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sweater pic of Frank from June 9th, 2018

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The Father and the Frontman: Frank Iero Gets Tattooed for his Kids

April 9th, 2015 Derek Scancarelli Link to article

Under The Gun Review met with Frank Iero at Greenpoint Tattoo Company in Brooklyn to talk about his life’s new chapter and his undying devotion to being a father, all while watching him get inked.

Frank Iero’s confidence is a put-on. I know that because he told me so.

He loves to play as much as he hates to play. The 45 minutes of ecstasy he experiences on stage is the pendulum swing counteracting the 24 hours of pure hell leading up to it.

“I’ll be fucking holding, clenching my stomach, totally fucking hating my life because I have to get up there and play,” 33-year-old Iero said. But five minutes into his set, he finds himself in a state of glory.

When My Chemical Romance toured the world, Frank Iero played guitar and sang back-up vocals. Now, he’s taken center stage as frontman of his newest project, frnkiero and the cellabration. In August, he released his debut album, Stomachaches. Last week, the band wrapped up its first headlining tour.

Rather than playing at Madison Square Garden, he’s back to playing 300-capacity rooms in cities like Boise, ID. Those are the kind of places in which he feels at home. Well, the closest he gets to home when he’s so far away from it.

Last Wednesday, I caught up with Frank at a tattoo shop in Williamsburg before his show at Saint Vitus. He said the tour was a total success, but he couldn’t stand to spend another night away from his wife and children. The night prior, he’d traveled home from Philly to Jersey just to see them in the morning. He squeezed in a few hours of sleep before he brought his kids to school and swim class. Finally, he made it back to New York in time for the show.

When Frank entered the parlor, he told me that he was opting to go for two small pieces. The first was a set of roman numerals on his neck; dates documenting the births of his 5-year-old twin daughters and his 3-year-old son. The second was a tiny but meaningful piece on his shin.

“I’m getting a noodle because my little girl Cherry told me that she wanted to get tattooed,” Iero said, sporting a Mickey Mouse hoodie. “I said, ‘Well, I think that’s a terrible idea! But, what do you want to get?’ She said, ‘I want to get noodles!’ And I thought, ‘well that’s kind of an awesome tattoo.’”

The process of figuring out the proper way to tattoo a piece of pasta proved to be more difficult than you’d imagine. After contemplating some squiggly strands of spaghetti, Frank decided a single macaroni would do the trick. Plus, his daughters love Mac & Cheese. It was positioned strategically by his Jordan Jumpman logo and his homage to Metallica’s Kill ‘Em All. After all, he says his body is just a flesh-covered suitcase with stickers all over it.

Many of those stickers were slapped on while touring, a part of life that has become more difficult since becoming a father. For Frank, the modern virtual realities that easily connect us make his distance feel more apparent.

I asked him if his kids were noticing the separation, to which he immediately answered “yes.” I then asked if that drove him crazy, to which he replied, “Absolutely.”

For that reason, he cherishes every moment he gets with his kids.

“I tend to interview them a lot,” he said. “I like these moments. The other day we were talking about colors, so I said, ‘Yo, what’s your favorite color?’”

It turns out his son Miles likes green, but when he’s sick he likes red. He also enjoys yellow. His daughter Lily likes pink, but she’s been feeling more purple lately. Cherry, the noodle tattoo enthusiast, said she loves nothing.

Frank laughed and told me he related to ‘nothing’ the most, but even as an adult he can still feel in colors. He’s had some art pieces that have felt really brown. As a kid he loved black, which may explain his unaccountable love for the Oakland Raiders and Pittsburgh Steelers.

“What I love about this parenthood thing is that, before they’re tainted by the outside world, there is this innate weirdness that’s only in them,” he said. “It’s very pure and it’s very fleeting, and if you’re not paying attention you can miss it, and I don’t want to miss it.”

For most people, small moments like discussing colors may seem insignificant or forgettable. For Frank, it’s different. His children bring out the kid in him, the one that he’s unsure he ever really lost. He sees the honesty and curiosity that disappears after a life of having opinions shoved down your throat and being told how to act and feel.

The conversation shifted gears when I mentioned the “Religious Freedom Restoration Act,” a bill signed into law in Indiana that many Americans feel gives out a license for discrimination towards the LGBTQ community.

“With all the heartache and things we go through on a daily basis,” Frank said, shaking his head, “denying other people happiness, is it just like- an innate human characteristic?”

We postulate that hate is trained, but that selfishness is natural. You know, the whole Darwinism thing. But regardless of whatever characteristics we’re born with, guidance has to be the key factor.

“When it comes to seeking compassion- it’s a bit hard to just be born with empathy. I think that’s learned,” he said. “And I don’t think that’s a terrible thing. It’s great that it can be learned, and it needs to be, and it needs to be instilled.”

I’d only spent an hour or two with Frank, but I could tell that he experiences emotions strongly, even in the mildest of interactions. He’s humble and exudes a charm that makes you want to be his friend.

I’m not convinced his confidence is fake, I think it’s just on a never-ending learning curve.

Before Iero dropped Stomachaches, he was convinced he was done with touring. He was ready to write a novel, take pictures, and maybe go to school.

But he got pulled back in. Now, he’s playing shows where he can once again look at fans in the eyes. For him, it’s both heart-warming and earth-shattering. He still hasn’t fully come to grips with the press attention.

“I guess it ties into being a frontman. I never wanted that. It was never something I saw myself wanting to do. I liked being a guitar player, hidden in the wings and getting to play the shows and not being the one that had to talk to anybody,” he said.

When it comes to facing the camera, he finds it just as daunting and superficial.

“Nobody wants you to be yourself,” he said, speaking about magazine photoshoots. “It’s like, ‘Oh, I want you to ride this llama and then fucking break a window, and you know, scream at this baby!’ Like, why would I ever do any of that?”

Aside from fatherhood and fronting a band, we discussed some of the weight of being such a heavily adored and emotionally praised musician. For fans of his music, whether it be the tunes of MCR or the cellabration, it serves as much more than background noise. It speaks to them on a personal level.

I brought up a recent article called I Found Hope At A Frank Iero Show. It was penned by Cassie Whitt at AltPress, someone who I’ve had the privilege of working with a few times now. I asked Frank how it feels to read a piece like this, and if there is any pressure or responsibility associated with making music that people use to help them through their struggles. I don’t know how I’d handle it.

“I felt very flattered that I was even included in that. It ties into a lot of kids that have come to shows and given me or my bands a little too much credit for their own strength,” he said. “I feel like that was all on her, you just need a welcoming environment. I think she wrote an amazing article, and she’s a very talented girl, and I think she should give herself a bit more credit.”

For Iero, there are two factions of interactions he has with his listeners. There are the kids who want a simple photo or an autograph, then there are others he’s impacted in a very serious way.

“They’ll say things like, ‘You saved my life,’ and my response is that we may have inspired you, and maybe empowered you, but I’m saying, kinda meet me halfway on it – yeah you did take control of your own life, we were just the soundtrack.”

Generally speaking, he doesn’t want to preach too hard at his shows. But he does want two simple things to be taken away from his listeners: A) they should always give a fuck and B) they should always unapologetically be themselves.

“Whatever it is that you feel inside, be proud of it, and fucking do it to the best of your ability and don’t ever apologize for being you,” he said. “Just be the best you can be. And if you can do that, fuck, man, I think we’ll be all right.”

Written and photographed by Derek Scancarelli Guest contribution by Joseph Altobelli Special thanks to Greenpoint Tattoo Company

miscellaneous fellow honest headcanons

These aren't following any prompt in particular, these are just thoughts I had when I saw the guy hammin' it up and then turning on us.

Some of these headcanons are informed by fan art I've seen and discussions I've had with friends, while others are purely me.

Curiouser and Curiouser...

He calls people “little lads” and “little ladies”.

Fellow has a very noticeable laugh. Like, he grunts and snorts and has tears rolling down his cheeks. (He tends to laugh at others’ misery, thinking of it as “retribution” or “payback” for the injustices he has suffered himself.)

Bro shaves using a knife (yes, he shaves because he is a grown ass man) because razors are hella expensive.

He uses that cheap cologne and cakes it on THICK. This, in his mind, gives off the impression that he’s a well-off and put-together individual you should tooootally trust.

Also the type of person that lays it on thick with his words. If he’s trying to impress a date or something, he’ll shower them with so many compliments it almost seems fake. But no, he’s just the type to simp hard when he happens to be genuine 💀 most of the time he’s faking it though—

He’s very street smart, but in a way where he confuses hostile people by talking over them and acting overly friendly. They usually stuns them long enough for him and Gidel to skedaddle.

If he gets dumped, he'd be the pathetic whimpering boyfriend that begs for his ex to take him back. When they inevitably don't, he mopes all day about it.

He chain smokes and aggressively drinks as a coping mechanism on his bad days 😔 and sometimes he gambles (like, on those scratch-off cards) hoping that he'll strike it rich and buy him and Gidel a better life...

Basically, he generally does not have his shit together but tries his best to pass like someone who does (and usually succeeds at it).

Fellow appears in public wearing his full suit, but at home (ie whatever ratty temporary housing their boss found for them before they move on to the next place) he just wears a T-shirt and lounges around in boxers (and sometimes socks with holes in them).

He uses those disposable eyeshadow wands that snap in half at the slightest bit of too much pressure. Fellow acts like the Claire’s kid makeup he uses is the luxury stuff, but Vil can tell the pigmentation isn’t all there and there’s MAD fallout.

He may be broke AF and have his moments of emotional spiraling, but he has pretty decent budgeting skills. Fellow lives for sales and does extreme couponing to stretch their money as far as it will go.

He invests in other cost-saving methods like wearing shoes until the sole is literally flopping off and just adding water to residual soap in a pump bottle to make the soap "last longer".

Fellow is really good at cutting food (bread, beans) thin to conserve it. Yes, this is a reference to an old Mickey Mouse cartoon—

When he was younger, he had dreams of being an actor (and, more specifically, starring in musicals). That's why he's often humming, swinging around his cane, and/or whistling as he's on the prowl for idiots to sucker—they're remainders of his thespian days before his dreams were crushed into itty bitty pieces.

Man looks like he'd be great at tap dancing.

Before his current gig, he tried a bunch of other scams including a MLM at one point to get by. His signature spell came in pretty clutch in those days too.

Fellow’s not that good at reading or spelling—in fact, he was never a particularly strong student. (“I didn’t fail school!! The schools failed ME!!”) He’s easily frustrated by academics and thinks there should be more hands-on and practical skills taught in learning institutions.

I think it's a given that he and Ruggie would be besties since they both want to eat the rich but I also think Fellow would kiss ass to Azul and then rage about how shitty + entitled Azul is (Azul reminds Fellow of his boss)💀 Scammers hate other scammers because they're both competing to scam the same people--

Even though Fellow is an asshole to most others (well, when he’s not flattering them to lure them into a trap), he’s always nice to Gidel and puts him first. If there’s ever a situation where they’re short on something (clothes, food, etc), Gidel gets priority. This is why Gidel has a full outfit (even if parts are patches or mismatched) whereas Fellow himself has a glove that is so worn out there’s a hole in one of the pinkie fingers.

Fellow may not be blessed with a bounty of magic, but he’s quick on his feet and good with words. Because of these skills, he’s talented at spinning bedtime stories, which he often tells to Gidel to help him fall asleep on nights that are particularly cold and nasty.

Gidel still believes in Santy Claws and wishing upon stars, and Fellow doesn’t have the heart to tell him the truth. He’ll figure it out on his own one day, Fellow thinks. He just doesn’t want to be the one to ruin those childhood joys for him.

Playing pretend is another shared past time of theirs. It helps Fellow get into character before he goes off to swindle people, and it gives Gidel a way to express himself in spite of being mute. They have a routine they do together where Fellow pretends to be a doctor diagnosing a patient and Gidel takes down notes for him as his medical scribe. Yes, this is a Pinocchio reference—

They actually have many more games they play (mainly because they cannot afford other forms of entertainment). Some of the games are clever ruses conjured by Fellow to teach Gidel survival tips and tricks: the who-can-make-their-piece-of-bread-last-longer game, hide-and-seek (from the authorities), etc.

For special occasions, Fellow saves up some money on the side to grant Gidel little luxuries, like a box of crayons to doodle with.

Gidel hugs Fellow’s leg or waist to cheer him up when he’s upset. He also hides behind Fellow when he’s scared or feeling shy.

He’s just really attached to Gidel cuz they have no one else in this cruel world, just them against the world 😔 He sees a lot of his younger self in the little boy… the opportunities lost because of their circumstances… “It’s alright, Gidel. Leave it to Fellow-sama.”

Dropping some Heartsteel head cannons I have bc these thoughts won’t leave me alone and I’m curious how much they are going to tie in magic with this (bc Kayn and Ezreal still have their powers)

Kayn and Rhaast

Was a street kid growing, something happened that lead to him being orphaned and living on the streets for a few years

Accidentally released rhaast while trying to steal things from a museum, Rhaasf was not happy about having the situation and tried to leave but Kayn didn’t let him go out of spite.

Two slowly grew to be friends but aren’t the healthiest of friends with Kayns ego feeding into Rhaast, especially when their on stage, and Rhaast has a tendency to voice and pressure kayn to follow through on intrusive thoughts or actions.

Rhaaat was the one who thought of them entering the music industry (wanted everyone’s eyes on him) and so they worked their ass off to get into the industry.

Rhaast also enjoys the dramatics, got very board sitting in the weapon for years and enjoys putting on a show and being a show off.

Ezreal

Was sort of like those Disney kids from the Mickey Mouse club, was how he got into the industry at such a young age. (Also could be why kayn calls him the pop star Prince, is bc he was everywhere for a while).

Is an orphan and is being raised by his uncle

Not sure how he got teleportation when he doesn’t seem to have the gauntlet but he very much loves using his abilities to jump around the city and do parkour.

Would probably also use it to sneak out at times either to hide from his old manager when he was in trouble

First time he did this in front of the boys was bc he was too lazy to walk to the kitchen and he scared the crap out of K’Sante, still make jokes about it.

The dog sleeps in his room, was also the one to name the dog.

Good af editing, especially on computers

Yone

Started out as a dj and went to music school and even taught his brother a few basics of being a dj as well.

Still had a falling out with his brother bc he saw how bad the industry was and didn’t want Yasuo to get involved. Led to them having a fight and haven’t really talked since

Is very into mythology and folklore (is why for his section of music video we see the azukana spirt. Is also partially bc I have no fucking clue how else to tie that part of his backstory into this).

Boys played a prank on him by switching his coffee once, long story short they all (including Rhaast) collectively agreed never to do this again bc of how terrifying the results of this prank where

Yone is one of the best drawers in the group besides Sett and the two talk about animations sometimes (Yone animated the fox in his section)

Has made the boys Dino nuggets at one point

Sett

Is a big fan of comics, animation, and pfp fighting games

Did the drawings for his section as well as the animations for the background (am referring to that scene in the end of the music video)

Dad was a boxer who left when Sett was young

Sett also knows how to box and worked as a boxer for a bit as well as a bouncer maybe. Rap was more of a hobby but when he got signed onto a record label he switched to doing it full time

Punched the paparazzi bc they were harassing his mom

Favorite anime’s include jojo’s bizar adventures and one punch man

Meet Apjelious before Heartsteel at a meuseum that showcasing a new planetarium exhibit. Two hit it off and are now dating.

Aphelios and Alune

He and his sister were involved in choir when they were younger

Alune went off to college to get her degree in business in management and aphelios went stayed home and did his music.

Aphelios lost his voice either due to medical reasons or because of an accident, Alune transferred to a closer college to be with her brother when the news broke out.

Aphelios had a hard time getting further in the industry, was often discredited or people wouldn’t want to work with him bc it was “too much of a hassle”.

Was nervous for his sister to meet Sett only to realize the two get along great and would 100% commit crimes together

Is also a gamer and will do dates with Sett that’s just them playing video games or Sett listening to him ramble on about movie or video game scores.

Aline was very chill with the boys breaking into the studio bjt did tell them not to break anything (spoilers, they did and she was not happy about it).

Alune is the older sibling and will tease her brother and the other boys and is not afraid to fight them if push comes to shove.

K’Sante

Has written and preformed a lot of songs before Heartsteel

Used to work on songs with his ex boyfriend but the two spit up due to the strain working together put on their relationship

Is the relationship expert in the group and will give the others advise or flirting or planning dates or anything else they need help with if they ask.

Loves going to the gym with Sett, might have been how the two of them meet in the first place. They got to talking about music at one point and when they found out the other was looking for someone to collaborate with they decided to work together.

Spot for one another when in the gym

Is the other mom friend of the group but a lot more chill, let’s them get away with more things then Yone would

Is good at filming and old school editing. He and Ezrael did most of the did for the music video and let the others scribble one what they compiled then approved it.

Was against the coffee incident and straight up left the building when it happened.

Happy late birthday, Peg-Leg Pete, or actually Pete!

On February 15, 1925, as part of Alice Comedies and in the classic short called "Alice Solves the Puzzle", by the animators Ub Iwerks and Walt Disney, the first animated character appears within the Disney studio, which will also be the oldest Disney character ever . It's called Peg-Leg Pete or Pete for short. First he was a bear, then Steamboat Willie became a cat and the greatest archenemy of Mickey Mouse and his friends.

He often appears in classic shorts and clashes with Julius the cat, Oswald the rabbit and finally with Mickey Mouse. The comic strip "Mickey Mouse In Death Valley" published in 1930 by Floyd Gottfredson and Walt Disney first features Pete as well as Mickey, Minnie, Horace, Clarabelle, Sylvester Shyster and others. Later, Pete experienced great fame during the 1930s and early 1940s appearing as the nemesis of Mickey, Donald and Goofy. He also often kidnaps Minnie, Mickey's girlfriend, before. He is usually depicted as a thief, but in certain cases he is depicted as a boxer, a millionaire, a general, a pirate, a king, a terrible warlord, and other occupations. Billy Bletcher portrayed him best, later Will Ryan and Jim Cummings. In addition to the classic shorts, he is often featured in comics, mostly with his sidekick and partner Scuttle. In the Italian comics he is in love with Trudy Van Tubb, while in Goof Troop he is a manager and used car salesman and has his own family and is in love with his wife Peg. He has a son Pete Junior as well as a daughter Pistol, while in the Italian comics he has two nephews, Pierino and Pieretto. Depending on both animation and comics as well as video games, Pete is portrayed in different ways, but mostly he is an antagonist and a rival, as well as a villain. And yes, he's called Peg-Leg Pete, because one leg goes on one crutch.

To me, he is one of the best villains in the classic Disney universe, as well as the best characters, and now as always, the depiction of him through images of development and different interpretations through cartoons, video games and comics. Happy 99th birthday Pete and sorry for the delay!

If you love him and are a fan of Pete and his partners and his family, feel free to like and reblog this! Happy 99th birthday, Pete! And happy late Valentine's Day!

Period Pains E.M x F!Reader

Pairing: Eddie Munson x f!reader

Warnings: period cramps, menstrual pain, sleeping in the same bed, calling you Babe, mentions of past menstrual pain and struggles

Summary: Reader wakes up in the far too early hours of the morning to menstrual cramps and Eddie is soft and warm.

You rolled over, not fully realising you had been shifting listlessly for the past half hour. You were not fully awake but incredibly uncomfortable. You had known your period was starting by about 5 PM the previous day and had taken some meds then to help, but that did not last almost twelve hours later.

Rolling over, you stretch one leg out but have the other nearly plastered to your chest as your brain tells you not to think about it. It scares you when your brain tells you not think about something because you know you have passed a certain pain threshold where your subconscious is now trying to save you from yourself.

You roll over again, hoping the soft snores of Eddie will put you back to sleep. Maybe if you just curl into yourself tighter and press harder at your center, it will all go away. Maybe the faint silhouette of his curly head buried into the pillow beside you will lull you enough.

It doesn’t.

Rolling over one more time, feeling the pain start to seep through even your strongest mental barriers, you finally resign yourself to getting up.

You stagger blearily to the door, trying to be as quiet as possible. Eddie could sleep through a hurricane, but you opening the door sends him crashing back into wakefulness like a toddler.

You hear him mumble something incoherent into his pillow. “What’s up?” His sleepy voice is normally such a comfort to you, but right now you just want to disappear.

“I’ll be right back, Eds. Go back to sleep.”

You go out into the hall, passing the Snoopy nightlight you bought a couple months back at the consignment shop to keep Eddie from tripping in the dark. Now it lights your path to the bathroom where you flick on another nightlight (this one featuring a slightly demented Mickey Mouse) to keep your sleepy eyes from being blinded by the overhead light. You fish out the bottle of menstrual pills and tilt your face under the facet. You down two in one gulp, use the bathroom, and try to resign yourself to returning to bed and praying the pain goes away soon.

You stop when you hear the microwave going and wander partway into the kitchen to find Eddie illuminated by the microwave. His hair is curly halo around his sleepy face. His arms hang limply at his sides as he waits for whatever he is cooking to finish. Standing in his boxers in your shared kitchen at four in the morning is somehow the prettiest thing to you.

When the microwave beeps, you lead the way back into the bedroom, curling up in fetal position on your side of the bed. You feel Eddie slip in beside you and hear something rattle at he wraps an arm over your middle. A warm, weighty thing is forced into your gut and you realise he has gotten your heater bag for you. It nearly makes you cry as the warmth sooths your pain-curled stomach.

“Thank you,” you whisper to him, your voice watery with unshed tears.

“You’re welcome, Babe.” His breath skates across your shoulder as he snuggles into you. He molds to your back and gently tightens his grip on you to make sure you are flush to his chest.

The pain in your abdomen still is making your head spin with thoughts of how you should not focus on it, but the heat is helping. Your whimper as the cramps start easing down your legs into your actual groin muscles results in Eddie kissing your shoulder and whispering soothing nothings into your ear.

You roll over, heater bag being straddled between your legs as they spasm slightly, and make him fully embrace you. His hands are warm and hold your lower back.

“I’m sorry I woke you,” you murmur into his skin.

“Just relax, Babe. Just breathe,” he sooths, rubbing circles into your lower back. You know it must not be comfortable for him to have the heat pressing into his already furnace-like body, but he does not complain. He holds you like there is no tomorrow.

“I hate my ovaries,” you curse, trying not to shake from the pain.

“I know. I know. Just try to relax. If you need to cry, it’s fine.”

You kiss his chest after letting out a whimper of gratitude. He has seen you screaming that you want your ovaries gone. He has held your hand while you stand talking with friends when inside you are struggling to hold back tears. He has been there for you and snuggled you and made you cocoa and tea and just been the warmest, softest being in your life.

“I love you, Eddie.”

“Love you, too, Baby.”

You fell gently back to sleep as rain started to tap onto the roof outside. Within your warm bundle of comfort, you drift off again knowing Eddie will be there in the morning.

Bought sillies

(Minecraft boxers, a paci n Mickey Mouse :3333)

🥞pancake breakfast🥞

a soft, sweet f/f feedist drabble. this one cuts off before it gets too steamy, just bc i'm tired and i wanted to post something on Pancake Day, but i'm hoping to come back to this concept and these characters in the future. hope you enjoy!

It takes careful effort to settle the cast-iron griddle on the stove without making any noise, but it's worth it. To Bianca, at least. She turns the heat medium-high and fights the urge to sing aloud as she turns back to the counter. She pours the wet ingredients into the dry and whisks, just enough to break up the clumps.

The griddle is heating up. She wets her fingers at the kitchen sink and flicks arcs of water over it. The droplets sizzle and steam, and Bianca repeats the test just for fun, enjoying the flick of her long pink nails, the way the water dances on the glossy black iron. Satisfied, she greases the griddle.

And then she's off to the races, ladling batter over the hot griddle, big generous pancakes, little hand-held pancakes, silver dollars and Mickey Mouses and even one shaped- a little lopsidedly, she's not an artist- like a heart. The first batch is plain, but once they're done, she starts getting fancy with it. The next batch gets fresh blueberries, delicately dropped into the cooking pancakes and crowned with another dollop of batter to keep them from sticking when she flips the pancakes over. Then it's banana slices and chopped walnuts, and then she's measuring out miniature chocolate chips when she feels a pair of strong hands on her waist and a soft belly against her back. She yelps, and behind her, there's a familiar laugh.

“Majorrrrr,” Bianca whines, without any real edge. “This was supposed to be breakfast in bed! I've been so sneaky.”

She twists around to face Major, and feels her heart flutter the same way it did when she first saw her walk into that PTA bake sale years ago. Major's short salt-and-pepper hair is a mess, sticking up every which way, and she's still in her pajamas- if you can even call them that. A pair of plaid boxer shorts and a concert t-shirt so thoroughly aged that Bianca's not even sure she could read the band name. It's a chilly mid-February morning, but Major always runs warm. She gives Bianca a smile, and at least for the moment, Bianca runs warm too.

“Not sneaky enough,” Major teases, tapping her nose. “Did you really think I wouldn't sniff you out?”

“Or maybe I just thought you'd be patient?”

“Not a chance. Hey, anything I can do to help cook?”

“Nope. I'm almost done. You can help eat, though.” Bianca nods to the pile of already-made pancakes, sitting heaped on a plate under a sheet of tin foil.

“Oh, pour moi?” Major pretends to notice the plate for the first time. “Quelle surprise!”

“Yeah, yeah. Sit down and eat up. Next batch is chocolate chip.”

“Yes, ma'am.” Major takes the laden plate and sits down at the kitchen table, where Bianca's already set out butter, syrup, and jam. “You sure know how to spoil a woman, don't you?”

Bianca pours the chocolate chips into the remaining batter, then takes a moment to lean back against the kitchen counter and admire Major. She'd had that band shirt since before they even started dating. Back then, it had been a size or two too big. These days… well, that extra size or two gave it a little more longevity than most of Major's pre-Bianca wardrobe. So did the fact that Major had cut the sleeve and neck holes bigger. But Bianca swears she's been noticing Major adjusting that bottom hem a lot more than she used to.

“Yeah,” Bianca smiles, watching Major butter up a pancake, ”I guess I do.”

warm.

Steve Harrington x female reader

basically reader has a very bad day, is anxious about college and Steve warms her up.

completely self indulge and maybe a little too much self inserted in this one (sorry ><)

english is not my first language, sorry for any mistakes

requests are open btw!

tanks for reading! hope you enjoy <3

genre: fluff, angst?? (reader is upset) (this could be smut but im a coward lol)

word count: 525

You really dont feel like talking today. Everything is tiring you, and you're feeling bad and antsy. When you finally get home after college, you wish to study, you have to, or else your scholarship is cut off. But you cant summon the strength and opts for a hot shower. The hot water soothes your skin, wrapping you in warmth, and your eyes starts to drop their tears.

You dont feel when, but the warmth of the water, faded and hazy, is replaced by human warmth, real and strong against you. You dont open your eyes, you know its Steve.

His chest is warm and soft against your cheeks, and his arms wrap around your waist and back. His hands caress you in circular motions, saying im here. im here.

Steve doesnt ask why you're crying, he just kisses your tears away, and try to make you smile for him, with his dumb impersonation of Mickey Mouse.

Eventualky he does, and your sobbing turns into a small laugh. He kisses your temple, your eyes and your lips. Steve helps you finish your shower, washing your body with your loofah and favorite bubblegum gel shower.

You both finish the shower, and get out of the box. Steve dries himself quickly, and wrap you in his fluffy green towel, carrying you to your room. You smile against his skin, and he knows you're feeling a little better.

At the room, Steve gets himself inside an old pair of boxers, and gets you inside an old sweatshirt. You both flop into the bed, pulling the duvet until your fully under it. Steve pulls you close to him, your cheeks pressed to his tummy, his arms craddling your head, both your legs intertwined. His mouth drops kisses in your wet hair.

"Want me to blow dry it?"

You nod.

"But after. Want to nap now."

Steve smiles at your lazyness. His arms pull the duvet, and you groan.

"Cmon. Dont want you to get sick."

Pouting, you sit on the bed, while Steve gets up to pick your hair oil and the pink blowdryer you keep under the bed. He gives you the oil, and you apply it to your hair, untangling it in the process. Steve turns the blowdryer on, and sits right behind you, your back glued to his chest. His hands caress your hair, pulling in softly out of your face. You smile, feeling warm, and looks up to him. He smiles back, pressing his nose to yours.

When your hair is mostly dry, Steve turns it off, and before you can move, he wraps his arms and legs around your torso, laying you back on the bed on top of him.

"I love you."

You mutter soflty, eyes glisting from happiness and not from tears anymore. Steve lets out a fake sigh.

"Only cause i dried your hair."

You turn in his embrace, facing his pretty eyes and fake pout. You kiss him, just to kiss him. Steve smiles.

"I love you more."

this bitch

i got introduced to him when i was looking for aran stuff, he was added in one of those shitty crossover pics on deviantart and thats the most obscure thing i have ever seen, you cant find almost anything on google

anyways that bitches name is mickey mcfist and i have literally no idea how to feel LMFAO, he is an irish boxer just like aran, thats hilarious can you imagine this is like a offbrand punch out for the PS2? i own that console, i can play that shit, its called black and bruised and it was released in 2003

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t1RBDaiTsfo

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8FjonU71V5E

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bQ3zlng06GU&t=30s

what is this goofy ahh motherfucker

heeadcanons below if you wanna read

thats either a cousin or some dude aran probably met when he was younger, or they were in the same kinda, boxing place? anyways yes i headcanon this bitch being connected to aran, WHY NOT

theyre rivals and do NOT like eachother, aran calls him mickey mouse sometimes to piss him off and, mickey is always jealous at how successful aran is and he never got even any recognition, aran and narcis tease him constantly LMAOOOOOO, do with that info what you will

Today Mickey made an introduction to the Greek God, everything was going well until Scrooge, Donald's uncle and great-uncle of Donald's nephews, arrived and announced that he bought House of Mouse for Pete. That made Mickey happy, but Scrooge told him that how new owner there will be changes, for example I take off his toga, leaving him in his boxers, there he covered himself with a small sign

Donald and Daisy were horrified because they knew Uncle Scrooge and they knew what he was like.

Minnie was surprised at what she saw. She played Mickey but Goofy laughed when she saw him in his underwear

He said goodbye to his great-nephews and put on a radio for the club's music

Then Mickey appeared with a dress that Cinderella gave him but suddenly the power went out and it was because now the electricity is not free, we have to put a meter with coins on it for it to work.

Date Day (Darry x Reader)

As you slowly gained consciousness from a well-rested night of sleep, one thought flew into your mind that made you jolt up in excitement. 

Date day.

Darry Curtis was a very busy man. While you frequently saw your boyfriend, and even helped him around the Curtis household, proper dates were few and far between. So when the special day of ‘Darry’s day off’ came rolling around each month, needless to say, you were ecstatic. Darry would always plan something special that made you love him even more. 

You walked to the Curtis house, a pep in your step. You weren’t dressed in anything fancy, as you had learned your lesson many a times, but your clothes were still nicer than your normal attire. 

You knocked on the door before pushing it open. You were greeted by a normal sight. Johnny was stretched out on the couch, loudly snoring. It seems he had spent yet another night at the Curtis house. Pony was at the table, hurriedly eating breakfast while doing some last minute studying. Two-Bit was sitting close to the TV, eyes glued to a Mickey Mouse cartoon. A plate of forgotten cake sat in his lap. Soda was hopping out of his room, tugging on clothes while Steve made a snarky remark. Dally could be seen in the kitchen, rummaging around in the fridge for what you assumed was a beer.

Your boyfriend was nowhere to be found. 

“Y/n!” Shouts came from all the greasers as you walked in. 

“Hey boys.” You tousled Two-Bit’s hair and tucked Johnny’s blanket tighter around him. “Where’s your brother, Pony?” You sat down across from the said boy. 

“You mean the hotter one?” Soda slid into the seat next to you and gave his signature smirk, “‘Cause I’m right here, baby.” 

You chuckled and pushed him away, “The one I’m dating.” You clarified, “Your brother.”

“I’m always here if you change your mind.” Soda said, winking as Steve pulled him out the door just in time for work. 

“I think he’s still sleeping.” Pony’s eyebrows furrowed, “But today’s your date, right?” 

“Yeah.” You said, “But he needs to sleep. I’ll go check on him.” You carefully walked over to Darry’s door and peeked your head in. 

The room was dim, the only light coming from the half-open window. In the bed, sprawled out, was the oldest Curtis brother. He seemed to be in deep sleep as he didn’t move as you crept closer.

His hair was tousled and he had on a white tank-top and boxers. The covers were strewn half-haphazardly over him. 

Gazing softly at Darry’s face, you decided against waking him up. Darry had a lot on his plate and he deserved to sleep in every once in a while. However, you weren’t going to let this date go to waste. Sliding your shoes off, you lifted the covers and slowly shifted into bed. 

Darry moved in his sleep, making you pause. However, once he slung an arm around your waist, you took that as a sign to lie down and snuggle into him. 

Darry stirred and mumbled something about you, dates, and love. Smiling, you felt yourself drifting off to sleep in the arms of your boyfriend.

[ooc Warning/Mickey Mouse and Friends/AU]

Many thanks to my friend rinku for helping to translate it into English! The following is mm&f's AU, I don't know if you will like… !

All kinds of things that happen to Mickey Mouse and friends in a modern city.

Characters Mickey -- criminal police Donald -- criminal police Pete -- criminal police Goofy -- security police Minnie -- security police Daisy -- head of CIB Felix -- warden Flip -- medical examiner Clarabelle -- reporter of a well-known newspaper Horace -- employee of a well-known newspaper Boxer -- an employee of an unimportant company

Mickey: He is mildly anxious about his job, but genuinely enjoys working. Although sometimes he tends to be irritable and emotional, Mickey is usually a gentle, mature and humorous to his friends and colleagues (especially to the new security officer Minnie). Mickey dislikes Pete and often turns a cold shoulder on him. He is a seasoned and fair criminal police. Sometimes Mickey treats criminals ruthlessly. Goofy and Donald are his best friends. Mickey and Donald are partners. Mickey will often calm him down to prevent him from behaving too aggressively. Donald is still solid to Mickey, and so is Goofy. Mickey had a good impression of Minnie when he first met her. When Minnie slapped Pete, Mickey's crush on Minnie went up by leaps and bounds. He's single. (This is mocked by his friends)

Donald: Donald is usually a bit laid-back, but he takes the job very seriously. He often tends to let his bad mood show and he knows it, but he couldn't control his emotions easily. Mickey and Daisy are the best ones to calm him down. Probably because of the stress, Donald Duck is recently asked to stop doing interrogations (the job is shared by others). He usually makes fun of Mickey and Goofy. The person he hates the most is Pete, and so far there was no one else that Donald wants to kick in the ass every time he sees him. Donald and Daisy have confirmed their relationship. They sometimes acts like two life coaches to help Mickey pursue love. LOL

Goofy: The tallest of the trio. Because he and Mickey and donald don't work in the same department, they don't see each other much during work hours, but they do get together occasionally. Goofy is usually careless, but he's sensitive in his work. He's the father of a single-parent family has a son named Max, who is studying in primary school. Influenced by Goofy, Max is very interested in police officer and often asks Goofy questions eagerly. Mickey or Donald would sometimes pick up Max from school for Goofy, and Max would talk to them until he got home.

Pete: One of the old-timers of the department. He stays in the department to this day by taking credit for someone else's work. No one likes talking to him, so he takes it out on Mickey, who seems to be easy to bully. Although he always ends up getting beaten up. Pete has a son named Pete Jr. PJ and Max are close friends, so the two fathers are friendly with each other. But Goofy still doesn't like Pete as his co-worker.

Minnie: A lively girl with strong motivation and efficiency. Minnie is a new guy in the security department from out of town. Daisy and her have been friends for years. The three people who she gets along best in the office are Daisy, Goofy and Mickey. When she just joined the police department, Mickey introduced himself to her and showed her around. She was impressed with Mickey even then. Goofy is the elder co-worker in Minnie's department and the two often talk friendly. She'll ask Goofy about Mickey sometimes.

Daisy: One of the police department's old timers. (She got her job early, which means she's still young now.) The head of the CIB [Criminal Intelligence Bureau]. She's very smart and good at work. I mean, She's dating Donald but it doesn't affect her work efficiency at all. Minnie's best friend. Sometimes Daisy's a little mean to her friends, but her heart is soft. She genuinely loves her friends.

Clarabelle, Horace: The couple whose reports are authentic work for a high-profile newspaper. They have connections to Mickey's police department. Earlier, the last managing editor didn't like them. After a big change of the newspaper, they gradually became more and more important in the newspaper office. Most of Clarabelle's impressions of Mickey and Donald come from Minnie and Daisy. She has only met Mickey a few times.

Boxer: Boxer regrets that he didn't forcibly pull Julius to work in the company where he worked, although he's no longer in contact with the other party for ever. (because Julius cut him off)

Max: Goofy's son, who's still in primary school. PJ's classmate. When Goofy's busy, Mickey or Donald take turns picking up Max and PJ after school. He is sensible and would ask some questions about police eagerly out of personal curiosity.

PJ: Pete's son, who's still in primary school. Max's classmate. Most of the time he went home from school with Max (Pete was rarely home). PJ didn't know anything about Pete's suicide on that day. Goofy made an excuse to take him back to his house for a night and only told him the next day. PJ then lived with his relatives. PJ doesn't know what his father did.

Felix: One of the old-timers of the department. A corporate slave, but very honest. Sometimes he would walk around the prison in his spare time and talk to inmates who seemed to be easy to talk to.

Flip: Same as Minnie, he was also transferred from another area, but Flip is a medical examiner. He looks like a little guy, but actually works very well and is quite mature

Huey, Dewey and Louie: Donald's nephews. Della looks after them. Their uncle Donald is very busy, so they will only go to Donald's house on their days off… …And piss him off. Most of the time they have to finish their homework first.

Other characters Oswald (intentional homicide) Julius (larceny)

Oswald: A serial killer. According to Mickey's investigation, his motive is a wrongful conviction several years ago and he killed for revenge. Oswald's parents disappeared a long time ago and Oswald had to stay with relatives. He moved out and lived alone soon after he became an adult. He worked in a convenience store during the day and often chatted with Mickey at night before Mickey realized his crime. He would wear a blue hoodie, a hoodie cap to cover his ears, and a mask to cover his face. Oswald usually pretends to be careless, but actually thinks logically and carefully. He did not have much courage to kill for the first time, and he was inexperienced. Out of an abundance of caution, Oswald did not directly use knife to kill his enemies, though he took one. But Oswald used it on the dead body of his first victim in order to vent his anger. Then he kills people with a knife all the time.

Julius: A thief, and he's good at running away (!) Julius has been in the news lately for stealing jewelry. He has a criminal record of kidnapping children. He steals only because he doesn't want to work. Julius was always asking for trouble, and he never tired of it. He is impatient, but Mickey is even more impatient. Every time he was about to be arrested, he fought with Mickey and other policemen and was finally caught. Julius once knew Oswald from television.

summary part1 A few years ago, when Mickey was walking by the alley, he saw Pete and some of Pete's friends groping a female cat. There was a dead rabbit lying next to them. Out of fear, Mickey didn't stop him. A few days later, Mickey sees the news that the rabbit has died and the killer is identified as the female cat in the alley. Mickey knows Pete did it. Thinking of his position of weakness and Pete's power, Mickey didn't report what he saw. A few years later, the chief of the police station changed, the atmosphere in the station was reformed, and a serious and responsible policeman like Mickey had a position in the station. With a raise in his salary, Mickey left the house he used to live in and moved into an apartment near the center of town. Mickey got to know a neighbor at his new house, Oswald. And they soon became friends. One day, Mickey takes on a new case--a serial murder. Most of the victims were friends of Pete's. This causes Pete, who was originally a troublemaker, to become extremely fearful and be afraid of getting into trouble. Then Pete kills himself out of fear. This reminds Mickey of an incident from a few years ago, which leads Mickey to blame himself. Oswald realized that Mickey was not in a good mood, so he took him out to drink and relax in the evening. Mickey told oswald what happened a few years ago before they go back. Oswald cooled off to Mickey after this. After investigation, the police found the real killer, Oswald. When he was overtaken and about to be arrested, Oswald tried to die with Mickey. He failed and Mickey gots rescued by his co-workers at the last minute. But Oswald managed to flee. Nothing more has been heard of him since. Mickey decided to tell the truth about the miscarriage of justice several years ago.

part2 Julius, a black cat, has been carrying out a series of unabashed crimes since the year before. He even broke into jewelry stores this year. Mickey's report: When we got to the scene, there were only a dozen necklaces left in the store. The stolen jewels fell along Julius's escape route. We followed the fallen jewels to his lair and beat Julius, but he managed to escape. Julius's serial theft case was initially handled by other policemen, but they never caught him. The police suspect that the recent disappearance case is related to Julius because of his previous record of kidnapping. Later, the superior handed over the handling of the serial killings to Mickey. After the case was closed, Daisy noticed that one of the victims, Mortimer, was one of the fugitives when she checking the information of the serial killings. It is estimated that Peter has been shielding him for so long. Mortimer's hidden crime was to kill a married couple (who had a child). After the police investigated the files of the past, the dead couple were found to be related to oswald by blood, and their bodies, like Mortimer and the other victims of the serial killings, had same drug ingredients. After investigating Mortimer's mobile phone, the police found that there was a cult group, Vessels, behind this incident. (Vessels: A cult that held a large-scale criminal activity to kill and sacrifice people. The cult's activities have been going on for decades. They held a sacrifice activity more than ten years ago. Because of the scale, the activity was exposed, and most of the people were arrested and sentenced by the police. Vessels temporarily suspended criminal activities for a period of time.) This matter is left to Mickey. The case related to Julius was transferred to Donald. After some investigation, the police found that Julius had contacted Vessels. Mickey asked his superiors to hand Julius over to him. When Julius committed another crime and entered the detention center, Mickey immediately rushed up and slapped him to interrogate him. Julius told Mickey impatiently that he did not know the cult. Soon, he escaped again. The police sent people to pretend that members of the cult had sneaked into Vessels' lair, and learned that a new round of sacrifice would begin on the third day. Mickey hurriedly ran back to the bureau to report in the middle of the night and asked all the police under his command to be ready for the assault on the third day. On the third day, Mickey infiltrated Vessels again and contacted the external police. Because his performance seemed too deliberate, Mickey was caught by internal personnel at a critical moment. Julius suddenly appeared and save him. At the same time, the police intervened, and the members of Vessels started a scuffle with the police. Julius gave a little girl to Mickey to let them escape, and then deliberately created a fire, which caused panic among the members of Vessels, but he was burned to death. In the end, a small number of Vessels members were injured or killed, and the rest were arrested and put into prison waiting for trial. After everything was over, Mickey went through the formalities for the little girl named Alice to stay in the orphanage according to the requirements of Julius. A week later, Oswald, who had been missing for a long time, suddenly turned himself in to the police station. He was sentenced to death a few days later.

supplements Oswald： 1.The little rabbit that died in the alley a few years ago was his child, while his wife was the female cat that was later deliberately identified as the murderer. 2.His motive for killing is not only revenge for his wife and child, but also revenge for his parents who were cheated and sacrificed. 3.Oswald investigated the truth by himself before he began to kill.

Julius: 1. He worked for Vessels a long time ago, helping to take care of the children who would be sacrificed soon (just for money). 2. The source of his criminal record of kidnapping children: More than ten years ago, Julius locked the children in his home on the day of sacrifice because he couldn't stand the criminal activities of Vessels. Soon, he was slandered by the evil cult remnant party and released after several years in prison (then he began to steal things). 3. In part2, The little girl named Alice was a sacrifice saved by Julius when he was going to bomb the headquarters of Vessels. 4. Julius was burned voluntarily.

Mickey: 1. In part2, he once fell into a low ebb (even psychological problems). It was Goofy, Donald and Minnie who dragged him out to eat to relax. 2. This state also existed in part1, but it's Oswald took him to release it.

hear me out:

Coriolanus wears white boxers with red hearts on it (idc we saw they're white)

Sejanus wears them with cartoon characters like Mickey Mouse

And Billy ones have guns drew on them

HAHA this is so stupid and I love it

coryo so would tho like imagine walking in on him changing or he's just chilling in his boxers w/you and you see his grandpa underwear. IMAGINE THE TEASING

i have nothing to back this up textually since it’s all been in my head but gen has transitioned from “Soft Goth Makeup Influencer E-Girl who dresses in trendy tiktok outfits” to “Quirked Up Basement Wizard that wears a crushed velvet cape over ‘three wolves howling at the moon’ style t-shirts from goodwill” and i just think that’s beautiful

she’s kinda taking more of a “background” role, doing research and such while the story progresses, and rami is taking more of a “tired but still supportive dad wrangling his rambunctious children” role. like i see gen becoming more of a crazy scientist/murder map sort of character rather than being someone who’s super polished and pristine. she’s still quite fashionable and honestly dresses up pretty cute to go out but in her natural habitat (deep in research) she can be found in a “wizard pondering his orb” tshirt, men’s boxers, and a mickey mouse wizard hat. it’s her thinking hat!

like i want her room to be weird as fuck. i want there to be ceramic clowns everywhere. bug-catching paraphernalia and specimen all over the walls. no overhead lights AT ALL. CANDLES ONLY. any modern floor lamps have been replaced with antique tiffany lamps that have been certified haunted by the seller on craigslist. blankets and throws everywhere. beaded curtains. there are SO many textures. stinky the leopard gecko is there. walking in from the nicely curated, museum-adjacent living room and into gen’s room is akin to entering a wizard’s cave.

this is the exact same aesthetic as rami but she’s on the moon end of the spectrum where rami is on the sun end. they both like dark rich colors accented with gold and layers of intricate patterns, but where she likes detailed tapestries on walls and throws, rami prefers to wear them as wraps and shawls. gen leans more towards dark purples and blues, and rami leans more towards dark greens and golds. THEY ARE MARRIED 👏🏼