is depicted having blonde hair, but still wearing her hair in two braided pigtails. She is also seen wearing an off-white floral-patterned frock and a red apron.

Personality:

While she hates to admit it, Irma mirrors her father in a number of ways. She is a cocky, proficient musician and is often regarded as a musical genius. Much like her father on guitar, she can play bass incredibly fast and takes a great deal of pride in what she can do. She also serves as her band’s primary songwriter, and she’s written multiple songs about her dad, including “I Wish You’s Die”.

Irma is known to be smarter with her money than Skwisgaar. She seems to always have the most advanced guitar technology and recording equipment, such as a distortion pedal that makes her bass sound like “literally Beelzebub”, or a bracelet that also serves as a flask for storing extra booze at “boring” industry parties.

Irma tends to be a bit smarter and more mature than Skwisgaar, sometimes to a point where the other members of Dethklok think she is older than she really is. However, other times she can be highly petty and overly dramatic, especially when it comes to her father. She physically assaults him after seeing him try to sneak away while explaining to Charles and the other members of Dethklok the circumstances of her life.

Irma is quietly insecure and secretly yearns for the approval of a father figure. She constantly rejects Skwisgaar’s attempts to connect with her in favor of bonding with his other bandmates, namely Toki and Murderface.

Irma is a lesbian, and takes after her father’s ways of sleeping with multiple women -- as well as his preference for thicker women.

Also like Skwisgaar and Toki, she speaks in a fake Scandinavian accent, and uses misplaced pluralization.

Biography:

Birth

Irma Bjellund is the only daughter of Ylva Bjellund and Skwisgaar Skwigelf. She was born in Stockholm, Sweden on December 13th.

Ylva was Skwisgaar’s girlfriend for a time when he returned briefly back to Sweden. At the time, Skwisgaar lived with his mother Surfetta and stepfather, Tyr. When it turned out that Surfetta was cheating on Tyr, Skwisgaar fled Sweden without telling Ylva and returned to join his band, Dethklok. Before Ylva could locate him, she was tracked down by her own mother, Ulla, a cult leader.

Unfortunately, like Skwisgaar, Ylva was also living in Stockholm in an attempt to appear normal. She is originally from Halsingland, living in Stockholm to hide from her abusive mother.

Childhood

Although the circumstances of her death are never clear, it is safely assumed that Ylva was killed by her mother’s cult. It is also not clear if Irma remembers her mother at all, since it’s implied she died when Irma was young, but she does carry a picture of her mother in a locket. She holds a grudge towards Skwisgaar for abandoning her mother, and thus abandoning her.

Not much is known about Irma’s childhood although it is clear she was abused. Growing up, due to the living conditions she was forced into, she became fascinated by different kinds of bugs, particularly millipedes. She mentions that the cult in her childhood subjected her to a number of traumatic experiences; such as being present for “consummation” rituals and having to take psychedelic mushrooms as a child. She says she was force-fed psychedelic mushrooms so often, she says that it is a “miracle” that she has a grasp on reality still, if at all.

Additionally, Irma is possessed by a mythical Nordic entity known as Tusenfoting, which can be summoned when a drum pattern of a particular BPM is played. How or why the Tusenfoting possessed her is also unclear, but it is safe to assume it was the result of the cult torturing her. When the Tusenfoting is awakened, it attacks living things and drinks their blood.

Although Irma doesn’t like to talk about it, she stabbed her grandmother in order to escape her clutches, leading three other teenage orphans who lived at her commune. Later on, Irma taught two of them to play the guitar, while Mina had already known to play the drums as part of cult rituals.

Growing up, Irma was a huge fan of Dethklok, despite her grandmother’s disapproval. She claims she learned how to play bass while listening to Dethklok on bass-boosted headphones. She looks up to William Murderface, citing him as her favorite bass player of all time.

Relationship with Skwisgaar:

Skwisgaar first learns of her existence when her band, Nekrotysm (a pun on the word "Nepotism"), goes viral on TikTok for their cover of Dethklok's "Duncan Hills Coffee Jingle" and conspiracy theory spreads on the internet that suggests she may be his daughter.

Skiwsgaar originally refuses any responsiblity for her as any of the mothers of his children should have signed a waiver that removes him of paternal responsibility. However, he is later informed by Dethklok manager (post-Doomstar Requiem) Charles Ofdensen who Irma's mother is; his now deceased ex-girlfriend Ylva, who passed by mysterious means. Charles tells Skwisgaar that, legally speaking, he was not a member of Dethklok at the time of Irma's conception, and therefore has to, at very least, contact her.

Irma, for the most part, resents Skwisgaar for his absence as this led to her being raised by her grandmother -- Ylva's mother, Ulla, a high priestess of a pagan cult.

Skwisgaar, plagued with guilt for what Irma had to go through, does genuinely apologize for the way Irma grew up, but Irma initially decides not to forgive him. Skwisgaar is unfortunately is too emotionally immature not to stoop to her level of petty name calling. They tend to get into petulant arguments over meaningless things – such as where on Skwisgaar’s fretboard he uses a capo, or the simple fact that it was actually the father she claims to despise so much that recorded the basslines she learned to play bass along to.

The situation is immediately worsened when Irma develops a close relationship with Toki Wartooth, who takes pity on Irma when learning they had similar childhoods.

Skwisgaar later finds out that Toki is campaigning to legally adopt Irma and be her guardian.

Relationship with Toki

A nasty custody battle ensues when Skwisgaar finds out Toki wants to adopt Irma, with most of Dethklok taking Toki’s side. Nathan points out that Skwisgaar is only mad because Toki is the one who wants to adopt her, and that if Nathan and Abigail wanted to adopt Irma, Skwisgaar would have handed her over to them without hesitation.

The court comes to an agreement that the primary responsibility for Irma would be given to Toki, as Skwisgaar has not proven himself to be responsible around children, given the number of paternity lawsuits he’s already faced.

In turn, Toki is Irma’s official guardian, and it is agreed Irma would live with him at Mordhaus. Of course, this technically means that she now lives with her actual father and has to see him everyday.

Even Toki and Skwisgaar do quite a bit of co-parenting toward Irma because Toki’s innocent nature makes him a less than responsible parent. While Toki means well, he doesn’t always make decisions in Irma’s best interest. For example, he hires Dr. Rockso to be their new manager, to Skwisgaar’s horror, and he immediately fires Rockso and takes over the role as Nekrotysm's manager.

Skwisgaar and Irma share one of their most notable bonding moments as they take turns beating the shit out of Rockso.

(I plan to write more soon! Stay tuned for my short fic series the "Metalocalypse: The Nekrotysm Chronicles") Last revised: 05-10-2023

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crazyyanderefangirlfan · 1 year

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Morningstar kids

Septuplets

A/N: They all have gray eyes but this is as close I can get

Name: Lucinda Persephone Morningstar

Age: 14

Birthday: April 25

Nicknames: Lu, Lulu (by family and friends), Princess, Babygirl, Sweetheart, My Star, Mon bébé, Kidd, Kiddo (all by her parents). Miss Bossy, Big sister, Big sis (by her younger siblings).

Likes: Family and friends, dogs especially Cerberus, isekaid villainess and villainess manwha and anime, baking, torturing her enemies, singing, her guitar, k-pop, torture devices, Adelio (Diavolo and Astrids's oldest son), fencing, chocolate, theater both plays and musicals, eclairs, jerks getting their karma, attic golf.

Dislikes: Liars, cheaters, Uncle Solomon's cooking, being wrong, bitter things, idiots who are not family or friends, Magnus being flirted at, sizeists, being looked down upon, arrogant angels, her mother insulted, her (bio) dad overworking himself, Maverick endangering himself, her siblings in danger, Topaz's boy crazy schemes, Gramps.

Strengths: Demon physiology, cooking, fencing, singing, baking, guitar, polygot, magic, acting, dancing, hellfire manipulation, feather manipulation, krav maga.

Name: Maverick Garnet Morningstar

Age: 14

Birthday: April 25

Nicknames: Mave (by everyone), Hatchling, Kid, Sport, Kiddo, Mon bébé (by his parents), Big brother, bro, Little brother (by his siblings).

Likes: Family and friends, baking, money, track and field, music, comics, anime and manga, cartoons, card games, all forms of monopoly, fantasy books, cool sneakers, soccer, music, his guitar, rapping, Rebecca (Solomon and Gabi's daughter), animated movies, bathroom humor, spicy food, video games, jerks getting their karma, attic golf.

Dislikes: Liars, cheaters, Uncle Solomon's cooking, idiots who are not family or friends, Rebecca being flirted at, sizeists, being looked down upon, arrogant angels, his mother insulted, his (bio) dad being insulted, his siblings in danger, Topaz's boy crazy schemes, being called an idiot, overly sweet things, Gramps.

Strengths: Demon physiology, pickpocketing, business sense, nunchucku proficiency, singing, rapping, guitar, cooking, telling jokes, gaming, enhanced speed, magic, crow summoning, krav maga.

Name: Maribel Ruri Morningstar

Age: 14

Birthday: April 25

Nicknames: Mari (by everyone), Player 3, Little Henry, Princess, Babygirl, Sweetheart, Mon bébé, Kidd, Kiddo (all by her parents). Big sister, Big sis. Little sister (by her younger siblings).

Likes: Family and friends, baking, anime and manga, isekaid villainess and villainess anime and manga, cosplay, stories with good plot and characterization, k-pop, Elijah (Simeon and Dani's oldest son), Maverick's jokes, seafood, chocolate, dancing, marine life, swimming, video games, anime cafes, jerks getting their karma, attic golf.

Dislikes: Liars, cheaters, Uncle Solomon's cooking, idiots who are not family or friends, Elijah being flirted at, sizeists, being looked down upon, arrogant angels, her fandoms being butchered, bad and overly used plots, dry skin, being with unfamiliar people, her siblings in danger, Topaz's boy crazy schemes, her mother insulted, Gramps, coffee flavored snacks.

Strengths: Demon physiology, archery, bilingual, cooking, swimming, keyboard, dancing, drawing, singing, sewing, gaming, summoning sea monsters, krav maga, magic.

Name: Oliver Victor Morningstar

Age: 14

Birthday: April 25

Nicknames: Ollie (by family and friends), Mon chat, Kid, Sport, Kiddo, Mon bébé (by his parents), Big brother, bro, Little brother (by his siblings).

Likes: Family and friends, reading, writing, stories with good plot and characterization, cats, pranks, baking, cat cafes, Ruth (Simeon and Dani's oldest daughter), spears, tea, reading on his bed, Maverick's jokes, Ratatouille, flower collecting and pressing, board games, jerks getting their karma, attic golf.

Dislikes: Liars, cheaters, Uncle Solomon's cooking, idiots who are not family or friends, Ruth being flirted at, sizeists, being looked down upon, arrogant angels, his fandoms being butchered, bad and overly used plots, escargo, his siblings in danger, Topaz's boy crazy schemes, Gramps.

Strengths: Demon physiology, spear and shield proficiency, polygot, cooking, savate, writing, pickpocketing, pranks, magic, hexing.

Name: Aphrodite Fleur Morningstar

Age: 14

Birthday: April 25

Nicknames: Aphy (by everyone), My flower, Princess, Babygirl, Sweetheart, Mon bébé, Kidd, Kiddo (all by her parents), Big sister, Big sis. Little sister (by her younger siblings).

Likes: Family and friends, fashion, designing, baking, make-up, crystal collecting, k-pop, isekaid villainess and villainess anime and manga, cosplay, modelling, dancing, singing, pool, gymnastics, airsoft, David (Solomon and Gabi's oldest son), romance, music, jerks getting their karma, attic golf, chocolate.

Dislikes: Liars, idiots who are not family or friends, David being flirted on, her siblings in danger, Topaz's boy crazy schemes, her mother insulted, Gramps, sizeists, being looked down upon, arrogant angels, no diversity in fashion industry, brussels sprouts, love being granted, shitty og heroines in isekai villainess fandoms, cheaters, Uncle Solomon's cooking.

Strengths: Demon physiology, gymnastics both artistic and rhythmic, fashion design, hair styling, krav maga, cooking, make-up, singing, dancing, baton twirling, cheerleading, magic.

Name: Clement Marcel Morningstar

Age: 14

Birthday: April 24

Nicknames: Clem (by everyone) All-star, Kid, Sport, Kiddo, Mon bébé (by his parents), Big brother, bro, Little brother (by his siblings).

Likes: Family and friend, food, sports, camping, butterfly watching, animated and action movies, cartoons and anime, comic books, Maverick's jokes, Julietta (Barbatos and Issy's daughter), hammers, street fairs, Uncle Fabian's art, comfy clothes, bathroom humor, roller blades, rock climbing, Barbie music, picnics, jerks getting their karma, attic golf.

Dislikes: Liars, cheaters, idiots who are not family or friends, Julietta being flirted on, his siblings in danger, Topaz's boy crazy schemes, his mother insulted, Gramps, sizeists, being looked down upon, arrogant angels, badly cooked food, Uncle Solomon's cooking, dishonesty in sports, too much homework, bad movie plots and designs, charcoaled food, too strong perfumes.

Strengths: Demon physiology, sports, drumming, krav maga, cooking, magic, insect summoning, hammer proficiency, bilingual, enhanced athleticism, insect knowledge.

Name: Astra Lilith Morningstar

Age: 14

Birthday: April 25

Nicknames: My little star, Princess, Babygirl, Sweetheart, Mon bébé, Kidd, Kiddo (all by her parents), Big sister, Big sis. Little sister (by her younger siblings).

Likes: Family and friends, astronomy, constellations, stars, ballet, figure skating, board games, pool, baking, pranks, baking, attic golf, jerks getting their karma, star gazing, camping, isekaid villainess and villainess anime and manga, Quiche Lorraine, chocolate, Camillo (Barbatos and Issy's son), Maverick's jokes, testing beds, girl scout cookies, cute stationaries, k-pop, human rain.

Dislikes: Liars, cheaters, idiots who are not family or friends, Camillo being flirted on, his siblings in danger, Topaz's boy crazy schemes, his mother insulted, Gramps, sizeists, being looked down upon, arrogant angels, her sleep ruined, strangers waking her up, squash, Uncle Solomon's cooking, wet socks,

Strengths: Demon physiology, harp proficiency, ballet, figure skating, knitting, cooking, pranks, bilingual, singing, dancing, charting, sleep manipulation, dream hopping, magic, axe proficiency.

A/N: I actually had info about them but got deleted T_T. I have more kids but I'll do the oldest first.

@sparkbeast20

#obey me #lucinda morningstar #maverick morningstar #mari morningstar #oliver morningstar #aphrodite morningstar #clement morningstar #astra morningstar

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hunterofdeer · 13 days

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Everyone, Finally, Knows That (Substack Link in Bio)

I didn’t foresee myself watching a 1986 porno in my living room today, but there have been stranger things. The adult film begins with humble opening credits, and then an eruption of thunderous clouds fills the screen. Zoom in. There is an almost imperceptible narration. Cut to a man getting into a car. Headlights flash, and a guitar riff overtakes the soundtrack. The tires screech even louder; he might want to get those checked.

We immediately jump to a scene where a woman is performing cunnilingus on another woman (Friend? Partner? Coworker?). A man, mustache and all, opens the door and chuckles, “You two are the horniest girls I’ve ever met!” I’m assuming this is something he regularly walks in on. More credits and driving sequences are dispersed throughout, along with bits of the usual porno exposition. There’s another plot with a couple in a car—the man kind of looks like Fred from Scooby-Doo. The two make out, but the poor guy jizzes his pants, much to blondie’s dismay. The woman, in particular, has a terrific sardonic delivery of “Yeah, call me.” Get her an Emmy! Primetime, of course.

Title card: Angels of Passion. The storyline is expectedly choppy, but it appears to go from threesome to car crash to threesome in heaven. (A surprisingly artistic low-angle shot had followed the trio walking about their incandescent surroundings in the nude. Yes, the carpets matched the drapes.) After more run-of-the-mill intercourse, a man in white emerges from a glowing ball and introduces himself as William. He’s aware of their confusion and assures them that they’re dead. “Oh, bummer,” says pornstache.

The cause of death was a drunk driver colliding with the motorhome where the trio had set up sex-shop. The following dialogue is achingly slow, but we get a minute-in-heaven-is-days-on-Earth spiel, setting up pornstache’s wristwatch to be Chekhov’s X-rated gun. Jesus Christ, I didn’t suspect a time-manipulation narrative. Then again, this was the 80s.

William says he’ll be gone for five minutes, and the trio wants to take their ménage à trois on tour before he gets back. To travel to Earth, all they had to do was snap their fingers like in the movies, as pornstache aptly puts it. They pull the shenanigans you’d think they’d pull, using their newfound angelic statuses to improve the sex lives of mortals, naturally including demonstrations. The character count expands: a sexually-latent secretary, a suicidal businessman, and even domestic fucking terrorists, emphasis on the fucking.

Now I realize I’ve spent a few too many paragraphs describing a porno, and I don’t think my mother would be very proud. But it is this video that contains the lewd answer to a musical mystery.

WatZatSong.com is a website where curious users submit song snippets, hoping someone can come along to identify them. In 2021, a user named Carl92 uploaded a 17-second scrap that could’ve been a backtrack to an 80s pop-fueled summer vacation. It was incredibly catchy and stirred up a cyber storm. How could something sound so familiar be unknown?

People dubbed the elusive audio as “Everyone Knows That” (EKT) or “Ulterior Motives” in accordance with the limited lyrics, which were still highly debated due to the muddied sound quality. Eventually, Carl92 stopped interacting on WatZatSong, and people perceived this to be a dead end.

In 2023, the audio was uploaded to YouTube, and the uploader used a picture of a glittery pink CD player, which tied this song to that iconic image. As more and more days passed by, this tune attracted a substantial and dedicated following. People were restricted to only 17 seconds of sound, and all they could see was the flash photo of a CD player, its round speakers like alien eyes.

The r/everyoneknowsthat subreddit now has more than 40,000 members, which is a higher population than Liechtenstein, if that example makes any sense to you. The subreddit was made to guide the search, and it is littered with memes, potential leads, and debunked cases. After u/One-Truth-5867 heard a similar song in a random clip on YouTube, they enlisted the help of u/south_pole_ball to search a catalog of vintage pornos. And then they found it.

At approximately 01:07:30 in Angels of Passion, you can begin to hear the synth-pop beat between breathy moans and grunts. Hilariously, the famous snippet occurred during the rare moment of silence between the actors, suggesting Carl92 had cut around the erotic noise to avoid any shameful admission of the music’s source. However, I can understand why Carl92 would be motivated to find this song. The classic steamy bedroom sex, with a bright-red Coca-Cola sign hanging on the wall, underscored by a peppy, libidinous track, puts you in the fantasy and keeps you wanting more.

At the end of the film, the once booming, gray clouds start to clear. The credits roll, and for the score, I see two names: Chris & Phi. The names, which I’m sure were shortened for discreetness, point to Christopher Saint Booth and Philip Adrian Booth, identical twin brothers who composed soundtracks for a variety of pornos. Currently, they produce, direct, and compose for seemingly low-rent horror films (as if horror films aren’t already low-rent enough). What they do, however, is not up to my judgement; if they are content, then I am, too. They clearly are talented enough to create such a craze around a song in a dated adult film, and I would be open to seeing more of what they have to offer.

I try to imagine myself in a 1980s fairytale, and I wonder what it would be like if I were some hunky actor who pursued pornography in that era’s energized, consumerist culture. This blue movie, while not necessarily great by any means, was interesting in the fact that it was determined to tell a story and entice the viewer into a make-believe of their base desires.

The reality of all this, as usual, doesn’t check out. Adult production studios, which are extremely male-dominated, obviously take advantage of pornstars. Shit wages, shit contracts, everything is shit—and I’m certain it was worse back then. Two of the actors in this film, Tracey Adams and Steve Drake, were involved in a court case where distributors Charles Brickman and Thomas Ingalls were accused of felony pandering in the production of sex tapes. I looked more into Tracey, and apparently vodka has become her sleep medicine. It’s a messy industry, to say the least.

This whole event is darkly humorous to me. “Everyone Knows That” mocked its obsessive, clueless audience with each replay. Ill-fated Carl92 has become infamously linked to whacking his willy to the song. The song, itself, is just some porno jingle meant to accentuate the carnality on screen. I saw a comment that speculated, in another universe, if the roles were reversed and Madonna’s “Material Girl” ended up being the fleeting ditty, later reduced to a few mere seconds for a community to investigate; and I wondered why people, myself included, lived in these nostalgic fever dreams.

#blog #humor #blogging #everyone knows that #movie #music #lost media #writing

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thelostrainbowthenovel · 1 month

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Finally got around to making an official/colored ref of Apollo! :3 He has been on my mind a lot lately(mainly thanks to this one idea I've been thinking about, of him and Mini knowing about Nate's sexuality/supporting him there), and since I had a little time for art I wanted to finally make an official ref for him! :D

He is still not a character that I will be focusing on too much, but I do have some other ideas I want to get to with him sometime. These mainly being drawing him with Damini(since they are dating, and I just imagine they would be so cute together), writing something with him and Damini(again to showcase their relationship, but also to explore some of the backstory changes I made to Mini), and writing something with him/Mini and Nate, since like mentioned above I have been thinking about the idea of them being a mini friend group, plus also giving Nate some Feorian LGBTQ+ friends since he doesn't currently have any. But yeah, I hope you enjoy! ^w^

Here is a mini bio for him!

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- Apollo Lumen . Age: 27 . Gender: demiboy(he/they) . Sexuality: bisexual . Relationships: Lady Damini Koeler(together for two years) . Abilities: hand-to-hand combat, bow-and-arrows, solar/sun-based magic(natural)

Citizen of Feor, boyfriend to Lady Damini Koeler. Growing up in a poor family, he at first joined the army as soon as he could, as he was following on the footsteps of the other men in his family and he wanted to help out with earning more money. His time as a soldier was short-lived however, as he was only in the army for a couple of years before he gained a serious injury that gave him a large and rather nasty scar on his back, as well as an early retirement. While it took him sometime to recover physically and mentally from his injury, he was not that sad about retiring from the army as he always had dreams of becoming a traveling musician and finally had a chance to pursue that dream. At first he started out as a backup guitar player for this smaller band, working on his own music on the side, before it eventually picked up some interest and he was able to start his solo career. He first met Damini at one of his earliest solo concerts, and they bonded after she came up to him after his show and complemented him on his work. They clicked enough that they kept up communication afterwards, mainly through letters as he was out traveling for a while. When he returned to Feor was when he asked her out for the first time, not wanting to lose anymore time with her. Their dating has been a little more low-key since they have different occupations and are not seen in public together often, but they haven't been keeping it a complete secret either, and are currently making plans to move in together as they are hopeful for their future together. So far in his musician career he has become famous enough to both live comfortably and have many fans, even in other countries outside of Feor. Aside from Mini, another fan of his music is Princess Hestia, as they both play the guitar and she finds some of the things he has done with it very cool. Through Mini he has also become good friends with Prince Ignatius, with them only hanging out occasionally but they have become close enough, to the point Nate felt comfortable enough to open up about his sexuality and lover with him and Mini. Considered strong, warm, and bright, he is a very charming and friendly person that is able to get anyone to loosen up and have fun with his carefree and happy disposition. He is also incredibly open-minded and accepting of everyone who is not appreciated by general society, but he is also very critical of said prejudiced societies as he proudly stands up and advocates for what he believes in, even if this has not always been appreciated by close-minded people. In terms of more negative traits of his, he is a perfectionist to the point he will forget to take care of himself in order to get something done the way he wants it to be(causing him to feel pretty awful afterwards), he is easily distracted and forgetful so he always has to write things down, he bottles his stress too much to the point he either gets sick or lashes out, and while not necessarily a negative trait, as he is always out traveling he often forgets to make time for his loved ones, but he always makes it up to them when he returns home.

#the lost rainbow #character refs #character bios #side characters #feor #apollo lumen #apollo #his first name was first decided randomly in that nate + mini story years ago #with its sort-of 'fiery'/sun/light meaning #but in between the things I knew I wanted for his character I did take some inspiration from his greek god namesake #+ some small vibes from klavier gavin because I love apollo justice: ace attorney #for the bright and cheerful rockstar energy and style #and because I decided not to use apollo justice's colors as inspiration #as I wanted him to have a more bright/'sunny' color scheme

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codenamejudas · 7 months

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CHARACTER BIO TEMPLATE

GENERAL INFORMATION

NAME: Alexi Dauer NICKNAMES/TITLES: Agent Judas (MECH)/ Judy (Dennis)/ Red Star (Yin)/ Gingersnap (Bev) SPECIES: Human AGE: 41 PRONOUNS: He/She/They DATE OF BIRTH: 27 August 1969 NOTE-WORTHY ABILITIES: Skilled guitar player, above average immune system, lockpicking, pickpocketing, good with people. CURRENT RESIDENCE: Verse-dependent; default is in his Kia. OCCUPATION: Agent working for MECH: record-keeping, secret other thing. Busker. Bandmate. AFFILIATIONS: MECH. SPOKEN LANGUAGES: English (and German in some verses)

PERSONALITY

ALIGNMENT: Chaotic neutral ASSETS: One car, three guitars, tackle box full of cool rocks FLAWS: Reckless, liar, immature, self-destructive LIKES: Food (as long as it isn't spicy), music (he'll listen to anything; it's better than silence), soft and comforting things (pillows especially), social gatherings, birds apparently DISLIKES: Physical labour, the desert, anything that puts kids in harm's way FEARS/PHOBIAS: Earthquakes, electric shocks, wings/a very specific type of flying

CONNECTIONS

FAMILY: No surviving immediate family BUT: Jaden and Dennis/ Bev and Cora/ Derecho FRIENDS: Joel and Oscar (bandmate NPCs), pretty much everyone out here EXCEPT Achim ROMANTIC INTEREST: Verse-dependent! (Defaults so far are Jaden and Bev) ENEMIES: Pearson (MECH NPC), Achim

FACTS AND TRIVIA

-Judas doesn't have a Shattered Glass equivalent, nor any other human equivalent across the TF multiverse. He's one of a kind.

-his fear of earthquakes and flight are both relatively recent acquisitions. he's still fine in the work helicopters.

-if he starts talking AT you about trivia, it's because he's hiding something. usually emotions.

-his go to method when meeting people is mimicry, both verbal and physical, until he can judge what bits of himself are socially appropriate.

GENERAL INFORMATION

NAME:

NICKNAMES/TITLES:

SPECIES:

AGE:

PRONOUNS:

DATE OF BIRTH:

NOTE-WORTHY ABILITIES:

CURRENT RESIDENCE:

OCCUPATION:

AFFILIATIONS:

SPOKEN LANGUAGES:

PERSONALITY

ALIGNMENT:

ASSETS:

FLAWS:

LIKES:

DISLIKES:

FEARS/PHOBIAS:

CONNECTIONS

FAMILY:

FRIENDS:

ROMANTIC INTEREST:

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FACTS AND TRIVIA

#general information #blank under the cut!#...but you can call me mimi! (ooc)

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scotianostra · 1 year

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Happy Birthday musician Davey Johnstone, who forged a career of over 50 years as Elton John;s guitarist.

Born David William Logan Johnstone on this day 1951 in Edinburgh, Davey was having a perfectly fine career in the folk music world before he was whisked away to a life of rock and roll with one of the worlds biggest “pop” stars Elton John.

Having moved to London in 1968, Davey got his first album credit that year on the Noel Murphy LP, Another Round. Noel and Davey then formed the band Draught Porridge in 1969. In 1970 Davey played on the album Seasons by Magna Carta and in 1971 joined that group as second guitarist. Their next album, Songs From Wasties Orchard, was helmed by Elton’s producer, Gus Dudgeon.Gus asked Davey to contribute to Bernie Taupin’s solo album in 1971. Davey played guitar, sitar, banjo, mandolin and lute while Bernie read his poetry aloud.

Soon after, in August 1971, Gus called upon Davey once more, this time to play acoustic guitar and mandolin parts on four songs on Elton’s Madman Across The Water album, including the intricate harmonic part that anchors the title track. A week or so later, Elton invited Davey to join the band full-time, joining drummer Nigel Olsson and bassist Dee Murray both in the studio and on stage — and thus was born the group that solidified Elton’s sound.

Since then Davey has been an indispensable part of most of Elton’s albums.Through the decades, Johnstone has squeezed in an equally impressive, varied body of work as an in-demand session player. His roster includes Stevie Nicks, Bob Seger, Alice Cooper, Rod Stewart, Meat Loaf, the Pointer Sisters, Olivia Newton-John, Judy Collins, and many others. He has also done movie music for James Newton Howard and Hans Zimmer.

Johnstone lives in Los Angeles with his wife. He has seven children.

On 10 June 2009, Johnstone played a landmark 2,000th show as a member of the Elton John Band at the SECC Glasgow , he is currently serving as John's musical director, in addition to his guitar work. I looked through the credits for the Elton John film, Rocketman, due out this month and he doesn't seem to feature in it, you will however be able to see Scotsman Richard Madden as Eltons manager John Reid, a much better casting than Irishman Aidan Gillen, who played Reid in the Freddie Mercury bio, Bohemian Rhapsody

.Johnstone recently said "I’ve Had an Amazing, Unbelievable Career”: He released a new solo album – Deeper Than My Roots, only his third solo project, from what I can gather he put the album together during the hiatus most people had during the covid pandemic.

For the musicians out there he mainly uses a Les Paul Deluxe which he bought inn 1972. As you can imagine he has used a plethora of guitars including his trusty ’72 Les Paul Deluxe, a Gibson L-5, B.B. King Lucille, a ’69 Strat, and an Ernie Ball EVH. Acoustics included a Takamine, Gibson J-200, and a late-’60s Yamaha FG-140 he played on many of John’s ’70s classics.

#Scotland #scottish #musician #guitarist #elton john #music history #happy birhtday

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heirophantomthief-sk8-eternity · 8 months

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CHAPTER 3 is up!

I also made some little character bios for the main cast and supporting OCs. The ages listed are accurate to the beginning of the story which is also the start of the school year.

Chinen Miya is 15, Class 1A: an excellent student, competes as a member of the National Skateboarding team, went to a private middle school and has no close friends.

Kyan Koyomi is 15, Class 1B: a good student, member of the Drama club, loves fashion and hanging out with her friends.

Kyan Reki is 16, Class 2C: an OK student but he's failing English. He's more popular with his classmates than he thinks but doesn't have any close friends. No clubs and he doesn't skateboard anymore.

Higa Hiromi is 17, Class 2B: An OK student but he is repeating year two due to fighting and truancy. Soccer club and unofficial member of the gardening club.

Sakurayashiki Kaoru is 17, Class 3A: former top student, former captain of the Kendo club. Current treasurer of the student council. Not currently in any school clubs but attending a programming and robotics course.

Hasegawa Langa is 17, Class 3A: pretty good student and star player on the soccer team. Visits Canada at least once a year, his dad travels a lot.

Shindo Ainosuke is 17, Class 3A: top student, President of the Student Council and the Drama Club. His family is notoriously wealthy and influential.

Nanjo Kojiro is 17, Class 3B: good student, popular and flirty ace of the Baseball team. He and Kaoru are childhood friends, but they aren't in the same class this year.

Kikuchi Tadashi is 18: first year college student, former secretary of the Student Council. Lives and works at the Shindo estate.

Oka Shokichi is 20: newly promoted manager at Dope Sketch.

Kamata Kiriko is 25: Homeroom teacher for class 2C. She coaches baseball and is very sick of high schoolers flirting with her.

Sonozaki Yosuke is 16, Reki’s childhood best friend (yes I gave him the same name in ‘there is no if’). He introduced Reki to skateboarding and they were inseparable as children. He was injured skating in their final year of middle school and Reki has not been in touch since he moved to the mainland before high school.

Kobayashi Rie is 15, Class 1A: an excellent student, junior member of the student council. She has been best friends with Koyomi since they were babies because their moms are good friends.

Fujiwara Kiyu is 15, Class 2C: a good student and junior member of the baseball team. He likes video games, singing and is learning to play guitar. One of the youngest in his class and a relative of Chinen Miya.

Uehara Takashi is 16, Class 2C: top student, member of the literary club and plays piano. He is serious and sincere. He and his twin have been chosen as class representatives, ignoring the one boy, one girl rule, since they were ten years old.

Uehara Ritsu is 16, Class 2C: an ok student and junior member of the baseball team. He dreams of forming a band with Tadashi and Kiyu but he hasn't found an instrument he's any good at.

#renga freefall bang 2023 #sk8 the infinity #fanfic

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deebeeus · 2 years

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This may not be the most valuable #vintageguitar I have ever played/photographed (although it is still way up there on the value scale!), but it's one of the rarer ones, and it just might be my favourite! 1959 #Gibson #ES330 TDN In his book "The Gibson 335", Adrian Ingram says that just 79 of Natural finish 330s were shipped in 1959, which is roughly the same number (81) as Flying Vs shipped that year! This is not only an exceedingly rare guitar, it had also been kept in "under the bed its whole life"-level minty condition. Only some lacquer checking on the the body indicates it's anything other than a reissue. It also has been impeccably set up with extremely low, comfortable action and is super resonant, even unplugged. It's literally the perfect incarnation of a closet classic looker and simultaneous excellent player at the same time in an impossibly rare finish. Not a common combination, and a total dream guitar for me. Hey @timallard: can I suggest you feature this one for the next episode of your new YouTube series "Tim Plays Vintage"? Pretty pleeease?? 😉 (PS: watch episode 1 of "Tim Plays Vintage" where @timallard demos a 1953 Les Paul into a tweed Deluxe. Link in his bio) #gibsones330 #thinlinethursday #hollowbody #guitar #guitars #guitarra #chitarra #guitarre #electricguitar #vintageguitars #vintagegibson #gibsonguitars #guitarphotography #tone #guitargear #guitarsdaily #guitarsofinstagram #geartalk #vintagegear #gibsonsofinstagram

#gibson #es330 #es335 #semihollow #thinline #guitar #guitars #vintageguitar #vintagegibson #guitarphotography

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sunbentsky-archived · 2 years

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Hi hello 🤠 I have a solid chunk of my new muse list figured out, but I'm on the fence about a couple of muses, some old that didn't see much interaction and some brand new. Here's the provisory list, with the last two groups being the ones I'm uncertain about. So, please help a fella decide and vote on this poll with which muses you'd like to see. You can select as many as you like, but I'll go with the top choices. Thank you!! 🧡

NOT GOING ANYWHERE EVEN IF I WANTED THEM TO:

Saskia - canon, the witcher

Letho - canon, the witcher

Oles - oc, the witcher

Villen - canon, the witcher

Bogdan - oc, red dead redemption / western

Ecaterina - oc, red dead redemption / western

HAVEN'T DONE A LOT WITH THEM BUT THEY'RE AROUND:

Myr - semi-canon, the witcher

Raymond - oc, fandomless / western

Ursule - oc, fallout: new vegas

Fred - oc, the outer worlds

Legion - canon, mass effect

IDK IF I SHOULD BRING THEM BACK:

Kaska Tomicka - oc, the witcher | dwarf, artist, fabric dyer, painter, art and literary forger

Mercer - oc, fandomless | hacker, DYI bio enthusiast, biopunk, organ harvester

Sidney - oc, fandomless | salvage diver, pirate, fence, con artist, ordinary thief, the soul of a magpie

Felix Millstone - canon, the outer worlds | dockhand, rebel without a cause, big-time dreamer, sportsball fan

Jolly Shepard - oc, mass effect | lieutenant-commander, spectre, butcher of torfan, savior of the fuckin' galaxy, overworked, dead woman walking

Nika Kader - oc, dragon age | dwarf, ex-general of orzammar's army, ex-queen consort to king endrin aeducan, mother of prince bhelen aeducan, would-be usurper, grey warden, warden-commander of ferelden

Rory Amell - oc, dragon age | human but barely so, blood mage, necromancer, goth, mortalitasi, arch-mistress of the mourn watch, sometimes the hero of ferelden

NEW FACES / POTENTIAL ADDITIONS:

Mike Haywood - oc, far cry 5 | musician and composer, member of project at eden's gate, devoted to faith, angel "herder" and "mc" (he's in charge of the music which controls faith's angels), almost an angel himself

Maddie Kouvatsou - oc, far cry 5 | singer and bass player, repentant sinner (allegedly), ex-member of project at eden's gate, one of the young women who took on the mantle of "faith seed" before rachel jessop, deemed unfit for the role

Sinclair Stoyanov - oc, far cry 5 | prizefighter, boxer, animal liberation front activist, mama's boy, eden's gate brawler, not a chosen, not a vip, just some guy, although he'd appreciate the promotion, ironically, vegan

Will Douglas - oc, fandomless | zoologist (herpetologist), gator wrangler, wildlife rehabilitator, guitar player, rowdy cowboy without a horse

Arthur Morgan - canon, red dead redemption | you know him, we all know him

#psa #updates #posting this at the ass crack of dawn as always but i'll throw it in the queue a couple of times #i know it's a lot but guess what. lots of love in my heart and thoughts in my head 😔

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stcrdoms · 1 year

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𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒚 𝒘𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏, 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 pinterest / spotify / long bio / stats

꒰⠀⠀⠀⠀alexandra savior. 25 . demi woman. she/they.⠀⠀⠀⠀꒱ hold your f*** horses ! elise “elise eden” taylor has just been spotted walking into revolution headquarters. they are best known for being the keyboardist in monarchs and have been signed with the label for four years. they share a lot of interesting things about life in the music industry on their social media, so make sure you don’t forget to follow them at @edensgarden. fans know them for being whimsical but i swear they’ve got an intelligent side as well. maybe that explains why they’re always associated with warm summer afternoons, large grassy fields in the open country, and a used deck of tarot cards. stan twitter even voted them most likely to start a solo career. we’ll see how they live up to that reputation.

QUICK FIRE!

full name: elise sophia brown taylor preferred names: elise eden, elise nicknames: fur elise, ellie, sophie, tay, eden age: twenty five d.o.b. : july 12th 1998 gender: demi-woman pronouns: she/they birthplace: bearwood, england education: bachelor's of music education at NYU occupation: keyboardist in monarchs & owner of spiritual shop and studio in a small space in NYC

BRIEF BIO

• elise was born in bearwood england to two loving parents john & marianne taylor. john being much older than marianne a former hippie and touring musician turned music teacher. marianne an artist and spiritualist. to constantly question and never settle. also a cultivated space that their love of music and the arts. elise was exposed to views and ideas that more often than not are not understood by the main populace. • constantly traveled mainly due to both their parents desire to find some new inspiration and to escape the static nature of life. elise's parents constantly viewed their lives as an adventure. a trait which was carried on to elise. • has lived in several places across americas and the uk from the time she was twelve. has lived in phoenix , utah, washington state, california, and currently new york. • went to nyu to study music education, wanted to teach others the joys of music. its there where she met the other members of monarchs. • is generally the forgotten member of the group by fans mainly due to their nature as a keyboardist. nobody really notices the person behind the keys with a mic.

THE CORNER STONE OF MONARCHS

compared to the others in monarchs elise has a gentler personality. they consider themselves to be the anchor of the band. the level head, the voice of reason when everything seems to go to shit. it seems elise is just seen as the girl on the side with the keyboards more than anything. though despite that she never complains and plays their part well. the keys depending on how they're implemented can either clash with the music or create something harmonious . elise would consider themselves to be one of those more sensitive players. she doesn't just bang keys and notes to see whatever works, instead she plays it by feeling. getting a feel for the song and trying to work with it rather than against it .although to the fans elise may seem as unimportant her keys are another part of what brings monarchs their unique sound. the way it brings out another color and life to the song to contrast against roxie's vocals. while most of the time they are seen on the far side of the stage with their keyboard elise has much more talent to offer. besides being the band's primary keyboardist elise can also play guitar, write lyrics, and even contribute backing vocals. in this way she's seen as the hidden gem of the band. and while she is more than content with her role in monarchs there is a part of them that often years for more. though there's this fear, not many people make it after splitting from their band. plus she's not as charismatic or charming as roxie. in their eyes it would never work. with all their drama and scandal the music makes it worth it. with their fourth album in the works elise wonders how much time until everything bursts again.

HEADCANONS + FAST FACTS

• elise is the mediator in monarchs, compared to the other band members she'd rather take life as it comes and not get involved in conflict • she's a cat person, owns two cats • after the band has some personal conflicts elise offers them all a healing session to clear any negative energies, it usually works. most of the time anyways • elise would say the organ was their first love, while not classically trained they did recieve lessons from their father • speaks with a distinctive birmingham accent from growing up in the area • with the money from monarchs she opened a small pyschic shop & studio where she sells crystals, tarot decks, etc. but also a place where she can conduct readings and do deity work. • is an apprentice under the goddess hectate, has an altar and offerings to use while contacting hectate. • is probably the more approachable of the six members of monarch, appears to be quite homely. genuine a good head on their shoulders and not much of an ego. • looks up to other great keyboardists in rock like christine mcvie, jon lord, ray manzaek, john paul jones, etc. • their favorite albums include Fleetwood Mac's Rumors, Led Zeppelin IV, Beatles Rubber Soul among others • grew up listening to a lot of classic rock and hard rock influenced by their father & mother. • practices wicca and paganism, is known for keeping a deck of tarot cards on hand and a crystal pendulum in hand.

WANTED CONNECTIONS

• mentor - perhaps an older more paternal figure who could offer elise some guidance as she navigates the music industry? someone who looks after them, advises them, and in general looks out for them. • assistant - elise would consider themselves to be fairly kind . they have no need for an assistant and is seen as being far too nice to order anyone around. this would be an awkward relationship. in which said person wants to do their job and help, but elise can't bring themselves to let someone. .to all the hard work alone. • collaborators / industry friends - i figure that elise might not always be playing keys for monarchs. sometimes they'd likely do session work for other artists in the label or help someone write lyrics and produce a track . • role model- someone who elise looks up to and admires? doesn't have to be a musician in the label, can also be an employee. but overall someone who inspires elise to be better. • other ideas? i'm open to any other ideas if you have them or if anything about elise inspires you!

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