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florvinhara · 3 years

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my detectives (part 1)

kjahfjhsj i can have a little infodumping... as a treat... anyway this was originally gonna be 1 post but then i got carried away so part 1 in the series of me ranting abt my detectives!

Kira Isabella Song

Romances N, F, or M

Age: 25 at the start of book 1, currently 26

Birthday: February 7

Star sign: Aquarius sun, Taurus moon, Scorpio rising

Height: 5’7”

Hair: Short, ash blonde, a little longer than chin length

Eyes: dark brown

Race/ethnicity: Korean-American

Other appearance details: Several beauty marks on face and body. a few subtle scars on face/legs from falling out of trees, etc. fingers are callused from band practice and left hand fingers are a little crooked from being broken.

Languages: English, Spanish, a few basic phrases in some other languages

Stats:

Charming/Intimidating

Impulsive/Cautious

Sarcastic/Genuine

Friendly/Stoic

Easygoing/Stubborn

Heart/Mind (equal)

Optimist/Pessimist

Team player/Independent

Primary skills: Science & combat

Strengths: Trustworthy, strong, courageous, calm under pressure, compassionate, thorough, clever, good intuition, self-sufficient, sure of herself

Weaknesses: Petty, caustic, distrustful, secretive, lackadaisical, insubordinate, emotionally unintelligent, can be disdainful, uncommunicative, contrary

Personal:

overall body language is casual and unbothered, lowkey her posture is kind of yikes RIP but she has a very fluid way of moving

her voice is smooth and somewhat low in pitch, very even in tone

Loud and/or jumbled sounds sometimes overwhelm her; she usually has noise cancelling headphones with her just in case

Rebellious as a teenager; she started skipping school and getting into fights, did some graffiti and one time she stole a street sign that she may or may not still have

When she wasn’t breaking rules, etc. she was taking boxing lessons, chilling in the library, going on runs, or playing bass guitar in her band

Wanted to get out of Wayhaven as soon as possible after college but was arrested after she came back because she was selling fake IDs and stole a car; absolutely did not want to be law enforcement but Rebecca and the captain essentially made her

The deal was that she would work at the station for 5 years and if she did well/stayed out of trouble she could then quit- she's 3 years into it

deep down if she wasnt a detective she would want to be a paramedic

She shares a lot of mannerisms with Rebecca and they’re way more similar than she’d like to admit

Birds FREAK her out seriously; she’ll deny that she’s afraid of them but she’ll cross the street to get away from them, also hates crowded places and deep water

Scary resting face and has a habit of just... eerily staring at people who are bothering her until they get spooked, but she's not actually that angry or grouchy, she's really just Vibing u know? she's not gonna correct anyone's impression though or they might start like... Talking to her :/

Loves any book/movie/show with a secret society or spy element and stories about a Hero and their Journey, also loves angsty philosophy books; her favorite movies are cheesy but feel-good (The Mummy, Pacific Rim, anything with big CGI monsters)

Doesn’t have much of a sweet tooth but would kill someone for strong coffee; if she’s really tired you can catch her drinking it cold straight from the pot with a straw

Emo/pop punk teen and she definitely cried when MCR broke up, she also listens to a lot of Dixie Chicks, Johnny Cash, Dottie West, Patsy Cline, etc

She’s been drawing since she was a kid- mainly works with charcoal and sometimes pastels. her sketchbooks are like her diaries and she’s never shown them to Anyone Ever

In her spare time, she still plays some guitar, draws, or reads; her library is extensive because she keeps every book she’s ever read or intends to read (it’s one of the few things she’ll drop real money on)

Very tactile person and fussy about textures, she prefers ultra soft blankets/pillows and her bed is basically a nest

Practical, efficient, frugal- she doesn’t necessarily find joy in cooking or anything but she can do it well enough, quick showers, uses cheap soap/shampoo, cuts her own hair

Her hands get super dry/chapped in the winter and it hurts very much :(

Never yells; when she gets angry she’s very cold & will Not hold back; every word is designed to hurt bc she’s purposefully poking at things she knows are sore spots

At the start of the books, she’s kind of... sleepwalking through life? like, she was in a not-great place mentally for most of her teens and didn’t really have a plan for the future but law enforcement was definitely not it? She isn’t feeling super passionate about what she’s doing and it kind of sucks to not have joy in purpose :( luckily that’s changing and is gonna be a significant part of her journey through the series!

Her apartment is cluttered but clean and she knows where everything is, if someone moved one of her things she would not be able to find it and it would bother her until she located it

She’s not stubborn exactly? Like she’ll concede an argument if it’s not super important to her and has no problem with losing or backing down in many cases; she’s pretty open minded in that respect, but if something is central to her values then she will Die before she backs down

On that note she’s overall a very logical person but when it comes down to it she'll follow her heart/first instinct

Does not care about rules or procedures At All, she'll follow them if it suits her end goal but otherwise... nope

Lowkey she… did not care about the reveal? it was a surprise but not her first priority in the moment- she kind of already thought UB was sketchy and didn’t trust them, so mainly she was pissed off that Rebecca had sent them to babysit her instead of actually help solve the murders

Speaking of Rebecca their relationship is kind of yikes. Kira isn’t exactly mad that Rebecca was gone so often, but she does think that she kind of forfeited her parenting rights and was annoyed that Rebecca was interfering with her life; first by getting her on the force and then by dropping UB on her. So now it’s Very Awkward between them because Kira doesn’t want to be like… mean but honestly what is there to say?? They’re trying but neither of them like to share personal information so it’s rough

On the subject of sharing, she just… genuinely doesn’t like to open up. Like, it doesn’t come naturally and in her mind it’s just… nobody else’s business what she’s feeling/what’s going on in her life

Genuinely does not realize that people care about her unless they openly tell her lmao... sad hours but at this point in the story she honestly doesnt think that any of UB cares abt her beyond their job besides the one she's dating :(

"Everyone should be allowed to feel things and rely on the support of the people around them, their emotions are Valid. not me though, this is my personal problem and as such its dumb so i have to get over it alone"

Her primary love language is acts of service, she wants the people she loves to have everything they might need; she’s Soft and really just wants snuggles but also she does not want to address it out loud

Her way of asking for affection is to just... stand/sit there and occasionally glance at the person... hovers like a sad ghost until she gets a hug... literally like 🥺👉👈 sjdhdkn Clown girl

She’s sarcastic and makes a lot of snarky comments, but generally she’s pretty honest unless she doesn’t want to talk about something (in which case she’ll brush it off and deflect or change subjects) which is why it annoys her so much when people are willfully dishonest or conniving

Pretty adaptable and capable of rolling with the punches but she generally dislikes surprises and being the center of attention

genuinely she's pretty chill! and a Huge enabler of chaos as well, like unless it's specifically bothering her she's gonna let it happen and mostly she thinks it's pretty funny to watch from the sidelines

in short she's basically like a feral cat who stares suspiciously at everyone from a distance until they successfully pspspsps their way into her heart and then she would die for them <3 but if she's mad she will make direct eye contact while shoving glasses off the counter

ahdgsksg ok last one i swear she Cannot Sit Properly, always has to be some flavor of lounging or leaning or sitting twisted into a pretzel

#my eternal love for u if u made it thru this whole post <3 #lowkey these are gonna double as my writing notes which are currently scattered between 5 million notes on my phone #ANYWAY #twc

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rpf-bat · 7 years

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Like A Secret In Your Throat

Pairing: none

Genre: Fluff

Summary: Request fic for @bipolardonnie. “could you do a oneshot where drummer!reader accidentally outs herself as liking girls in an interview and the band help her and defend her with the media backlash?”

“So, I’m loving the new look,” the interviewer commented, eyeing the marching band-esque uniforms you and your band had donned to promote your new album, The Black Parade.

“Thank you,” Gerard smiled, running a hand through his newly blonde hair. “I knew some of the fans were going to complain when they saw it, because they really loved the aesthetic of our last album. But, to inaugurate this new era for the band, we wanted to do something different.”

“I guess time will tell if it’s a good decision, or not,” Mikey admitted.

“Some of us have made questionable fashion decisions in the past,” Ray chuckled.

“Oh, like when you straightened your hair?” Frank teased.

“Ray, your hair was never meant to be any straighter than I am,” you laughed.

The interviewer’s eyes went wide, and your laughter died on your lips when you realized what it was you just said.

“Y/N…..did you just imply that you are not straight?” the interviewer asked, shoving their microphone in your face.

Fuck, you thought. How could you have been so stupid as to let something like that slip out?! Your bandmates all already knew that you liked girls, but you hadn’t officially come out in a press conference, or anything like that, yet. You didn’t want the drama that would come with the inevitable scandal.

But, now it was too late. You couldn’t think of a single way to convince the reporter that they’d just misinterpreted what you said. You had no choice but to come out on national television.

“I’ve……had relationships with women in the past,” you confessed. That was vague. It almost made it sound like you didn’t want to date more girls in the future.

Why should I pretend like that’s the case, though? you frowned. I’m not ashamed of my sexual orientation. I shouldn’t have to lie.

You never had outright lied about your sexuality, in any interview. It just hadn’t come up. And you didn’t want to be the one to broach the subject first. You could already imagine homophobic parents telling their kids they weren’t allowed to listen to MCR anymore. You could see angry, Bible-wielding protesters picketing your next gig. Shit, what if your dumb confession made your band’s new album flop?

The live studio audience had gasped when you dropped your bombshell, and now you could hear them whispering to each other. The spotlights suddenly seemed so bright. The interviewer was looking at you like she wanted you to say something else, but you didn’t know what to say. You wanted to just run backstage to the green room and never come back.

“So what if Y/N dates girls?” Frank said suddenly, grabbing the mic from the reporter. “I just want to say that nobody in My Chemical Romance gives a shit. Y/N is a kickass drummer, and we’re her friends, no matter who she dates.”

“If any of our fans have a problem with Y/N’s orientation,” Gerard added, taking the mic from Frank, “we don’t want them at our shows, either. We’ve always been against any kind of bigotry. I think anyone who’s a fan of our band already knows that.”

“Is that why you and Frank kissed onstage during your last tour, Gerard?” the interviewer asked. “Is Y/N the only LGBT member of the band?”

You rolled your eyes at this. The so-called “Frerard” shippers you kept seeing in the forums on MCR’s website were ridiculous.

“Hey, Y/N,” Mikey joked softly, poking you in the arm. “Now that you’ve come out and stuff, maybe the fangirls will stop writing fanfiction about you and Gerard.”

“They’re still writing porn about me and Gerard, even though everyone knows I date girls, too,” Frank laughed.

“That’s true,” you grinned. Your bandmates were keeping your mood up, despite the shocking revelation you’d just made.

“Let’s talk more about your lesbianism, Y/N,” the interviewer insisted, wresting her mic back from Gerard. “How many women have you dated? Are you seeing someone now?”

“She’s not,” Ray answered for you. “So, hey, fans of ours who are girls! And also like girls! If you’ve got a crush on our drummer, here’s your chance!”

You blushed, burying your face in your hands.

“Hey, you’re a rock star now, Y/N,” Gerard laughed. “Think of how many girls you could get!”

“As if we’re the kind of band who got famous just to get girls,” you snorted.

“Yeah, we’re really not in this for fame, or women, or money, or anything like that,” Frank said seriously. “It’s about the music. Like, for real, what we came onto your TV show to talk about tonight is our new album, not who Y/N dates.”

“Our album is called The Black Parade,” Mikey reminded. “It’s going to be released on October 23, 2006. I hope you go out and buy a copy!”

“You must know,” the interviewer accused, “that people are going to wonder if Y/N chose now to come out, intentionally, to give your band publicity.”

“As if I would ever say it like that on purpose!” you snapped. “The last thing I want is to take attention away from the wonderful music my band and I spent months composing together!”

Truthfully, you were terrified of what people were going to say about you now that they knew the truth. You were cursing yourself for your stupid slip of the tongue.

“Y/N isn’t manipulative like that,” Ray agreed. “She would never try to attract negative press.”

“If people say negative things about our band because of Y/N’s sexuality, I don’t want them listening to this new record anyway,” Gerard insisted. “I don’t think this is going to hurt our sales, anyway, because our fans are great kids, who are always very tolerant and respectful of one another.”

“Even if it did hurt our sales, I don’t care,” Frank commented. “I’m not in a band because I want to sell records. I’m in a band because I love playing guitar with my best friends.”

“Some of the drum parts Y/N composed for our new songs are really great,” Mikey complimented. “They go with the guitar riffs Frank and Ray came up with, and my bass playing, really well.”

“You…..you can’t just go back to talking about your album as if Y/N didn’t just drop a total bombshell,” the interviewer protested.

“Yeah, we can,” Frank smirked, stealing the mic again. “So we’ve got this song called ‘Welcome To The Black Parade’…..”

“Y/N, do you identify as a lesbian? Or are you bisexual? Pansexual, perhaps?” the interviewer tried to steer the conversation back.

“……Yeah, ‘Welcome To The Black Parade’ is a great song,” Gerard went on, ignoring the interviewer completely. “I’m really excited for the single to be released, because….”

“Y/N can’t just refuse to answer my questions!” the interviewer cried, growing frustrated.

“Actually, she can if she wants to,” Mikey said calmly. “The world doesn’t have the ‘right to know’ everything about her sex life, ok?”

“It’s ok, Mikey,” you said, summoning your nerve as you took the mic back. “I’ve thought about it, and…..I don’t want to hide who I am anymore. I want to be proud of it. I want every girl out there, who loves My Chemical Romance, and loves other girls, to know that nothing is wrong with her, because I’m just like her. And I’m not scared to say so.”

Representation mattered, you realized. There weren’t a lot of openly gay musicians in the scene right now. Maybe you needed to be the first.

“You’re being really brave, Y/N,” Ray said softly, too quiet for the camera crew or the audience to hear.

“Thanks, Ray,” you whispered back. You were grateful that he, and all of your bandmates, were being so supportive of you. If they hadn’t had your back, you weren’t sure you’d have had the nerve to say what you said next:

“My name is Y/N! I’m the drummer of My Chemical Romance, and I’m here, and I’m queer, and I ain’t going anywhere!”

The studio audience clapped for you, and so did the four men sitting by your side. Whatever Fox News, or whoever, had to say about this, you knew they would always stick by you. And it was the opinions of these friends, who you’d spent four years now touring the country with, that mattered. Not anybody else’s.

#band member reader #queer reader #i wrote this in a rush tbh so I hope it's alright

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