Every band has….
The parental entity that makes sure no one dies.
The one with an arrest record from here to Chicago, probably for doing alot of dumb things
The really nice/wholesome one… who would kill you in your sleep if you crossed them. They know where you live, and will see you under your bed tonight
The one who could throw you into the sun with their pinky finger, either through strength or determination
The overgrown twelve-year old
These can mix and match even if there are two members and can apply to more than one person/ same person.
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Caraphernelia - Castiel x Reader
I staggered towards the bathroom and stood in front of the sink, looking at myself in the mirror. I was in a sorry state. My head ached from the large amount of alcoholic beverages I had consumed last night, my purple hair was completely messed up, not to mention my eyeliner, which had smudged because of the tears. I sighed, picking up the toothpaste and putting it on my toothbrush. I brought it to my parched lips, feeling a slight sting in the cuts there.
Pathetic... You can barely open your mouth to brush your teeth...
After a few minutes trying to brush my teeth and have a good shower, I went back to my room, which was in complete chaos.
Bottles of whisky and vodka lying on the floor, a guitar with broken strings in one corner, two empty cigarette packets, and to top it all off, a fat, lazy cat lying in the middle of it all.
I looked for some clothes, even though I knew that in the end it was going to be torn jeans, a t-shirt from some rock band and an extremely shabby all-star.
After getting dressed, I went to the dressing table to apply eyeliner and black lipstick, as usual. I ended up knocking over the lipstick packaging, and when I bent down to pick it up, I found a box of red hair dye lying on the floor.
Castiel...
My ex had his hair colored here at home last week. He slept over, and well, we're a couple, right, whatever happened happened.
But the next day, I woke up alone. All he left was a letter saying that he was going after his dreams, that he was going to get his failing band recognized by everyone. And that he didn't have the guts to break up with me in front of me.
A real asshole, that's for sure.
Since that day, I've started finding things he left here at home, and it's driving me crazy.
I shake my head, trying to wake myself out of my thoughts, and throw the paint in the garbage can in the bathroom. I'm not going to torture myself over a guy who doesn't even have the courage to break off a relationship in a decent way.
I see something glowing in the corner of the room, and I move closer to see what it is.
A lighter with our initials on it...
Damn it Castiel, help me forget you.
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Tony perry x reader
Warning: argument.
Note:I realize this is similar to another tony perry imagine I did, but I get inspired from prompts or requests, and I don't have any requests right now. Also, I base somethings off of myself. Like the whole never going to the fair or anything is based off myself.
Your pov
Me and tony have been walking around the carnival all day, i found it incredibly fun, I never got to experience the carnival or fair as a kid. "Thank you turtle" I say, holding my icecream cone that he had insisted on paying for.
"No problem darling" he says as he pecks my lips. "I've gotta go to the bathroom, you gonna roam around or wait?"
"I'll wait" I say as I lean against the wall, next to the bathrooms. A man starts to approach me, i think nothing of it, I meet fans all the time.
"Hey, you y/n," he asks, his voice sounding intimating.
"Yeah! Are you a fan?" I ask, this guy is towering over me, and it's starting to scare me a bit.
"No. I'm the opposite, you aren't even good enough for that boyfriend you have" he says, I roll my eyes, I get told that everyday on the internet. I feel Tony's hands on my waist.
"The fuck did you say?" Tony asks, his eyes filled with anger.
"I was tellin that bitch the truth" the man responded, tony wasn't pleased, nor was be impressed.
"Don't ever, and I mean ever talk to her like that again. Matter of fact don't even talk to her you fucker" Tony glares as the man as we walk off hand in hand.
"It really wasn't that bad tony" I say as we walk his hand firmly holding mine. "He want even original with it" I try to reassure him.
"What do you mean he wasn't original with it? Does this happen often?" He asks, his face washes over with worry.
"Well not in real life no. On the internet yes, but I chose a job in the public eye, it'd my fault, it comes with the job." I say and squeeze his hand slightly in a loving way.
"Y/n why didn't you tell me?" He asks as we make it back to the car.
I shrug, "I guess I didn't think it was important" Tony opens the door for me and I get in. He gets in the drivers side.
"It is important, and I know your going to ask why so I'll just tell you. It'd important because I hate to see the person I love so very much get insulted, bullied" he pauses "I'm not mad at you or anything like that, I just want you to know that anything to do with you is important to me" he finishes off his statement. He places a han don the side of my face and gently kisses me.
"Thank you" I whisper, and we drive home.
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Back on my writing grind.
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