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grapementos · 11 months

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i don’t wanna break you

aged up kirishima x reader

cw: descriptions of blood, accidental injury, hospitals

night after night, kirishima was plagued with nightmares of the most horrigying, gut-wrenching situations that he was unfortunately familiar with.

the league, rappa, all for one--they invaded his mind and dreams, constantly chasing and drawing him into a corner. no matter how unbreakable he tried to be, no matter how rock solid his skin became, he lost each and every time. he was suffocated, backed into a wall as his worst enemies shrouded him in a darkness he knew all too well.

then, just as they attacked, he'd jolt awake in a cold sweat. frantically, he'd look around the room, controlled only by the overwhelming fear and need to survive. he'd scan the room, but he always found nothing. instead, he sat back against the headboard, his ragged, uneven breathing filling the room.

sleep was impossible afterward, so he started his day the moment he woke up. once he was fully grounded, he'd reluctantly crack open an energy drink and prepare for the fatigue he knew would hit him like a brick wall in the middle of the day.

you knew nothing of kirishima's nightmares, for you'd been on a vacation with some friends for two weeks. he'd never had trouble sleeping before--not with you, anyways.

it pained you to leave him for so long, but your friends insisted that you join them on an out-of-state trip to some resort they'd booked. kirishima had also encouraged you to go, so you did. it was a wonderful two weeks of relaxation, but you were so excited to see your beautiful boy pick you up from the airport.

once you exited the terminal and picked up your bags, you said goodbye to your friends and excitedly walked to the cellphone lot. you weaved through groups of people as your suitcase bumped over cracks in the sidewalk, antsy and excited to see your boyfriend.

you looked around excitedly as you reached your agreed-upon meet-up spot, waiting anxiously for kirishima. so many people were meeting up with family, friends, lovers--that was the beautiful thing about airports, you'd found. it was sad at times, but reunions and meet-ups were so wholesome.

your first instinct when someone grabbed your waist from behind was to jerk away, but when you turned to see kirishima, you grinned and hopped up into his arms, "ei! oh my gosh, i missed you so much."

you squeezed him tight, so, so tight.

"i missed you too, babe," he chuckled, his words a little strained as you all but crushed his ribs, "but you're gonna kill me."

"too bad. i just went an entire two weeks without you. you're not gonna get more than two inches away from me." you insisted, but finally dropped down to the ground.

all it took was an actual look at kirishima's face for you to realize that something was definitely wrong. his eyes were heavy and almost half-lidded, a dark shadow casting under them. his entire expression, albeit happy to see you, was exhausted.

"baby, what's wrong? you look so tired." you frowned, bringing up a hand to rub a thumb along his eye bags.

"it's nothing," he chuckled half-heartedly, "just don't sleep the same without you. you sayin' i don't look handsome or what?"

"you always look handsome. but," you snatched the keys from him, "not handsome enough to drive tired. we're laying down as soon as we get home."

he grabbed for the keys, "babe, you just got off a ten hour red-eye. you can't drive."

"i slept the entire ride, now get your handsome self into the passenger seat." you demanded, already walking to the car.

he knew it was futile to argue with you, so he did as you asked and settled into the passenger seat. the entire ride home, you had one hand on the wheel and the other tightly squeezing his hand. despite his deflection, you were pretty worried about him. he'd always slept like a rock, always energized from a full 8-hours worth of sleep.

it was no big deal, you hoped.

the moment the two of you were inside, you locked the door, left your suitcase in the living room, and dragged kirishima to the bedroom.

you didn't miss the energy drink cans in the kitchen trash, your worry only growing.

"now, we're not getting up until you're refreshed." you insisted, back to him as you changed into something more comfortable.

"m'not even that tired."

"you were dozing off in the car. quit trying to lie to me, ejirou." once changed, you nestled under the duvet next to him, scooting all the way up to him.

he draped an arm over you, scooting you impossibly closer. your face was level with his, your eyes meeting in a silent conversation of relief. relief that you were together again, relief that you didn't have to sleep separately.

"i missed you so much." he whispered, tracing shaped into your back, "i'm glad you had fun, but it made me think of how we're literally always together."

"i missed you too." you traced lines up and down his bicep, "i know. i'm not used to being away from you so long. we're never separated for more than hours at a time."

he hummed, "is that even healthy?"

"don't care."

"me neither."

the conversation halted there as you scooted down to rest your head against his chest, soothed by his familiar scent and his heartbeat and the cushiony muscle that you loved.

within minutes, the two of you were asleep, breathing steady as you finally felt able to sleep safely. no more hotel rooms, starchy hotel sheets, too-soft hotel pillows. just your kirishima, your bed, your sheets, and your pillows.

you drifted off, a series of dreams flurrying in your mind. they made sense as they occurred, but surely they wouldn't should you try to explain them consciously. you dreamed of the water and a flicker of a face you'd seen at the beach, of talking to members of a live band you'd seen, only their faces were warped into those of your friends, of the meals you'd eaten, only somehow you weren't strong enough to pick up the utensils--because no one's strong or fast in dreams.

suddenly, the dreams turned ugly. the band members--your friends--the people at the beach, the restaurant-goers, they turned against you. they cornered you and chased you until you had nowhere left to run. once they drew near, your abdomen was pierced, a red-hot stinging sensation flooding through your entire body.

your ears rang, but you weren't afraid--it was a dream, after all.

yet, the pain you felt was real, the drip of blood, everything felt so real.

the sensation of actual, realistic blood flow startled you awake.

your first thought was that you'd wet the bed, embarrassingly enough.

just as you moved to check, thousands of nerve endings were set ablaze with pain, making you hiss, "fuck!"

lightheadedness swamped your head, filling your throat with a thick layer of nausea, "ei--fuck--ei!"

your face, arms, torso, legs--everything was on fire. you choked out a pained cry, trying desperately to discover the source of your agony.

you picked up your head, suddenly mortified.

it was kirishima. he was hardened, almost to the point of his unbreakable form. in his sleep.

you had no idea what shape your body was in, but you could only assume the worst considering the pain, and the longer you touched him, the deeper your wounds grew.

"ejirou!" you cried, unable to shake him awake without another wave of excruciating pain rolling through you, "wake up! please, please wake up!"

his eyes snapped open at your cries, afraid, defensive, battle-ready.

he was shaking, breathing raggedy, further worsening your injuries.

the moment his eyes fell on your pained ones, his quirk fell, an indescribable mix of horror and realization dawning on him.

the moment he was away from you, you rolled onto your back, limbs like lead. you couldn't even lift your head to evaluate the damage; your head was far too fuzzy. your vision was darkening in the corners as you choked on tears and oxygen as you tried desperately to gulp in breaths, "911.. call.. 911.." you whispered as your vision completely faded back to black.

kirishima was covered in blood in the back of the ambulance. your blood.

it was a blur. he'd been purged with another dream, one so much worse than the rest, and he'd hurt you. he hurt you.

his eyes were unseeing as he sat in the triage room, the nurse asking questions about the circumstances of the accident. he answered like a zombie, only remembering the part where he recommended therapy or sleeping in separate beds.

that stung. he couldn't even be near you without hurting you.

he sat in your room once he was allowed in. they'd given you a blood transfusion because you'd lost almost two entire liters by the time you'd reached the hospital. luckily, you hadn't hemorrhaged, but they needed you to stay over night to keep an eye on embolisms and other concerns he couldn't stomach the possibility of.

as he slouched in the chair beside your bed, he knew what he had to do. as he saw the bandages all over your body, on your eye, your eye that they weren't sure would ever be 100% again, he knew.

waking up was painful. the confusion and pain hit you like a tidal wave, forcing a groan from the depths of your stomach, "my god."

you leaned your head back into the pillows propping you up, face scrunched in pain. you tried to muffle quiet grunts of pain, but your body was buzzing with an uncomfortable lick of fiery pain.

"oh, mx. y/n, you're awake."

you peeked an eye open to see a doctor with a clipboard and an extremely dull kirishima who couldn't even seem to look at you.

"what's happening?" you mumbled, suddenly acutely aware that your left eye was covered with a bandage of some sort.

"well," she started, glancing at kirishima, "you're in a hospital. you arrived here by ambulance after you sustained a multitude of abrasions, gashes, and wounds scattered across your body. you lost almost two liters, so we did have to perform a blood transfusion."

your heart rate picked up as you connected the dots, "my.."

"i'm afraid your eye has sustained significant damage. as of now, i am unsure if you will ever be able to fully see out of it again."

warm tears flooded down your cheeks, your chest rising and falling rapidly at the idea of being blind from one eye.

"i'm very sorry. i'll give the two of you some time and then we can further discuss a recovery plan." the doctor dismissed herself, closing the door behind her.

you finally dared yourself to look at kirishima, who was biting hard at his lip, presumably to keep himself from crying.

"are you okay?" you finally stammered out, vision blurred with tears at the news you just received.

"how can you even ask me that?" he asked incredulously, "didn't you hear what the doctor said? i could've k--" he choked out a sob, clamping a hand over his mouth. after drawing in a tight breath, he began again, "i could've killed you, and you're asking me if i'm okay."

"you didn't mean to, ei, you were sleeping." you reasoned, "and you didn't kill me, i'm okay."

"you're half blind, y/n!" he touched a hand to his forehead, walking up and down anxiously, "what if it happens again? what if my quirk goes off again because of some stupid bad dream and i accidentally kill you?"

"you've been having nightmares?"

he just stared at you, eyes wide and red and puffy and breaking your heart.

"we can't be together."

a beat of silence, only ended by the beep of the heart monitor.

"what?"

"i hurt you, y/n. i made you bleed, i ruined your eye. i'm," he stammered out, "i'm dangerous. i can't be with you, i can't hurt you."

"you're hurting me right now, ei, what the hell are you talking about?" you demanded, forcing yourself into a sitting position, "it was an accident, i know you'd never hurt me."

he shook his head, looking down at his hands, "i hurt you. i'm so sorry, y/n. we can't--we can't be together because i hurt you."

your tears weren't from your physical pain anymore, they were from the idea of having a life without kirishima in it.

"ei, please, please--" you reached a hand towards him, begging, "please, just listen to me."

he stopped his pacing, stopped his babbling, and looked at you.

"the idea of not being able to love you, to kiss you, to be with you, that hurts me more than anything. more than a million cuts, more than losing both my eyes, all my limbs, more than anything." you focused a steely, watery gaze on him, "so don't hurt me. we can move past this together. i'll be with you for everything, no matter what."

he processed your words, a crying mess, but shook his head, "i can't, i can't--"

"eijirou." you demanded, "you love me, right?"

he nodded slowly, bottom lip quivering, "more than anything."

"then stay. if you love me, stay."

"okay."

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redactedgender · 2 months

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songs i associate with redacted audio characters - speaker & listener edition

oh yeah baby, we back for round two

im not gonna include a singing voice claim for everyone this time around, but some of these might have them in there. also, im only doing three speaker characters this time around because im also including three listener characters. but, i will include four songs for the listener characters. just for funsies.

!! CW FOR SUI/ MENT !!

geordi

hate myself - dodie

; my poor sweet geordi. my little man. this song is far too relatable enough as is, but i have a feeling our resident tetris boy would relate very much to this song. specifically the chorus—“when you go quiet i hate myself” is almost literally about how geordi felt when he was first getting used to cutie’s silence. i can imagine how vulnerable it was for him. he’s getting better tho! which is exactly what i wanted!

voodoo doll - 5sos

; so a bit of a weirder pull for him, i like the idea that in the days after meeting and getting cutie’s number, his thoughts were just plagued with images of them in his mind. do i think they put them into his head? no, but this was early cutie, so it could have been possible. but i like the idea of one of geordi’s thoughts just going all conspiracy over why he kept thinking abt them.

wish me luck - wallows

; another sad one for our tetris boy, and this might even be sadder than the dodie song. i love wallows, theyre probably in my top fave artists, and all their songs are sooo good. this song just screams geordi to me. the genius lyric website says that this song is about “the narrator [is] asking for support and validation from a loved one during times of struggle and self-doubt, whilst talking alot about encouraging self-awareness and speaking out about inner conflicts and problems”, which. i mean. yeah, thats geordi and cutie alright! i imagined this when they were slowly starting to talk to each other again but were still really nervous about what the other would say.

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sam

leaving lonesome flats - dierks bentley

; so this song is. alright so its from the second trolls movie. BUT HEAR ME OUT OK. this is my sam singing voice claim and i think its damn near perfect. i would have done bentley's song “what was i thinking?” instead but i think the trolls song fits better. something about running and coming back, etc etc. listen, this song is just really good, and i think it makes sense for sam. that’s the only explanation i can give here dhsjdhjd

she keeps me up - nickleback

; i was not a fan of nickleback for a while, and now im kinda vibing with some of their songs, but this has such big sam and darlin' energy to me. like, look, darlin' is canonically hot as fuck (as confirmed by porter), and i really just think this song fits really well with their dynamic.

believe me - james and the shame

; so we're all in agreement that sam definitely has some kind of religious trauma (most likely catholic/christian) right? anyways, i only recently got into gmm last year, and when i heard this song i was like “there’s no shot that’s rhett from gmm”. knowing that rhett writes this from the perspective of someone healing from a religious past that was harmful was really empowering, and i think that it fits sam really well.

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blake

absinthe - idkhow

; this song is just cult leader energy. i know he isnt a cult leader really, but like. i mean. sometimes i think closeknit might see blake as some kind of deity or god to worship. but i can imagine blake lowkey liking having that kind of power for one reason or another.

how i’d kill - cowboy malfoy

; this to me suits blake because of the tone shift in the song. where it goes from slow and almost eerie to a bossa nova jazz type swing to it. to me, it reflects how blake is really like: the way he was around sunshine vs bestie, like in his “two sides to a yandere” audio.

if i killed someone for you - alec benjamin

; uh. well. i had this song on the playlist before the “for you” audio. and then the audio happened. so. blake-core i guess??

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darlin'

vampire - olivia rodrigo

; this is such an obvious fucking song to put for them but also i do not care it still fits. this is about quinn, obviously, and i think it especially hits hard after listening to their second vid with sam and how they mentioned finding another vamp that quinn had slept with. like, was this another manipulated vamp? this song just hits differently when you think about darlin'. and also, even if it’s overplayed, the song slaps.

paul revere - noah kahan

; there are definitely other noah kahan songs on my tank playlist, but this one is just such a good depiction of who they are. them coming back to dahlia, people recognizing them but them saying they’re not from dahlia, how dahlia doesn’t feel like home, like—something about that just really hits me in a way that i love.

howlin’ for you - the black keys

; this is my “darlin's go-to karaoke song” song. imagine them kinda drunk, feeling themself and having fun, singing this in front of their pack, and especially in front of sam. like it’s such a good song for them.

best friends - grandson

; this is here because in my little universe, darlin', david & asher were in a band as teens, and they covered this song. but also, this is such a teen!tank song. this was probably playing while they beat up tires in an abandoned parking lot. like i imagine david wasn’t as much a rule breaker as asher, milo, amanda, christian, & tank were, but you gotta admit their friend group were probably hellions in their own right.

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honey

disco man - remi wolf

; this is a good song that fits honey in my eyes. it’s sort of like about guy from honey’s perspective from earlier in their friendship/living situation. learning that the guy who won’t stop flirting with you with the cute smile is a creative writing major probably made honey regret crushing on him asjkgfhjks.

lego ring - faye webster & lil yachty

; ok this actually is inspired by oh, baby, baby by lovelylonerliterature because that is one of the best guy/honey fics i’ve read in a while, but i think honey learning to be softer and be a bit silly with it is so wonderful. also, i like the idea that guy would joke propose with something silly like a bread tie ring or a lego ring but honey would fully take it as a promise for the future and just break guy. what can i say, i like making our pizza boy flustered. and so do they.

“listen to your heart.” “no.” - cheekface

; this is just based on vibes. guy sings most of the song, honey only sings the “no” lines. i’m a genius.

soft bitch - rio romeo

; awww, honey you sap you! no but seriously, i imagine that honey often thinks about how much guy has changed them for the better. and they haaaaate it. y'know that one tiktok audio where someone’s like "he makes me smile—OH WHAT THE FUCK"? that was honey when they realized they had a crush on guy. and this song kind of embodies that too; honey isn't used to being sweet, but being with guy has made them into a sappy person, which they never thought they would be, and how much they actually enjoy it.

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freelancer

just existing - daysormay

; so not only is this my favorite song at the moment, this is also my freelancer theme song basically. the lyrics "it always took too long to learn how to slow down / chasing shortcuts and serotonin touchdowns" and "maybe i lost drive / i'm searching every day for relief / and chasing a break that i don't really need" feels like our resident (and chronic) overworking deviant. this also works when you think about freelancer singing this and each of the verses matching with one of the D.A.M.N. crew boys.

my body - young the giant

; a song about feeling the need to overwork yourself to get better at something because you have a fear of failure and falling behind, in my freelancer playlist? how ridiculous! /j no but in all seriousness this song is a perfect depiction of their need to keep pushing, keep working, to be perfect. i think even when they know they’re good at something, they have to be better. they need to be better to prove themself.

empty bed - cavetown

; so this is a bit more of a depressing and sad song for freelancer, but one i think still makes sense. this reminds me of early s3!freelancer, still healing from the inversion and terrified of everyone they love going away. how they grew up, how they hide their pain as best they can so they don’t bother anyone with their problems, but how they dont want their friends to deal with that kind of pain. how they don't want the D.A.M.N. crew to be in pain, but was so hesitant to let the others know their own pain.

babyface - artio

; so i found out abt artio recently, and when i looked them up on tiktok and saw the lead singer, rae, i immediately said “oh, that's crow!” (for those who dont know, crow is the name of my freelancer-sona). this is very specifically for my freelancer-sona, but i think it stills works for canon!freelancer. how their people pleaser tendencies can make them so quick to change themself for others but how they’ve slowly grown to be more confident in themself.

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this took. far too long hdsjhd

i am still considering sharing my spotify link on here, so if you want to see which of the redacted audio character playlists are on the app, pls let me know!

#redacted audio #dog.txt #geordi #sam collins #blake #darlin #honey #freelancer #redacted headcanons

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franktrains-derailed · 1 month

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I’d like to make a note of my body- not just for myself but also to relate

(Side note: no matter how nice that report button is looking, people have different tr@um@ experiences. That needs to be understood. I have been in and out of recovery from many things bc a terrible household for 7 years. Ed, anxiety, sui, etc.. my account is made for people in similar experiences to relate and see me through the good times and the bad. Currently battling ed. This post is based on my stats)

Height 5’4

Sw 126lbs (57kg)

Cw 120lbs (54kg)

Gw 110lbs (50kg)

Gw(2) 100lbs (45kg)

Ugw 90-80lbs (40-36kg)

(I need points for the fact I attempted to translate to kg 🤣🤣 all by myself)

Again, in no way is this meant to be encouraging of bad habits

But to be a tr@um@ relation

Love you guys, take care of yourself.

Remember to drink water guys ❤️⭐️

#fitbody #my rants #fitness #stats #tw ed ana #an4r3xia #tw thinspi #thinspø #tw ed but not sheeran

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raytorosaurus · 2 years

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can you pls explain to me what happened on tbp tour? i know the recording was bleak with the haunted manor and all that, but i keep hearing little things about the tour and i can't seem to find any information on google?? like some ppl on here have mentioned some things about frank's health and that he was on pills so idk if it was a drug issue or a chronic illness thing?? i think g and mikey suffered a lot of mental health stuff?? just please gimme the run down?! i love u

okay so this might get a little long so i’m putting it under a cut but basically in summary: they are insane. they’d already put themselves through a lot of emotional pressure writing the album in a haunted mansion where their producer was encouraging psychological warfare among them, and then they threw themselves into a LONG and gruelling tour and honestly made it as difficult for themselves as possible every step of the way. they were dealing with mental and physical illness and they pushed way past the point of exhaustion. they were reaching major life milestones (all of them got engaged at least once, three of them got married) but spending entire years away from home. they became the face of a subculture they didn’t particularly feel like they had anything in common with, and then they got some really bad press that was extremely demoralising because it wasn’t about the music, it was about the actual message of the band, which had been twisted and misinterpreted.

but if you want more detail (cw for sh & sui ments):

so the page for this tour got taken down from wikipedia for some reason but it’s archived here and it’ll give you an impression of just how huge this tour was. legs kept getting added on to the tour because they thought this was the band’s, like, one big chance to take over the world so they didn’t want to say no to anything because they thought that’s what the album deserved. at the start of it they effectively played two sets a night - the black parade front to back and then some revenge and bullets songs as an extended encore. they did it all in thick, non-breathable wool jackets and trousers, and they did it six nights a week with almost no breaks - basically the only breaks they did get were when they were travelling between continents lol. the wiki page i linked lists the dates of the tour proper, but they were also playing album launch shows in multiple countries in the months before it fully kicked off. the spot that looks like they had a nice long break between july and october was actually almost fully taken up by pro rev LOL.

gerard and ray were actually the only members who made it through the full tour. cortez filled in for both mikey and frank at different times. mikey left fairly early - in april 2007, after getting married to alicia backstage after their show in vegas in march. he left for a honeymoon and didn’t come back until september for the final couple shows of pro rev. he also opened up a bit about how hard 2006 had been on his mental health while they were writing the album, so the break was much-needed. frank left a couple of times for shorter stretches, once because of an illness in his family and once because he had a wisdom tooth complication and couldn’t fly to australia. also, yeah, the constant touring took a toll on his physical health at times and he wouldn’t take breaks when he needed them - i’m sure you’ve seen the pictures of him onstage attached to an oxygen tank. bob was recovering from third-degree burns at first and then had persistent issues with chronic pain in his wrist and had to take a couple of months off playing or risk permanently disabling himself, and for at least most of those dates he was replaced by tucker from thursday. beyond that they did have to cancel several dates in may 2007 because everyone except frank and gerard (including most of their crew and the band muse) got terrible food poisoning from some catering chicken (frank escaped because he’s vegan and gerard because he slept through catering that day lol).

projekt revolution saw the band, like...really fucking exhausted. at that point they’d started getting kind of sick of playing the characters of the black parade. ray in particular talked about feeling disconnected from their audiences because of the uniforms and burned out by the repetition (this article’s pretty interesting because ray doesn’t talk about that aspect of the band very often in public). so for the festival shows they gave up playing parade in full and doing two sets every night for a bit, but now they were playing in extreme heat with a shit tonne of pyrotechnics lol. pro rev was meant to be the end of the tour, but they added a couple of extra shows in mexico to ritualistically kill off the black parade because i would expect no less from this band (that was october 7 2007, which is when the black parade is dead was filmed). and then they added another leg, and another...and they essentially ended up doing what basically amounted to a second full world tour without ever stopping the first one lol. it wasn’t only long but also so over-the-top in terms of theatrics and staging that they barely even broke even financially at the end of it. which is like. crazy. they had five full buses of stage equipment and a sound and lighting system that took five hours to set up and three hours to dismantle every night.

so if you’ve watched the infamous reading & leeds show you’ll recognise the “fuck the daily mail” thing, which is because after tbp came out they published satanic-panic-lite type articles calling mcr a suicide cult that promoted self-harm and stuff. you gotta understand that the emo subculture, whether or not it was connected to mcr, was one of the biggest laughing stocks of the noughties. notably, there were a series of riots and hate-crimes in mexico against “emo” kids (largely due to in actuality to homophobia, of course), and mcr would get asked about it so often that they felt like they were being blamed for it and that they needed to apologise for it. gerard in particular has spoken quite a bit about how much he struggled with feeling like tbp was being misinterpreted and taken out of context when it was such a deeply personal album to him. then things got even worse in may 2008, around the end of the tour, when the daily mail reported on the “emo cult” again, this time explicitly linking the tragic suicide of a 13-year-old girl to mcr. obviously this is, like, the antithesis of everything the band stood for, and they took it really hard. it spiralled even further, with gerard making a public statement about it, fans protesting at the daily mail offices, an inquest into the tragic suicide, and the daily mail doubling down and claiming that mcr should be grateful for the extra “publicity” they were getting from all of this. yeah. there’s a long section detailing all of this in not the life it seems, if you can stomach reading it.

the peak of this kind of aligns with the actual end of the black parade world tour in may 2008 in madison square garden. this is another one of those infamous shows - again, there’s an entire section in not the life it seems dedicated to it. it was a dream come true to play msg, especially for gerard and mikey, but they were completely burned out by that point. apparently the show itself was great and they were full of energy, but gerard was speaking to the crowd like the band was about to break up, and apparently the vibes were not great backstage. frank was so nervous about the show that he took a bunch of pills to get through it and has almost no memory of it. after they left the stage, ray found gerard in a dressing room and advised him to take a break or start another band that nobody knew about so it wouldn’t be the end of mcr for good. apparently gerard wrote boy division in the taxi on the way home after that gig but i can’t remember where i read that now so i might be wrong about that bit.

anyway, then none of them really saw each other for several months. frank started leathermouth because he can’t live without touring (ray played with them once too), but besides that the first time they were together again was for ray’s wedding later that summer. according to himself, brian schechter (their manger up until then) was fired over phone the morning after someone’s wedding so i have to assume it was ray’s given the timing lol (unless it was when gerard and lynz had a little ceremony or whatever, idk when that was).

anyway happy ending at least: they got back in the studio in october 2008 in new york to record desolation row for the watchmen movie and had such an amazing time that ray flew down to la (where gerard had recently moved) and he, gerard, and bob jammed around and wrote four new songs in no time. over the next year or two, the rest of mcr followed gerard to la one by one and started working on conventional weapons and they swore it would be a fun album to write and that they wouldn’t put themselves through the black parade recording process again. anyway then they scrapped it last minute to write danger days instead lol.

but yeah like. i think it’s easy to forget now in 2022 just how huge mcr was during parade era, but how they got completely misinterpreted in bad faith by, like, the media and culture as a whole. it’s probably fairly common for bands like them to be kind of misunderstood in their lifetimes but hailed as visionaries years or decades later, so it’s kind of like really fucking exciting to see mcr actually active again during the time when i feel like they’re finally started to get appreciated for what they really are. which is the greatest band in the world if you ask me but i guess i am a little bit biased <3

#spoilers: it did get a little long #most of this information is a summary of the relevant chapters in not the life it seems btw #hope you see this anon! sorry i know you sent the ask a couple of days ago #answered #mcr history #*

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