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FIRST NIGHT OF TOURDUST AT WRIGLEY
im writing down all the stuff that i remember so i dont forget!! obviously the big ones were GINASFS LIVE?? HELLO??? i was very unspoiled for the setlist so every song was a huge shock
tai as openers got a hUGE response. and it was great!!! im thrilled to report that bilvy is still a whore <3 he was playing submission games with mike and sisky the whole set, did snakes on a plane, doing high kicks and draping himself all over his bandmates as god intended
i mean it probably goes without saying but i need to shoutout the set design for this tour. oh my god it was SO beautiful. there were no big screens behind them, instead there was a big round screen mounted over the stage and it would play funky videos during all the songs. one half of the stage was this gorgeous blue wrought-iron looking thing with stars and monsters and a clock. the other side was glowing gold, so it was like a night/day dichotomy
there were big red curtains behind the guys and they would sweep shut for a few songs and when they opened again there'd be a new setpiece behind them. like a physical setpiece!! the first one was an anchor, the second was A MOVING DOGGIE HEAD, the third was a huge tree with owl eyes. they were fucking gorgeous
the pink seashell monologue played w/o any instrumentals before love from the other side kicked in
joe has a new guitar! it's like...green and super detailed, it's seriously so fucking fancy i need hq pictures of that thing stat
joe vocals were SUPER LOUD AND PROMINENT my god it was a blessing
patrick was KILLING it the whole concert. i was floored. fob songs are NOT EASY TO SING esp love from the other side but he was impeccable pretty much the whole night
he did fumble the lyrics to centuries tho dlfdjkjf looked like something was up with his soundboard around that time
they hit us with a triple-punch of chicago is so two years ago, calm before the storm, and then where is your boy, all in a row. patrick talked a little bit before where is your boy to be like "yeah so this was forever ago...i was jogging..." and pete chimes in "imagine us jogging"
patrick also talked a bit before they rolled the piano out. he was like "hi guys!! :)" and talked about how the set design was all pete's idea and it was super fucking fancy and he was floored by it. he said that pete suggested he play piano and then was like "ugh i dunno im not GREAT at that" (you fucking liar) and then that led up to the medley that closed with don't stop believing and the rest of the band joined in and AGHHH
i was not prepared to hear headfirst slide and disloyal order in the same night.
i was not prepared to hear HEAVEN IOWA that night. of all the stardust songs i did NOT EXPECT THAT ONE
for those who were involved in the stardust project, it went off really well the first night! i got my pink seashell and during fake out i looked behind me and the whole stadium was lit up pink! after it was over, pete was like "wow that looked amazing guys" so the band definitely noticed!
pete did the baby annihilation monologue live! he seemed kind of nervous he had his hoodie pulled up and everything but he delivered it very different from the studio version and when it was over he pulled a big black curtain over himself and then disappeared when it fell
save rock and roll live is always a treat but my god when the camera pulled back and i saw that all four members of fall out boy were smiling while they sang OH NOOO WE WON'T GO. my god. my heart.
they did not do a proper encore because they didnt want to tread into curfew, so we did not get a picture with them
OKAY THATS ALL I CAN REMEMBER FOR NOW. ILL ADD TO THIS IF I REMEMBER ANYTHING ELSE <3 THIS WAS A STELLAR START THANK YOU FALL OUT BOY I LOVE YOU FALL OUT BOY
#fall out boy#fob#tourdust#tourdust spoilers#*making poasts#very worth flying to chicago for this <3
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Saw this photo floating around and it is…SENDING ME. In multiple ways. So I’m going to ramble.
Ok first off - this is like, quintessential mid-00s teen heart throb photo shoot. Literally erase Pete’s tattoos and photoshop on a head of any popular male celebrity at the time and it would honestly work. This was The Template.
I think it’s easy to either forget (or just not realize) how TRULY big the FOB/“emo” hype train was back then. Cosmo Girl, Tiger Beat, and countless other magazines that solely focused on HUGE celebrities like Beyonce and Justin Timberlake and Lindsay Lohan were suddenly putting FOB, MCR, and Panic on their covers (although, let’s be real, usually just one or two members - i.e. Pete, Gerard, Brendon, Ryan).
There are…slightly less boundaries now with stuff like this because of the saturation of social media making “normal people” famous, but, back then, that was almost unheard of. You’d only see pictures of these bands in like, ALT Press or Kerrang. For them to get lumped into the same category as these A listers was absolutely bonkers.
So to see this picture of Pete…it kinda makes me laugh tbh, but it also makes me sad. Because that didn’t…FIT him. It looks ridiculous. It’s not an authentic picture of him- it’s him being placed into a mold. Him accepting “The Template” because that’s where he was expected to go. Which makes it…not at all surprising that he was only able to keep that up for so long before it fell apart.
It reminds me of that part in the Zane Lowe interview where they’re talking about this time of their career. Like, just go watch from min 35-42 because it’s fantastic but some highlights:
Zane acknowledging how easy it is to fall down the rabbit hole, especially when you’re thrust into it so quickly - it’s not really a choice. Patrick seconds this later by saying that once that fame light is on, it’s on, and you don’t really have a way to turn it off
Pete acknowledging how it kept him from being a “real person,” how little he liked it, and how much he had to grow during the hiatus to get away from that
Patrick saying how you really can’t win - you either accept the attention and you’re hated for it or you reject the attention and you’re hated for it. And this was ESPECIALLY true then. The media is still brutal but it was absolutely HORRENDOUS at that time. You really had to be “on” 24/7 and that’s…impossible.
Talking about how that level of fame creates a wall around you that is not only difficult for others to penetrate, but also yourself. And if Pete can’t access himself, he can’t access what he can give Patrick to create around, which then makes everything crumble like a house of cards.
I give FOB so much credit for realizing that, if they didn’t take a break, they would’ve ended VERY poorly and likely forever. Look how a lot of careers ended from that time. Either not well or a fade into irrelevance because of just trying to “keep up” and failing. Because, at that point, you’ve lost a lot of your “real person-ness” and, if you’ve lost that, what authenticity can you bring to your work? And if you’re BUILT on authenticity (which FOB is), then what is there to put out that is meaningful and relevant to your art?
Part of FOB’s magic has always been their authenticity and that they really are just “some guys.” That is what has allowed them to be so innovative and grow as artists and as people because there is a constant striving to push themselves and still remain grounded in who they are at their core. Pre-h, they didn’t know how to do that yet, and it was hell.
Pictures like this honestly just remind me of how deep in the hole the pressures of fame at that time did to not only them as a band, but Pete himself. Like, look at this picture. Does he look…genuine? Happy? Does this look like the Pete Wentz you know and love? Of course it may on the surface, but if you really look at it…to me it looks more like a caricature. The clothes, the pose, the styled hair and eyeliner…it just looks off. It’s Pete Wentz through a lens meant to appeal to the masses.
These lyrics from So Good Right Now feel extremely relevant to this time:
I am endlessly grateful that…regardless of the other reasons and intense drama around it…they recognized that need to step back from…all of this. That they didn’t let themselves just get covered by the weeds. Chewed up and spit back out like so many others. And so many years later we are still getting incredible, meaningful music from them. Like, it truly just keeps getting better. You can’t say that about…A LOT of people/bands who have been making music for this long.
I think I’ll end this here for now. LOL at a thirst pic of Pete Wentz making me wax poetic….
#I am aware none of these are super original thoughts#just yelling into the void over here#fall out boy#fob#pete wentz#patrick stump#joe trohman#andy hurley#mid-00s fame bullshit#band of all time#growing up with them has been a blessing#truly
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Can I request a Patrick Stump x gn reader? The reader helps out on tour (whether temporarily joining the band or part os stage crew is up to you) and it's them getting together (featuring the other band members if possible but they don't have to be prominent characters)
OMG yes ofc! thank you so much for the request and I'm sorry it took so long to get out! I had a lot of fun writing this one and I hope you enjoy reading it :]
"Stage Hand"
Patrick Stump x gn!stagehand!reader
warnings: cursing, Pete making sex jokes but no smut just him being pete
You stood off in the wings of the stage, hidden by the dark curtain legs. Watching was primarily what you did for this job, mostly there to make sure none of the guys hurt each other. Of course, you did other things such as check on the instruments, but you weren't the stage manager so you had little to do with all that. A clipboard was held to your chest, the only paper occupying it was the setlist to make sure they were staying on track.
Currently, Patrick was belting out the lyrics to Grand Theft Autumn. You were always astonished by his range and ability to sing like an angel. To say you had a little crush on the lead singer would be an understatement, you were nearly head-to-toe flustered goop watching him on stage. But you knew that it was wrong to get into a relationship with him, he was practically your boss and work relationships never end well from what you've seen on TV. But still, you continued to stare at him, you would brush it off if anyone asked, making it out to be that you were just worried Pete was going to run into him.
Speaking of Pete he was busy dancing around, his motions caught your eye for a second as your gaze shifted over to him. You raised an eyebrow, hoping he wouldn't try to stage dive like he did last time or pull you onto the stage. Pete caught your eye contact for a second, sending a joking wink your way which you laughed at. You and Pete were always good friends, way before the band ever started. The two of you jokingly flirt a lot, with no real feelings behind it, and often either of you makes funny disgusted faces at the other for some of the shitty pickup lines said.
You came back to the present when you heard the music stop, the end of the song. The gaze that drifted away during your thoughts traveled back to Patrick, checking up on him. He was sweaty and tired looking, the summer heat was getting to him as it hit midday. You were fairly warm as well, your all-black crew clothes making you practically soak up the heat. Of course, some of the heat was coming from staring at a disheveled Patrick Stump but you would dispute any claims of that.
Patrick took one of the plastic water bottles from on top of one of the amps and chugged half of it. Suddenly as he screwed the cap back onto the bottle he turned to you and caught your stare. He blinked once then broke out in a grin that made your face heat up more. Your surprised look made Patrick laugh as he grabbed the mic again.
Hours had gone by since Patrick caught you staring at him. The show had ended a little while ago and another band was busy playing their set on the mainstage. A different stagehand had taken your place since you had been on standby for hours with other bands before Fall Out Boy played their gig. You were sitting inside FOB’s tour bus next to Pete, trying to cool down from the summer heat. As much as you loved touring, during the summer months, it was hell for everyone involved. Patrick was lying in his bunk, taking a nap. That as much was evident by his slight snoring behind the curtain divider for his bed.
“I saw you staring at ‘Trick out there.” Pete had snickered right next to your ear. You whipped your head around to give him a death glare.
“I was not, I was just making sure you weren’t going to run into him like last time, Pete.” The annoyance was evident in your voice as you drew out your best friend's name. He shook his head, his smirk somehow getting bigger than before.
“Nah, you were just staring at him. Haven’t shaken that crush like you thought, huh?” You sighed at Pete’s teasing then looked over at Patrick’s covered bed where he was lying just on the other side so you couldn’t see him.
“Fine, okay, yes I still have that stupid crush on him,” You rushed out in a whisper, not wanting to take any chances in case Trick was just pretending to be asleep. “But if you’re thinking I’m going to act on it or tell him, the answer is no. You guys are my bosses, not to mention if something happened it would be fucking awkward for the rest of the tour.” You leaned back into the sofa more at the thought. Dealing with that much awkwardness for the rest of the summer would make this tour even worse than it already was.
Pete shrugged at your response. “Alright, but I’m here if you need to know how to get with him." He looked smug as if he had some power over you with knowledge.
You scoffed at Pete’s suggestion, waving him off. “Even if I was going to "get with him" I’m not going to take your advice.” You smiled, still a little annoyed, at your friend who just grinned back and took a drink from his water bottle.
Pete set his water bottle back down on the table taking a moment to add suspense before saying, “Sure you won’t.” He was challenging you and doing this on purpose but something in your mind just set off anyways.
You started your rant, sitting on the edge of the sofa seat now and already louder than before; “No, now I’m not going to use your advice to get with Patrick! I bet you have no idea what he likes anyways!” You threw your hands up in the air in exasperation but Pete only laughed at you. That wasn’t the reaction you were expecting, he rarely laughed at you unless something ironic had happened and… You turned around in your seat to find a groggy and flustered Patrick staring at you. Your jaw dropped to the floor in shock, how the fuck were you supposed to explain the shit you just said.
Pete got up from his seat and walked out of the door, yelling back something about not having sex in the bus. You cringed at the shouted words, setting your hands into your lap and turning back to Patrick. “So uhm… How much of that whole thing did you hear?” An awkward smile was set while you spoke, trying not to look like you wanted to crawl out of your skin at that moment.
“Well enough to process you saying "Now I’m not going to use your advice to get with Patrick." He quoted what you said just a few minutes before. Your face must’ve been extremely flushed at this point, you felt like you were going to overheat. Trick sighed and sat next to you on the sofa. He didn’t look mad which made you hope that he would feel the same way. “Do you… Do you like me or are you just trying to get with me? I need to know before I say something stupid.”
You opened and closed your mouth a couple of times, not knowing exactly what to say. “I-I do like you, I mean like-like you. Wow, I sound like a middle schooler.” Your voice trailed off at the end, realizing how childish you sounded, what adult says like-like in a real sentence? "What I'm saying is I'm not just trying to get in your pants, I do want a relationship with you.." You didn't have the heart to look at Patrick, worried that you had said the wrong thing.
Laughter is not what you were expecting to hear from him, you turned to face Trick with a questioning look. "I thought you and Pete were together?" He grinned at you, raising an eyebrow. Even you started to laugh after that question.
"No! Nonono, me, and Pete are like siblings! We just jokingly flirt a lot, but uhm.. if it makes you uncomfortable we can stop" You smiled and tried not to sound too lovestruck over Patrick's laugh.
All he did was shake his head at your words though and waited a few moments before speaking, "No it's fine, I just thought that you were with Pete and I didn't have a chance with you because of that." You stared at him for a little bit, deciphering his every word.
"What do you mean by that, do you like-like me too, 'Trick?" You chuckled at your semi-joke and waited for an answer uncomfortably. Hoping you hadn't made a joke at the wrong time, you nearly breathed a sigh when you saw Patrick open his mouth to say something.
"Well yeah, I like-like you." He laughed as well then stopped after a little bit. Patrick awkwardly cleared his throat and then spoke up again. "Uhm... Can I kiss you? I'm sure I'm not the best at it but I wanna try.."
You cracked a smile and gently held Trick's face, giving him a small Peck on the lips. His stunned and flustered face made you giggle which he smiled at. "You're so amazing, Trick…" You leaned your forehead against his and closed your eyes, taking in the moment.
Someone stomping up the steps into the tour bus made you both jump away from each other, not quite sure if either of you were ready for people to know yet. Pete walked into the main room, an arm covering his eyes. "Sorry, forgot my wallet!" He nearly shouted which made both you and Patrick start laughing at him. He removed his arm from his face, realizing you two were fully dressed and not doing anything.
Pete smiled and grabbed his wallet and as he was walking out you could hear him yell back at you, "You two are adorable together!", which made both of your faces heat up with blush.
#patrick stump x gender neutral reader#patrick stump x reader#patrick stump#fall out boy x reader#fall out boy fanfiction#fall out boy#fall out boy patrick#fob#fob patrick#fob pete#pete wentz#fanfic writing#fanfic#gender neutral reader#cursing#slight sex jokes#kinda?#fanfiction#oneshot#if you like this feel free to request a second part since my requests box will be open again soon!#love you guys and thank you for being so patient#<3
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(UPDATED INTRO POST)
(𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴, 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨...)
DNI'S are literally only like MSI fans.. oh and if your homophobic, transphobic, racist. anything like that.. oh and if your possibly one of my family members
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I don't have a name, call me cunt or something I don't care
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MCR is my favorite band, I like fob too and I forgot but I love any of Frankie's bands too! And Gees solo music!!!!!
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My favorite movies are (these aren't in order btw) Donnie Darko, star Wars, life on the murder scene. (I like the Chucky movies too, I was raised on them but they're not my favorite)
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Favorite TV shows, the walking dead (all the spin-offs too) , umbrella academy, Chucky (I'm a big nerd for child's play and Chucky btw) / (I can't think of others right now but I think I have some more maybe..)
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Favorite comics, the walking dead, the true lives of the fabulous Killjoys, the true lives of the fabulous Killjoys: national anthem, umbrella academy (I have more but like I forget a lot so..)
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Favorite games, the walking dead telltale games (I have others that I'm not gonna name here bc I wanna say it somewhere else.. But you'll probably know soon enough)
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Favorite colors are red and black
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My favorite YouTubers are jake webber and Johnnie guilbert but I have a few more and they do pranks but like I don't think anyone that's here probably likes them so.. Well carry on.
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Favorite album is I brought you my bullets, you brought me your love
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Favorite songs are, my way home is through you, not that kind of girl, Emily, black dragon fighting society, all the angels and tomorrow's money
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𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗢𝗠 𝗙𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗦 :
I've always wanted to play bass
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I wanna make comics, draw and maybe write some.. :D
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I'm a minor, don't be a Creepazoid.. but i dont care if your over 18 :P
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Literally obsessed with Mikey way..
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I like sour candies, war heads I like a lot. Sour candy also isn't sour to me..
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I like vampires (𝘪 𝘢𝘮 𝘰𝘯𝘦) and that stuff, bats too I guess
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Blood is cool too
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I draw sometimes (𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯 𝘐'𝘮 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥, 𝘐 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴.. 𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦?)
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I edit sometimes..
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I'm awake all night listening to MCR, and all day almost too..
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Petekey.. ♡
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Frerard ♥︎
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My favorite soda is root beer
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I'm running out of things to say now.. Let's carry on..
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This is the end.. So.. Bye? I don't know.. Want the lyrics to the foundations of decay? There, it's down there ↓
See the man who stands upon the hill
He dreams of all the battles won
But fate had left its scars upon his face
With all the damage they had done
And so tired with age, he turns the page
Let the flesh submit itself to gravity
Let our bodies lay, mark our hearts with shame
Let our blood in vain, you find God in pain
Now, if your convictions were a passing phase
May your ashes feed the river in the morning rays
And as the vermin crawls, we lay in the foundations of decay
He was there the day the towers fell
And so he wandered down the road
And we would all build towers of our own
Only to watch the roots corrode
But it's much too late, you're in the race
So we'll press and press 'til you can't take it anymore
Let our bodies lay, mark our hearts with shame
Let our blood in vain, you find God in pain
And if, by his own hand, his spirit flies
Take his body as a relic to be canonized
Now, and so he gets to die a saint
But she will always be a whore
Against faith (cage all the animals)
Against all odds ('cause the message must be pure)
Against change (you can wander through the ruins)
We are free (but the poison is the cure)
You must fix your heart
And you must build an altar where it swells
When the storm, it gains and the sky, it rains
Let it flood, let it flood, let it wash away
And as you stumble through your last crusade
Will you welcome your extinction in the morning rays?
And as the swarm it calls, we lay in the foundations
Yes, it comforts me much more
Yes, it comforts me much more
To lay in the foundations of decay
Get up, coward
Now, so long and goodnight...
(I'll probably be adding more once I remember more shit, but for now Run, run, bunny, run)
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XXVI. Last
Azem would not be returning.
Azem would not be returning in the star’s darkest hour, when it was paramount that the Convocation displayed unity of mind and purpose in a world unraveling at the seams.
From his seat on the Convocation in Amaurot, Emet-Selch laced his fingers together, leaned his forehead against them, and cursed.
In the end, he turned to the only one he knew who could be relied upon to take their place.
Hythlodaeus, of course, had previously declined any and all overtures to become a Convocation member. I am deeply flattered, but I believe I can better serve this star as a steward of the Bureau. May I suggest Hades instead? He is dedicated, and much less distractible than I am, I assure you.
And thus it fell to Hades to take up the mantle of Emet-Selch. At the time it almost felt like Hythlodaeus had concocted the scenario as a prank, a way for him to put Hades on a pedestal to show him off–as he enjoyed doing at many an opportunity–and to fob off the subsequent responsibilities onto him.
Nevertheless, Emet-Selch had no great appetite for putting his friend in such a difficult position now, after he made his feelings clear–even if Emet-Selch could, and would, reasonably blame their wayward friend Azem for the situation they found themselves in now.
Hythlodaeus hesitated, as Emet-Selch knew he would. But in the end he acquiesced, as Emet-Selch knew he would, for Hythlodaeus–unlike the Azem he was replacing–ultimately put the needs of the star above his own.
Yet that tenure was all too brief. Hydaelyn had soon after sundered their world and most of the Convocation with it; Hythlodaeus’s soul–in its soft-hued shades of amaranth–a priceless mosaic shattered across space and time.
They, the Unsundered–himself, Elidibus, and Lahabrea–regrouped. They charted their course, and Emet-Selch’s Soulsight was instrumental in picking up the pieces of their colleagues’ souls. It most often fell to him to scour the shards for their fellows, a process he found not only exhausting but sickening, as it was he more than any other who was forced to bear witness to the full extent of the ugly, fractious, miserable existence Hydaelyn had wrought.
When at last Emet-Selch found Hythlodaeus’s soul and pulled it from the Lifestream, he chose the delicate moment between memories washed clean and the soul’s rebirth. When he plucked its light from the flow and then beheld it there within the rift, he recoiled. He doubted anyone else with the Sight, had they remained, would have been able to recognize this dim, pale, watery light as a part of what was once Hythlodaeus’s vibrant, resplendent soul. It was…abhorrent.
The crystal in Emet-Selch’s hand, at least, was still full of color. With it, he could at least restore this piece of Hythlodaeus’s soul to something approaching respectability. And the process would become easier with time: With each Rejoining, Hythlodaeus’s soul would burn more brightly. The mosaic of his fractured soul, like the star itself, would eventually become whole and restored to its former glory.
Emet-Selch summoned the memories within Azem’s crystal, and they flowed into the soul suspended in front of him. Without memories of a past life to distort the process, Hythlodaeus’s soul easily took to his appearance as Emet-Selch remembered it, down to the few strands of lavender hair that slipped from his braid.
Emet-Selch’s heart seized.
For a moment, the shade that stood before him looked peaceful, as if in slumber. Then Hythlodaeus–Azem–came to with a jerk, as if suddenly surfacing from a nightmare. As all the soul shards did upon awakening, Hythlodaeus looked around in confusion, taking in the Ascian garb he had been clothed in, the wine-dark cosmos all around, and the empty pedestals of dark crystal that marked the Ascians’ stations. All the others were presently attending to their duties, allowing Emet-Selch to conduct this reunion with his cowl pulled back and his mask shed.
Hythlodaeus squeezed his eyes shut for a long moment, groaning.
–Hades remembered the light slanting through the blinds in their shared apartment in Amaurot. Hythlodaeus embracing his pillow even tighter and burying his face in it, grumbling, unwilling to get out of bed so early–
Hythlodaeus’s eyes opened again and his face morphed into recognition. “Hades?”
His arms opened, and Emet-Selch stepped into that embrace before he could think to do otherwise.
“Oh, Hades, how I’ve missed you,” said Hythlodaeus. He wrapped his arms tightly around Emet-Selch and buried his face into the crook of his neck, but his being was so diluted from the Sundering it felt like naught more than a faint breeze in this airless place. “What’s happened? Where are we?”
It was tiresome, so tiresome to have to repeat this story over and over–the Sundering, the aftermath, all of it. The tale was never any less bitter on Emet-Selch’s tongue, but nevertheless he stepped back from Hythlodaeus and told it. Even though Hythlodaeus was still grappling with disorientation, he listened as attentively and patiently as he had ever done.
“I see…” was all Hythlodaeus said at first, when Emet-Selch concluded the tale. And he remained silent for a time, his eyes downcast and his lips resting against the curl of his hand as he mulled it over. Emet-Selch reined in his impatience and waited.
When Hythlodaeus looked up, his eyes were bright with love and sorrow. “Dearest Emet-Selch–dearest Hades. Surely you must know that I cannot condone this path you have chosen.”
“What?” Emet-Selch’s voice was a disbelieving rasp.
“Did our brethren not give up themselves–and therefore their own futures–willingly for the star?”
Emet-Selch’s temper rose like the bile in his throat. “Did I not just tell you? For a star unbroken. For a star Hydaelyn and her ilk have not desecrated. A world made whole is the one for which they gave their lives.”
Hythlodaeus’s face contorted in sympathy. He brought his hand up in a familiar gesture–to smooth a loose strand of hair from Emet-Selch’s temple or to soothe the pinched lines he saw around his eyes–
Emet-Selch recoiled from the touch. Hythlodaeus’s hand dropped. “Pray allow me this question, Hades.”
“Be quick about it,” Emet-Selch snapped.
Hythlodaeus met his eyes, resolute. “If the choice was between saving our star–knowing it could never be again as it once was–and consigning it to oblivion, would you have chosen not to save it?”
Emet-Selch’s jaw worked. The audacity of the question–
“Of course not,” Hythlodaeus answered for him, gently. “You would still have done it. Let us then, in turn, not presume the selfishness of others. If those who gave themselves had known the star’s fate upon taking this course, I have no doubt the majority would still have done so willingly.”
“Yours is a false dichotomy, no doubt from the flawed reasoning of a flawed existence,” was Emet-Selch’s clipped rejoinder. “Hydaelyn’s meddling was not inevitable.”
“Yet that is what we are left with,” Hythlodaeus pointed out. “There is naught to be done about the past, Hades. ‘Tis one thing for those to give themselves willingly for a cause, but to condemn those lives that exist now, without their consent…does it not go against the wishes of those no longer with us? They sought to preserve the future, not the past.”
Spoken like a true Azem. “You have not yet observed what they have become, Hythlodaeus. How selfish these twisted, broken reflections are, and the misery they beget unto themselves and others. They have become diluted in mind, body, and morality all.”
“Mayhap,” Hythlodaeus conceded. “But even divided, are they not still our friends and loved ones?”
Emet-Selch’s expression was baleful. “You might see them as such, having been thus reduced. Yet they are but an insult to their memory–their sacrifice.”
“What is sacrifice, Hades? If such acts are done with the expectation of being undone–”
“I have made an oath to our people,” said Emet-Selch, coldly. “I have my duty, as you have yours. You are of the Convocation, Azem–you would do well to conduct yourself accordingly.”
Hythlodaeus frowned. “I do not remember the Convocation as being without its disagreements.”
Emet-Selch swallowed and attempted to bridle the frustration and anger jumping through his veins like levin, for Hythlodaeus’s sake. “This division is precisely what we can no longer afford, for ourselves and for our star.”
Hythlodaeus sighed, fidgeting with his braid for a moment. “We must all do what we believe is best for the star.” His hands slid from his hair. “Therefore, I will not seek to change your opinion. Pray do not seek to change mine.”
Emet-Selch knew now: This shard would not do. It appeared this facsimile, having been cut from threadbare cloth, was flawed beyond all recourse.
“You misguided, misbegotten thing,” he spat. “You are not worthy of the memories you bear or the station you hold.
“Begone.”
Snap.
Hythlodaeus’s form began to dissolve. “I am sorry, Hades.” He smiled sadly. “I pray we meet again, under more fortunate circumstances.”
Hythlodaeus’s form–and his light–dissipated. The soul crystal Emet-Selch still clenched in one fist glowed warmly, its memories returned. It felt like a brand against his palm. He banished it.
Emet-Selch went to his seat and slumped into it. He laced his fingers together, pressed his forehead against them, and cursed.
Hythlodaeus, his closest companion and a member of the Convocation, standing in defiance of Convocation degree like his predecessor. To refuse what needed to be done! It almost made one believe there was some inherently corrupting influence in the station of Azem. Had he, Emet-Selch, not been betrayed by three of them now? They had all turned against him at the last, each and every one.
Perhaps the next shard would do better. Perhaps on his next attempt, he would keep the memory of their life as a shard intact, so that they would understand the untenable state of the world.
He would return to sleep, for a time. Then, on his vow, he would try again.
#ffxivwrite2023#ffxivwrite#ffxiv#AU where Hyth becomes the new Azem during the Final Days#hythlodaeus#emet selch#hythades
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let me preface this to say i don’t like him either and think he’s mad annoying but i feel like you’re completely correct about the rewriting history thing re brendon and panic and just brendon in general. i think it shows how changeable bandom is and also the desire of fans to have a scapegoat to project anger towards instead of someone else such as their own faves who have also made missteps in the past related to any number of things. like i don’t think i’ve ever seen someone this universally hated except maybe bryar or morris though i feel like there have been instances where one person will just get continuous shit for awhile like it happened to pete in the late 2010s and we all know who’s in the midst of a scandal rn. brendon is an easy target also because he has bad aesthetics and people are embarrassed that they liked him during the 2010s esp i think a lot of new ryan fans. the same people also like to ignore that pete and patrick are good friends with him because pete is back in public favor (and ig patrick to some extent idk that he’s ever gotten true backlash for anything other than his adjacency to pete) because again it’s all about just having someone to direct hate towards even though a good portion of it is fairly deserved lol
Bandom is definitely really malleable and people ignore who is friends with who in favor of their opinions. I have been here for a long time and people's opinions of certain band members like Ryan or Mikey have fluctuated wildly.
However, I feel like the social justice elements of this stuff are very niche. There is a video on YouTube that is approaching a million views about Brendon's fall from grace and it barely talks about that stuff at all. The majority of time the video spends on that element are talking about vague "allegations" that point blank do not exist. But as a whole, it spends the most time talking about Panic! becoming cringe because of their sonic changes and High Hopes being licensed as Pete Buttigieg's campaign song.
No one on the street cares if Frank made an antisemitic joke in Instagram comments, but they sure care that High Hopes is annoying and doesn't sound like I Write Sins.
Overall, I think that when bands have to break up or go on hiatus due to public outcry or there is some huge scandal, it does not come out of nowhere and it is rarely actually about social justice. It's because the bands are falling apart, not selling well or sounding good, and burning bridges left and right so their fans are just mad. I tried really hard to demonstrate this in my 14k word essay about SWMRS and Burger, lol.
To use Pete as an example, Fall Out Boy had to push back MANIA, left their label and and went independent, and MANIA got the worst reviews of any Fall Out Boy album. Going back to Frank, MCR have been dangling a nonexistent album over their fans heads for 4 years now, which is approaching as long as they've been on hiatus and people are starting to get mad.
Comparatively, Brendon had a bunch of drama with Dallon who went on to start a really successful project. Also, from day 1 Panic have been surrounded by drama and scandals. I see a lot of people saying VLV was the lowest selling and there's been a lot about some technical/vocal issues on the last tour as well.
Also Brendon (and Ryan tbh) also seems to have a hard time behaving around interviewers. I honestly feel like this impacted how they are widely considered irrelevant and shitty by music critics, and I think this maybe also played a role in the missing press from the final album cycle.
Also, a lot of these bands have PR teams and management who can get control of this stuff. IDK what happens privately, but judging by what happened with Panic, Brendon seems to only want to be around yes-men and his "best friend" is on his payroll.
They also tend to have friends who are willing to go to bat for them publicly-- ie, recently when MCR and FOB fans got into a tiff, Mikey was onstage with FOB within 48 hours. When All Time Low and Gym Class Heroes announced a tour, it was announced the same day GCH were onstage with FOB. The way publications like Rolling Stone covered All Time Low thing is different than how it covered Burger. Etc.
Side note, I think Pete has always gone through periods of being the world's most hated, but in the 2000s things were just more honest and bitchy instead of everyone trying to moralize everything.
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you are an mcr blogger stop posting about fob and leave it to the real fans
okay so i wanna actually talk about this because it’s something i’ve seen a lot recently and kinda came to a head last night with fob trending.
ya gotta understand that there was an obvious influx of bandom with the return of mcr. like myself, although i’ve had dedicated fan accounts on other platforms, made this account so i could actually *engage* with the tour in a way i couldn’t engage with it on other platforms. you gotta understand i’ve been on tumblr for 14 years (in a week it will be my main’s 14th birthday!) but i also haven’t been actively involved in tumblr fan spaces in a really really long time, like a decade probably. so this account came with some adjusting, especially considering how different of a space tumblr is (more suited for long posting, analysis, ongoing jokes and more stable friendships/relationships to mutuals). so yeah i came here for tour but stayed because it’s really one of the best online spaces for community i could recommend (not surprising, i’m still friends on facebook with a bunch of my mutuals from 2010).
but also something to consider is, for a lot of people, this is their first dive into bandom in any meaningful way. not only are they making connections in a generally positive environment, they’re also engaging with material in a way that you can’t really get on any other platform (analysis! parallels! deep dives! inside jokes that last more than three days when meme cycles run dry after 24 hours in other places! the ability to say fuck without punishment! a more open space for queerness to thrive! and most of the time, a general welcome to horny content) so there’s also an adjustment time for everyone else too, which is why we keep having to have the same conversation about bandom racism every few weeks, and now too why fob is coming up in reference to petekey, because mcr/fob crossover fans are noticing how the mcr fandom consistently reduces fob’s line of work down to a punchline (especially considering many of which do not engage with fob at all).
personally, now that tour is over, i started posting about fob because they are an equally important band to me and because they mean so so so much to my heart and wow! i finally have a space to talk about it with people who are interested in hearing my thoughts about it (or not, if i’m not for you, i’m not for you), AND i wanna hear about and engage with all the cool people on here about their thoughts too! and i think a lot of fans now have the brain space/dash space to actually talk about fob, or engage for the first time with fob, which is so awesome!!! the way i’ve always approached tumblr is as a personalized archive, so that’s why i’ve been posting things that may have been posted before, doing intro lore and jokes and dives, because i like having a place i know i can reference in the future.
i know this is an arduous process for people who are dedicated fob bloggers and have been for years, to see a lot of people blogging about fob solely in reference to a ship for months on end and then they get recognition on the trending page for the same damn thing but this time saying “stop doing that” i know it’s hard to see your favorite band only recognized not by their artistry or their members or their music or any of the cool things about them, but by their relationship to another band. i feel like right now it’s a transitional phase for a lot of people into bandom blogging just in general, i know a lot of blogs who have never been bandom blogs but now are dedicated bandom bloggers just in the past year! so there’s adjustments to be made, stuff to learn, annoying conversations to have, but don’t doubt for one second, i hold fob in my heart and always have and i am so so so grateful to have a space and community to express that love with. i’m sorry to all the fob bloggers out there that are seeing this awkward kinda messy transition, i know it’s annoying af and will continue to be but know there are bloggers out here who are genuinely in it for their love of fob and lots of new fans out there who will look to you to guide them into their new favorite band!!! for now there’s going to be a lot of rehashing of ground already beaten to death so apologies on behalf of the post-mcr wreckage.
to you, personally, anon, idk what you consider a real fan but i don’t have to prove my credentials to you, so sorry if that’s what you were looking for. like i mean this with all good intention, but if you don’t like seeing me around, you’re totally cool to block me! you deserve to experience your favorite band the way you want to and at the end of the day i’m just some guy, don’t let me be the person that makes you upset to come on tumblr and engage in a way that feels meaningful and positive for you.
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Idk how you can have a fan blog for a band you admit has a member who abused an underaged heroin addict
Like most FOB fans pretend that it didn't happen, its v weird to me you acknowledge it but are still running a fan blog?
idk dawg, maybe for some people accepting the horrible shit people who made art they like do would make them not be able to interact with it at all thats chill and extremely fair.
for me i dont really see a big issue with still interacting with a fandom when u acknowledge that people involved in the object of fandom has done awful things. mine nor any other shitty fanblog is gonna change that regardless of if they acnowledge it or not. honestly i really dont think aforementioned shitty fanblogs are gonna make anything worse so i dont see the harm in it tbh.
why do i keep posting about fob knowing pete (and the other three as well, but the post wasnt about them) has done awful things? i like to post about fob and look at posts about fob it is fun and i have made friends and a small community through it.
there is a world of a difference between posting about someone who has done extremely unsavory things and defending those unsavory things. i do not defend pete. i just do not see the problem with continuing to post about fob despite knowing he has done awful things considering i am not defending his actions or bothering his victims about him or whateva
most importantly: ur fandom consumption whatever does not indicate ur irl morality generally in my opinion. me liking fob does not mean i like and approve of all the things the members have done in their lives.
hope this answer makes sense and if u wanna discuss or whatever feel free to dm me
#this is kind of irrelevant but i would like to add that i am relatively new to the fob fandom#so a lot of my older posts from when i first made this sideblog a few months ago i think i would make differently post enlightenment#because the knowledge has definitely changed how i view pete and fob
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okayyyyyyyyy so i said id elaborate on the snuff film ask, then i forgot but here it is now
so fob drive to the location they're sent, it's this kind of dilapidated looking warehouse which they write off as weird but not unseen. maybe the company has to move around or something, right?
they're welcomed in by professional looking people, further lowering their guard. they're talking pre-interview stuff as they're led into a room, and are so pre-occupied with general chit-chat that they don't even notice the bed in the far corner of the room, the multiple sets of iron restraints, the tool rack next to one of the 'interviewers'...
Andy's the first to realise something is up, but before he can voice any concerns there's already someone on him, restraining and gagging him before dargging him towards the bed. the other three are gagged and tied up, soon to be made to watch Andy die
cameras start rolling as Andy is forcibly stripped, raped, and choked, by an employee wearing a black mask. everything is filmed very professionally, excellent lighting, camera quality, so you can see the terror in Andy's eyes in 4K resolution as his nose is plugged and he asphyxiates to death, trying and failing to suck in air through the gag. once he stops struggling, his corpse is raped again, this time with no resistance and far more slowly, really savouring every thrust into his lifeless hole
afterwards, Andy is dragged off camera and the director turns to the other three members- whose cheeks are streaked with tears because of having to watch their best friend die- ungags them, and asks them to volunteer themselves to go next. They're silent, looking at each other in horror, until Patrick whispers with a hoarse voice,
"I don't wanna watch them die. Take me first." Joe and Pete frantically protest, but the director just grins, gags Joe and Pete once again, then has Patrick pulled into frame and onto the bed
An actor proceeds to brutally rape patrick, who is not gagged, so his angelic screams of pain are captured by the camera. his hair is yanked, his head is slammed against the headboard till his teeth clack together audibly and he spits blood, and when he passes out from the pain they beat him till he wakes again. it's vicious, and drawn out- it's clear Andy was just a taster. Pete and Joe try to loook away, to close their eyes, but every time someone strikes them till they fix their eyes on Patrick's torture.
finally, the actor is handed a knife and carves a heart deep into Patrick's chest, causing him to bleed out, the light flickering and fading from his baby blue eyes as death claims him. But, interestingly, the actor doesn't move to rape his corpse- instead, Pete is dragged into frame, stripped, and a gun is pointed at his head.
He realises what they want him to do.
He pleads, he cries, just not this, not this, but he feels the cold metal of the barrel against the back of his head and knows he has no choice. He screws his eyes shut and silently prays for Patrick to forgive him, as he presses into his best friend's dead hole.
He does exactly as he is told, naively hoping that maybe they'll let him and Joe free, thrusting into Patrick's cadaver at the pace they set for him, the pleasure fighting his fear. He cums inside of Patrick, and just as his orgasm subsides, he gets his brains blown out anyway. Pete's brain matter splatters all over the bed and wall, and his body slumps forward, still buried in Patrick.
The frame lingers on them for a while, until the actor holding the gun pulls Pete down to waist level and fucks the bullet wound. The tip of their cock sticks out of the front of his skull as they brutalise him, and when they pull out their cock is coated in gore.
By the time Pete and Patrick are taken off to the side, the once pristine set is filthy and covered in blood, cum, and tears. Joe is thrown on to the bed, yet nothing is done to his shivering frame. The director walks in front of the camera, and announces that Joe's fate is up to the viewers of the film. He will not die... yet. their loyal viewers will send in suggestions for how the guitarist will be snuffed. After this, the cameras cut, and Joe is left chained up on the disgusting bed, with nothing to look at but the violated corpses of his bandmates.
So, dear reader, what would you suggest we do to Joe? his suffering is in your hands! hehe
-doll guts anon (holy shit this is a long one. sorry admin)
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° . ☆ HELLO!!! ・° 🍷
My name is Ryan! I use vamp/he pronouns. I am a person with OSDD!
I like making sexuality and gender flags, PNGs, filling out PNGs, and more!!
I have open requests! But please be patient with me. I am a high school student who is busy.
I have a discord server where you can chat, request flags, and more!!
I love AFYCSO, PO, P!ATD, V&V, Ryan Ross, MCR, FOB, and much more.
I love to make friends!! Don't be shy
My flag making boundaries are ;
- only will include slurs that i can reclaim ( fag, retard, etc )
^ note ; do not ask me if i can reclaim a slur i say/use. i’d never say one i can’t reclaim.
- i will do mspec / good faith ones minus ones that romanticize disorders(such as bpdlesbian, fpsexual, ocdgay, etc. in my opinion those romanticize the disorders and i do not feel comfortable making those. if your gender feels connected to your disorders that’s different, but if it is a sexuality i will not do.
- i will not do ones based off of infamous people( i.e hitler, jeffrey dahmer, ted bundy, winston churchill, etc. )
- if you use a flag and / or term i coin please credit me (@ryanrossirl on disc + here)
- if you want me to make a cultural flag/one that relates to your culture please me extra descriptive, i don’t want to misunderstand / misinterpret your culture and i also want to be educated on what im creating.
- i will do alt flags of already made flags too!!
- your request can be as simple or as complex as you want, i dont require payment, i do this for fun.
and reminder!! I have the right to deny any request
#flag coining#gender coining#panic! at the disco#ryan ross#gerard way#afycso#my chemical romance#patrick stump#fall out boy#things are shaping up to be pretty odd#ryan ross' biggest fan#number one panic! at the disco fan#mspec friendly#transgender#transmasc#i love my partner#osddid#osdd system
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Hi! Thank you for posting so much interesting stuff lately, I really missed your long posts. I know, Twitter situation kinda sucks, but it clearly has its benefits, if you know what I mean ;))) I always love reading your fob lyrics analysis, for one, it makes me listen to the great old songs time and time again. And speaking of which, it seems, a lot of Pete’s songs are like a classic “angst with a happy ending” type of fic, with a lot of recognisable tropes in it. And it’s amazing. What do you think, if he was an active fandom member (any fandom you can imagine), what kind of author would he be? What kind of stories would he write? Would he engage with his readers? And, would you ever write a story about it??)) I wish you very nice and wholesome winter season ☺️
Awww thank you! I do miss Twitter but I've really been enjoying posting on here! It's been great interacting more with people!
I think Pete Wentz has an intensely fannish personality. He speaks fan-language with a fluency that would be hard to fake, I think, and he's done it all along. He had an *LJ,* after all. And when he talks about pop culture, he just approaches it from the angle of a fan. His radio show was instructive on that point, because he was playing off of a guy who was very clearly not fannish at all, and he would say things like, "I always wanted Rihanna to end up with Drake," or "I read this book and it was like I couldn't think of anything but this book for days," and the other guy was like, "...okay," and I was just like, Pete, darling, you need to get a fanboy around you. I just think he's definitely a fan at heart, and not just in the sense of being a curatorial fan of things, but in an active, creative, shipper-y way, like wanting Rihanna with Drake. There's this podcast he did once that I can't find right now where he analyzed a Hallmark Christmas movie and there’s this part where he’s like, “What’s the deal with the guy’s manager, like, I thought he was in love with the guy,” and I was just like, “Yeah, Pete, because you think in Fanfiction.” He often thinks in character and not in plot, and that's the hallmark of a fanfic writer, really.
Anyway, I have long had a story half-drafted where Pete accidentally becomes a BNF in his own fandom and is writing this epic star-crossed sci-fi AU about him and Patrick that he's trying desperately to hide from Patrick and also from all of his avid readers who for obvious reasons CANNOT KNOW that the story is being written by Pete Wentz hahahaha. Someday I will finish this story, because I adore the premise so much.
I think he would be a furiously productive author, because I think he just writes all the time. I think he wouldn't be much into editing (based on his comments about why he's never written another book). I think his stories would be more like LJ stories than AO3 stories, by which I mean LJ stories had a different feel to them, would sometimes end ambiguously, or have these intense inexplicable metaphors. Which is not to say AO3 stories never do that! And I love AO3 stories!! But Idk, when I think of the way Pete would write a story, it would be in that old-fashioned LJ way, and I think people who read on both platforms probably know what I mean? I think his stories would be full of soulmates and also massive amounts of confusion about being soulmates lololol
And I think he would ABSOLUTELY engage with his readers. He loooooves engagement, really. You will never convince me he's not lurking on every single social media site in some way, shape, or form, spying on the fandom. Probably less now than he did when he was younger, but I remain convinced there's still a secret Pete Wentz Tumblr out there. Pete Wentz was into the engagement before a lot of celebrities realized it could even be a thing. I think he'd answer every comment really thoughtfully.
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Who the fuck is Keira Metz - a Primer
Keira Metz was one of the youngest sorceresses, a member of the Lodge, and a fierce fighter who sided with the Northern mages at Thanedd. She is mentioned in Blood of Elves and appears in Time of Contempt, Baptism of Fire, and Lady of the Lake.
If you are interested in Witcher book content and have questions or just want to chat about them, I made an 18+ discord server here for anyone to join :)
With that, Hi! I’m Aaliyah and this is Part 9 of my WTF series --- a crash course in subjects from The Witcher Books.
Book Spoilers (duh)
Okay, so let me start out by saying Keira has a special place in my heart because she is one of the most ready to fight and crass sorceresses. She is ready to tussle at any given moment and I love that about her. If this was an anime she is the shonen protagonist.
While she’s mentioned in Blood of Elves, we first meet her at the Banquet at Thanedd. Which, if you don’t know a lot about you can read a summary here.
I’m trying not to just put long quotes in these posts but I have to just show y’all this scene where Marti and Keira are talking to Geralt because it shows so much about her character:
Before the Witcher had regained the power of speech, a short, slim sorceress with long, straight, straw-coloured hair came over to him. He recognised her at once–she was the one in the horned agama skin slippers and the green tulle top, which didn’t even cover a minor detail like the small mole above her left breast.
‘I’m sorry,’ she said, ‘but I have to interrupt your little flirting session, Philippa. Radcliffe and Detmold would like to talk to you for a moment. It’s urgent.’
‘Well, if it’s like that, I’m coming. Bye, Geralt. We’ll continue our flirting later!’
‘Ah,’ said the blonde, sizing him up. ‘Geralt. The Witcher, the man Yennefer lost her head over? I’ve been watching you and wondering who you might be. It was tormenting me terribly.’
‘I know that kind of torment,’ he replied, smiling politely. ‘I’m experiencing it right now.’
‘Do excuse the gaffe. I’m Keira Metz. Oh, caviar!’
‘Be careful. It’s an illusion.’
‘Bloody hell, you’re right!’ said the sorceress, dropping the spoon as though it was the tail of a black scorpion. ‘Who was so barefaced… You? Can you create fourth-level illusions?’
‘I,’ he lied, continuing to smile, ‘am incognito. Do you think Yennefer would bother with an ordinary witcher?’
Keira Metz looked him straight in the eyes and scowled. She was wearing a medallion in the form of an ankh cross; silver and set with zircon.
‘A drop of wine?’ he suggested, trying to break the awkward silence. He was afraid his joke hadn’t been well received.
‘No thank you… O fellow master,’ said Keira icily. ‘I don’t drink. I can’t. I plan to get pregnant tonight.’
‘By whom?’ asked the fake-redheaded friend of Sabrina Glevissig, who was dressed in a transparent, white, georgette blouse, decorated with cleverly positioned details, walking over to them. ‘By whom?’ she repeated, innocently fluttering her long eyelashes.
Keira turned and gave her an up-and-down glare, from her white iguana slippers to her pearl-encrusted tiara.
‘What business is it of yours?’
‘It isn’t. Professional curiosity. Won’t you introduce me to your companion, the famous Geralt of Rivia?’
‘With great reluctance. But I know I won’t be able to fob you off. Geralt, this is Marti Södergren, seductress. Her speciality is aphrodisiacs.’
‘Careful,’ chorused Keira and the Witcher. ‘It’s an illusion.’
‘So it is!’ said Marti Södergren, leaning over and wrinkling her nose, after which she picked up a goblet and looked at the traces of crimson lipstick on it. ‘Ah, Philippa Eilhart. I should have known. Who else would have dared to do something so brazen? That revolting snake. Did you know she spies for Vizimir of Redania?’
‘And is a nymphomaniac?’ risked the Witcher. Marti and Keira snorted in unison.
‘Is that what you were counting on, fawning over her and flirting with her?’ asked the seductress. ‘If so, you ought to know someone’s played a mean trick on you. Philippa lost her taste for men some time ago.’
‘But perhaps you’re really a woman?’ asked Keira Metz, pouting her glistening lips. ‘Perhaps you’re only pretending to be a man, my fellow master of magic? To remain incognito? Do you know, Marti, he confessed a moment ago that he likes to pretend.’
Basically, Keira is a menace and I love her for that. She makes up this entire excuse about why she can’t drink as a reason for her to be sober during the Coup and won’t stop taunting poor Geralt who didn’t ask to be here and just wants to support his goth wife.
During the Coup, Keira is once more an absolutely violent menace.
The light which made the details visible emanated from an orb suspended above Keira Metz’s head–a sorceress with whom Geralt had been chatting at the banquet the previous evening. He barely recognised her; she had exchanged her flowing tulle for severe male clothing, and she had a dagger at her side
‘Handcuff him,’ she ordered curtly. A set of handcuffs made of a bluish metal clinked in her hand.
‘Don’t you dare put those on me!’ yelled Terranova. ‘Don’t you dare, Metz! I am a member of the Chapter!’
‘You were. Now you’re a common traitor. And you will be treated as such.’
‘And you’re a lousy whore, who—’
Keira took a step back, swayed her hips and punched him in the face with all her strength. The sorcerer’s head jerked backwards so hard that for a moment Geralt thought it would be torn from his trunk. Terranova lolled in the arms of the men holding him, blood streaming from his nose and mouth. The sorceress didn’t strike him a second time, though her fist was raised. The Witcher saw the flash of brass knuckles on her fingers. He wasn’t surprised. Keira was very lightly built, and a blow like that couldn’t have been dealt with a bare fist.
She punches Terranova in the face with brass knuckles on. And it gets even more wild. Because later in the coup Geralt runs into Keira again.
‘He managed to get to the foot of the palace wall undetected and had been looking for a way in when Keira had fallen on him, and the two of them tumbled into some blackthorn bushes.
‘I’ve lost a tooth,’ said the sorceress, gloomily, lisping slightly. She was dishevelled, dirty and covere in plaster and soot. There was a large bruise on her cheek. ‘And I think I’ve broken my leg,’ she added, spitting blood. ‘Is that you, Witcher? Did I land on you? How come?’
‘I was wondering the same thing myself.’
‘Terranova threw me out of a window.’
‘Can you stand?’
‘No, I can’t.’
‘I want to get inside. Unnoticed. Which way is it?’
‘Are all witchers,’ said Keira, spitting blood again, groaning, and trying to prop herself up on an elbow, ‘insane? There’s a battle going on in Garstang! It’s kicking off so badly the plaster’s falling off the ceiling! Are you looking for trouble?’
‘No. I’m looking for Yennefer.’
‘Oh!’ said Keira, giving up her struggles and lying on her back. ‘I wish someone would love me like that. Carry me.’
‘Another time, perhaps. I’m in a bit of a hurry.’ ‘Carry me, I said! I’ll show you the way into Garstang. I have to get that son of a bitch Terranova. Well, what are you waiting for? You won’t find the way yourself, and even if you did, those fucking elves would finish you off… I can’t walk, but I’m still capable of casting a few spells. If anyone gets in our way they’ll regret it.’
I cannot stress how wild this series of events is. Geralt is looking for his goth wife. And then Keira FALLS on him from a window, breaks her leg so much so that the bone is sticking out and proceeds to convince Geralt that he has to carry her back to the battle while she shoots off spells. This is a woman who lives for the fight, who will not quit.
And this love of the fight is seen through the rest of the books as well. In Lady of the Lake, when talking about hunting down Vilgefortz, Keira gets quite a bit more crass than most sorceresses often do:
‘Thus, we’ll have a perfect opportunity,’ Keira Metz called in an excited voice, ‘to rescue Ciri and strike at Vilgefortz at the same time. We’ll scorch the ground beneath the rascal’s arse!’
And the visual of this scene also from Lady of the Lake:
Keira Metz appeared standing behind Sabrina’s back, looking like the purest hell with camouflage painted on her face.
Let’s just say if the Lodge has a fistfight, no magic, my money is on Keira.
Then, of course, she ends up joining the Lodge in Baptism of Fire and this is where I want to mention the narrative ties between Keira and Triss. Because they are both the youngest of the sorceresses and they are constantly paired together whether that’s on mission or sitting next to each other or being grouped together.
Even in Blood of Elves, when Triss is talking about the war while visiting Kaer Morhen, she brings up Keira as her contemporary.
‘That’s why I’m on Foltest of Temeria’s council and sit with Fercart and Keira Metz. We deliberate on how to stop war from breaking out and, should it come to it, how to defend ourselves. Because war is constantly hovering over us like a vulture. For you it’s an adventure.’
Her and Triss both judge Assire, a Nilfgaardian sorceress, together:
‘Bloody hell,’ Keira muttered, wiping her forehead. ‘Haven’t they heard of glamarye or beautifying spells down in Nilfgaard?’
‘Apparently not,’ said Triss out of the corner of her mouth. ‘They don’t seem to have heard of fashion either.’
Rita flat out states they are the youngest:
“Rule me out, rule out Keira and Triss even, the youngest among us.”
As I said, they often sit next to each other:
Opposite Fringilla Vigo sat Triss Merigold in a bright blue, high-necked dress. Next to Triss sat Keira Metz, who remained in the shadows. Her large earrings held faceted citrines that flashed again and again with a thousand twinkles, attracting the eye.
And are assigned missions together:
“No, I have not forgotten. If there is going to be a legend, one must have the proper version and one in our favour. I’ll entrust this task to you, Sabrina. Take Keira and Triss and take care of it. See that no trace is left.”
I am mentioning this because when I made my Coën post back before S2 came out I talked about how Lambert and Coën have this sort of narrative foil vibe where they are both witchers of similar ages but vastly different temperaments and people did not seem to see it. And then S2 came in hot with the Lambert and Coën so I’m just saying don’t be surprised if a similar thing happens here. ((I felt SO vindicated by S2 because no one listened to me when I talked about hose those two have untapped potential and I was RIGHT)
Keira ends up voting against Ciri when the Lodge is voting on whether or not they should let Ciri go after Geralt in the last book --- because she doesn’t think Ciri has any real interest in The Lodge -- and she’s fairly correct, but Keira doesn’t really have any personal connection to Ciri. From Lady of the Lake:
‘I’m against it,’ said Keira Metz. ‘For purely practical reasons. I also like the girl and Geralt delivered me out of the hands of danger on Thanedd. It is a sentiment that I long ago got rid of, but I do not deny that it was pleasant to me. I could repay him this way. But will not. Because you are wrong, Sabrina. This girl is a witcheress and is trying to be smarter than us. In short, she is just trying to get away.’
She’s never as passionate about Ciri as many of the others such as Triss, Philippa, and Rita. Keira really is with The Lodge because she wants to kick some ass and come out on top.
I think Keira is a very fascinating character because she’s much more crude and excited to get her hands dirty than Northern sorceresses are expected to be. She doesn’t have the extremely high femininity performance of the others but at the same time she stills judges Fringilla and Assire and is still very shallow.
Overall, she’s a really spunky and upbeat character with brass knuckles she is not afraid to use.
Another post for one of my fav artsist @thence-we-came-forth may all your dreams of Lodge character art come true!!!
#keira metz#the witcher#the witcher books#baptism of fire#lady of the lake#the Lodge#time of contempt#andrzej sapkowski#sapko#myposts#FOR ALL THE MHA FANS KEIRA HAS DEKU VIBES#She is literally a shonen protagonist#I will take no criticism on this point
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while googling the answer to "why does 5 seconds of summer hate their song 'dont' stop'" last night i came upon a tumblr post from a now deactivated account, dated 8 years ago listing four big reasons why they hate 5sos.
as someone who's almost 40 and just became a 5sos fan and has lived through the golden and bullshit days of pop punk and little bands full of dudes etc, i was like OP I JUST WANNA TALK
like their points were that 1) they steal riffs and logos and designs, 2) theyre mean to fans, 3) theyre sexist, and 4) theyre homophobic.
as to point 1 -- at the time the post was made, they were still teenagers (or three of them were, one was 21) and they were of COURSE going to be making music and designs or whatever that were influenced by the bands they liked and grew up on. that's how that shit works, both being teens and being in bands. its extremely hard to be original anymore, and you can't even say the bands they copied were being original either because they TOO were drawing from artists who came before. everything old is new again, every song sounds like another song and every art design has been influenced by another or is a tribute to another. that's just ART. the video linked to prove that a 5sos song was the same as another band's (it was either MCR or FOB or Green Day, idr) is no longer available, but i think a better video to watch would be one of several that points out all popular songs are from the same chords.
as to point 2 -- again, the post cited that explained the bad experience has since been deleted, but you will find that EVERY SINGLE ACTOR OR SINGER OR BAND OR ANY TYPE OF CELEBRITY HAS STORIES FROM FANS WHERE THEY WERE "MEAN". because people have bad days, and sometimes fans really feel entitled to too much of them. we as consumers of their art aren't entitled to shit. and once more (this is a theme to my pov) they were literal teenagers who shot to fame and by their own accounts were sometimes doing five countries in five days.
points 3 and 4 -- the sexism and the homophobia which were just old twitter posts ... i would like to know if OP has ever met a group of young male friends or anyone from australia. obviously we know now that shit's not kosher and hope they've grown and learned, but they were teenagers (I say this because all the ones cited were by Michael who was not the member who was 21 at the time of OP's list). they're about the same age as my brother, and having been around him and his friends at that age ... that's how they talk to each other. same with having had a best friend from australia for 17 years, culturally it's not a big deal to say shit like that. and AGAIN if it's about putting it on twitter for everyone to see, THEY WERE STUPID BOYS.
even though i'm not on twitter anymore (or fucking X or whatever) and i don't follow them on social media at all, i haven't seen anything to suggest they still have that same dumb boy mindset. and you can look at it like, thats me being sexist or ageist, or you can look at it like i'm excusing it all because of their age and gender and the cultural differences, plus their parents probably didn't teach them any differently. so honestly take this however you want but like man. having lived through the pop punk bandom during the 2000s and 2010s, you gotta be able to separate people making stupid mistakes from people doing really fucked up shitty things.
so thats my rant because that post rubbed me the wrong way OH WELL.
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Yeah I agree- liveblogging is trash.
But as a bandom ancient (2008ish-current) I feel like the reason why bandom was they way it was + it's appeal as well as simultaneously unappealing trait was that us fans didn't have a lot of info about the members of these bands we were fans of. Sure, we knew the songs and the albums and all that shit, but we didn't know very much about the people making these songs beyond very limited and super polished and edited (usually) professional interviews. We couldn't hop onto a livestream at any time to watch band guy #179412 play video games and talk about whatever stupid shit was coming to his dumbass mind. Sure, they tweeted, but it was more like "new single out! Go listen" and "new album dropping 3/29!" Not much personality.
Which has pros and cons. Now if a band member is genuinely awful (racist, homophobic, abusive, etc) they will be exposed. However, I don't want to know every dumbass thought that every person ever has had.
Also, a LOT of bandom was just straight up thirsting over these musicians and having erotic fantasies about them, which I know people have a lot of Opinions on. I, personally think it's perfectly fine and natural. However, it's hard to fantasize (through fanfic or art or just gossiping with friends like I did) when you can easily recall that stupid thing he said on a livestream or whatever.
Basically, band people used to be like blank canvases for fans to project their fantasies onto.
Liveblogging - I like 100% get the need and importance of people to post videos, talk about the setlist, and talk about the show, etc. That stuff is fun and cool and normal. But I don't understand why this entire website needs to become completely unusable for 2.5 hrs 6 nights a week to watch a grainy stream of a show thats full of like. People screaming. And people are so emotionally dependent on it and invested in it. Like it just does not make sense to me?? And like I wonder if this has to do with the high cost of concerts now meaning lots of people can't go at all??? Like I just don't get it why is this critical
2. Seeing the bands' personalities-- I honestly disagree in terms of emo bands now. I would say this is 100% true for fandoms that are like SWMRS sized and that SWMRS being on social media and livestreaming constantly negatively affected their image in a drastic way. I would also say Brendon's Periscoping negatively affected Panic drastically-- however that stopped completely in like 2018-2019. But FOB and MCR do like a very tiny fraction of the press that they did in 2013-2017 because They Old. They are also using social media way, way less.
3. I do agree there is less thirsting. I feel like there's a thirst renaissance because the like extreme beyond XXXX NC17 rated confession blogs were a STAPLE in any fandom pre-2015 and then there was like a purge. But I would say like sex RP blogs were a third of bandom in like 2014. I do feel like even though these spaces are coming back, there is a general hostility towards women's sexuality or the idea of women having sex with these band guys in them that did not used to be there. I do think people still have Opinions on it too though lol.
Also writing the last essay I read probably thousands of LJ comments from 2008, and I would say in the comments of every single LJ post there were always like capital H Hoes lusting fervently and openly and shamelessly and being egged on by "Anonymous" contributors (lol) and it felt very innocent in a way whereas now I would say all of bandom is like. Highly intricate and detailed alternate universes in which like Patrick is a cow that lays eggs and women don't exist
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im sure this counts as a spoiler but i’ll try my luck anyway; will any other clandestine members make an appearance in the fic? re: other members of tai, cobra, panic!, etc🧍
while im on the subject i am thoroughly enjoying all of this dom! andy/trohley content. thought about the post u made talking about his way of doing aftercare and the idea of just lying with him after a scene and softly tracing his tattoos as you calm down after he patches u up made me a bit dizzy where can i buy an andy pls 💔 - sun anon <3
I'm gonna really level with you here and say I am a fob fan and not a decaydance fan so it is highly unlikely that will happen 🫣 I literally do not know the other members of tai other than their names (sisky ??? the butcher?) and pretty much likewise with cobra (other than vicky t keytaurist queen). first and foremost this is a self indulgent personal fantasy lol. I WILL SAY one member of panic has already made a brief appearance in the latest chapter lmao (a couple of ppl guessed) but yeah cboyz is kind of like focused on fob first and foremost and pete's main 2006-9 dcd bitches.
if u ever find out where to get ur mail order dom andy please lmk ill be next in line 🫡
#i have irrational beef w ryro also if i wrote him in he would be fighting patrick for top twink spot and that just cant happen#not in my house#cboyz#clandestine boyz#fic lore#not really spoilers bc it's stuff that's not going to happen rather than what is...#sun anon#honey answers#i know this isn't the answer ppl want but
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Convert FOB fan again (I should start signing my messages with something tbh... let's say if you see this: 🎸💞 it's me!) Could you explain what the 'I'm half-doomed and you're semi-sweet' thing means? I don't understand it and I'd love to! 😚 I know it's lyrics but they don't really make sense to me.
hi anon you're my fave!!! goooood question.
hahahaha I feel like, underequipped to start explaining FOB stuff almost, like I should bring a guest expert in lol (FOB imposter syndrome!!), but here we go:
yeah, "what a match, I'm half-doomed and you're semi-sweet" is a lyric from Disloyal Order of Water Buffaloes, and one that is widely latched onto/known as one of the most iconic Pete'n'Patrick lyrics, in large part because of the official Genius lyrics annotation from Pete where he says it's about Patrick lol.
I feel like you can never definitively say what any Pete lyric is "about" because he writes in such a metaphorical, multi-layered way, and of course then Patrick takes Pete's words from various sources and arranges them into songs so he adds his own layer of meaning and interpretation there too.
I do love this one (it's a classic for a reason lol) because it speaks of their relationship, it fits their "we have opposite perspectives and are so different, but we're two halves of a whole, we complete each other, we fit together, we make up one person/member of the band" thing that they've talked about many, many times in different ways (including, I feel, even the latest band logo?? it's crazy).
And it also feels like classic 'I'm sad and doomed, you're beautiful' self-deprecating Pete Emotions, though it could also kinda come from either direction with them, like everything could, being that they both rely on the other to lift them up out of their own self-esteem troubles and They Are One Person, etc.
Anyway. so that's the lovely part. Here's the incredible stinger. Pete has used the phrase 'semi-sweet' (as noted in the Genius annotation, a "slight ref to baking chocolate") on a couple of occasions in his writings (blog posts etc which we later end up seeing parts of in lyrics) but. uh. here's one instance that could be partially the origin of the turn of phrase...
#asks#anon#covert fob anon#feel like you should have a tag lol#ahhhh im not someone who usually Explains Things so much as reblogs other people explaining things/making connections lol#so just my 2 cents on this classic#AND HOW DID THIS GET SO LONG#anyway like half the ppl on this site's pete/patrick tag is half doomed and semi sweet its just that iconic#i just couldnt wait to joke about semi sweet being about patrick's dick. incredible lore. loooool#and the emojis is cute!! pls do message any time you like i find it very fun having someone who wants to listen to me talk abt fob lol
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