#Heavy Metal Hunters

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Character, book, and author names under the cut

Hale- A Riff of Retribution (Heavy Metal Hunters) by Amir Lane

Selene- Dominion of the Fallen by Aliette de Bodard

Emmet Farmer- The Binding by Bridget Collins

Riley Sowell- Summer Sons by Lee Mandelo 

[heavymetalseries]

A Chant of Chains • Heavy Metal Hunters (2)

Genre • Urban Fantasy

POV • Third Limited | Alternating POV

Content Warnings • Substance abuse, self-harm, mentions of attempted suicide

Characters: Hale, Aleksandr Ecklund, Sterling Johansson, Nadira Asfour, Lottie Ferro, Amara Diya

Blurb •

Fenrir howls terribly before the Gates to Hel.

Still reeling from the vampire attack that nearly killed his boyfriend, Hale thought that the worst was behind him. 

Unfortunately, the Gods aren’t done with him yet.

What’s supposed to be a relaxing break in Seattle quickly turns to chaos. An attempt to commune with the Gods unleashes an ancient demon…

And Fenrir, son of Loki, prophesied to bring about Ragnarok.

If Hale and The Furies can’t contain them both, they’ll lose more than just each other.

It isn’t just vampires out there. The end of the world is coming, and this is just the start.

A Chant of Chains

[gracefulserpent1207]

Wait a minute...

If DR S3 is going to be taking place in the Realm of Oni and Dragons...

DOES THAT MEAN—

[hunter-sylvester]

Pride month may be over but I'm still gay as fuck so. hcs ig

Hunter Sylvester - Metal Lords / Zakk - Deathgasm / Turo Moilanen - Heavy Trip

[annon-guy2]

Sonic X: What If...? Poll

Explanations for if they're in Sonic X;

Mighty and Ray: They would be Sonic's friends and/or members of Team Chaotix.

Bean and Bark: They'd be independent antagonists, but they'd be more mischievous than dangerous.

Trip and Fang: Trip would be Sonic's friend from the start and Fang would be a recurring independent antagonist, serving as Trip's Arch-Enemy as well as rivals to Knuckles and Rouge.

Honey and Heavy King: Honey would be a recurring ally to Sonic and friends while Heavy King would be an ally to Eggman.

Silver and Blaze: Silver would be a rival at first, but would go on to be a friend and ally while Blaze's story would be like the Rush Games. They would only appear for a single story arc in the New World Sagas, but would come back as a main characters during the Metarex Saga.

Metal Sonic and Sage: They would be Eggman's prized creations and surrogate children like in the Games. Sage would serve as a counterfoil to Chris in regards to their parentage.

Sticks and Omega: Sticks would be a friend of Amy's that joins around the time Vanilla does. Omega would be built around the time the Sonic Adventure Adaption story happens, but like Gamma, he would rebel out of not being used to his full potential. Team Dark will be formed in the Metarex Arc.

Chip and Mephiles: Chip would be a friend of Sonic that stayed due to amnesia, but his identity as Light Gaia would be revealed during the Metarex Arc. Mephiles would have a backstory change. In this idea, Mephiles would be Dark Gaia and a recurring antagonist, especially during the Metarex Saga where he approves of the Metarex's genocidal schemes to kill all animal life.

Tangle and Whisper: Sonic and friends would meet them after being warped to Chris' world. They would remain as friends and allies to Sonic and company. Whisper's backstory would be altered slightly since Sonic Forces doesn't occur in Sonic X.

Jewel and Belle: Jewel would be a supporting character and ally to Sonic and company. Belle would have a backstory change where instead of being built by Mr. Tinker, Chris' grandfather Chuck would build and create her.

Surge and Kit: Like in the IDW Comics, Dr. Starline would create them. By the time the show happens, Starline is killed off trying to kill Sonic and overthrow Eggman. The Imposter Duo are recurring antagonists. They possibly reform later on in the series after experiencing praise of heroics by accidentally stopping a crime or stopping Eggman before Sonic.

Rough and Tumble: Like in the IDW Comics, the Skunk Brothers would be recurring independent antagonists, causing mischief than actual harm.

[scp230kinnie]

Hey I’m so happy I found an active writer for hunter!!could you do maybe headcannons or something with a chubby reader?❤️

Heck yeah I can 😻

Hunter Sylvester x Chubby! Reader (Headcanons)

Mostly gn!

Warnings: not proofread, cringe, idk how to figure out what needs warnings

⚠️ I am personally not a chubby person, so if I get any information wrong or if I say anything possibly hurtful please let me know and I will change it

First of all, he has NO preference at all

He goes mostly for personality(and music taste lol) over looks

I’m pretty sure he’s a pretty skinny guys, so if his clothes don’t fit you, that sucks, but if you have any band shirts, HE WILL WEAR THEM. You don’t really have a say

he isn’t bothered by stretch marks and stuff. He’d probably be cringe about it at first, when he first sees them, saying something like “what’s that. Are those there on purpose” or something like that cause he actually just genuinely doesn’t know what they are

Just reiterating, he doesn’t care what your body looks like But hey titties are titties

He does like to make sure you’re happy and healthy though

If you ever chose that you want to lose weight or something, at first he’s be like “but you look fine” and if you kept persisting he’d definitely be open to helping you

As long as you’re happy, he’s happy

He really isn’t that shallow. Like when you’re arguing, he wouldn’t use your body against you, unless he’s really really fuckin pissed. Even then he’d feel bad afterwards

He always tries to make sure you feel confident and happy

Once again, I say this every time, he’s just dishing out the money on you (his dads money)

He’s definitely a gift giver

He will not under any circumstances let ANYONE comment on your weight. Will threaten to fight them x.

He doesn’t care what size you are, he will always be big spoon

As for more random Headcanons, he’s not in to long distance, he prefers to be closer to people

Sorry edaters 💔

He’s always teasing and joking around

Unless it’s metal related. He’s so serious about that

He doesn’t understand “modern dating”

What the fuck is a talking stage

He’s really petty about tv shows and movies

If he doesn’t like whatever you pick to watch, he’ll be complaining the whole time, but lowkey be invested

All in all, he doesn’t care what you look like, he’s into personality over everything.

That’s all byeeee

[radiantrookie]

Chances of Classic characters coming to Modern Sonic:

Trip the Sungazer

Is a new character created in 2023

TailsTube 5 teases a Modern Trip

Mighty and Ray

Made their grand return in Sonic Mania

Were mentioned in TailsTube 5

They have official Modern designs as Minecraft Skins

The Hooligans

Fang appeared in Sonic Superstars

The Fang the Hunter mini series serves a reset to make Bean and Bark leave Fang so they can be more in line with their JP counterparts

They're mentioned in TailsTube 5

Hard Boiled Heavies

They made their debut in Sonic Mania, a recent game

They also appear in Classic IDW

Metal Knuckles and Tails Doll

They made their return in the Classic IDW Comics

Tails Doll appears appears as in enemy in Sonic Superstars

Metal Knuckles appears in the game's battle mode

Bomb

An enemy based off Bomb appears in Sonic Lost World

Bomb appears as a cameo in the Minecraft DLC

Honey the Cat

Honey made her return in Classic IDW as a cameo

According to Ian Flynn, the reason she has difficulties appearing is because her character is an a homage to her Fighting Vipers counterpart

Heavy the Robot

Has never appeared or been acknowledged anywhere outside Knuckles Chaotix

[dailymusemaniac]

Your welcome

[typingatlightspeed]

Metal Gear/TF2 Crossover Fic - cp_shadow_moses_event - Chapter 4

"Snake, what do you know about the Gravel Wars?" "The Gravel Wars?" Snake repeated, almost disbelieving.

Snake's made it inside, with BLU well on the way to the same as FOXHOUND gears up for the big, long con and Octopus becomes the first casualty of the bigger, longer con going on behind it all. Mantis has his doubts about their survival, but Liquid is one hell of an inspirational leader. Just like his father.

Ao3 Link!

ngl that "what do you know about the Gravel Wars" line was the very first thing I thought of when @tarisbackyard gave me this prompt lmao. Also: some Engie/Spy flirting! Is it a relationship? Are they just flirty friends? Who knows! I sure don't. All I know is Medic is thirsting after Raven, and, like, I get it tho.

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Snake's boots clunked softly onto the catwalk that ringed the upper level of the tank hangar as he dropped from a vent overhead. The room was large and open, with precious few places to tuck himself away and not be seen. There looked like four doors on the upper level, two on either side. Normally, it would be more than a challenge to get through unscathed, with the small smattering of genome soldiers patrolling there backed up by a few oscillating security cameras.

Fortunate for him, then, that explosions began rocking the heliport outside, followed by a cacophony of screams and what sounded like machine gun fire of some sort. Snake couldn't help but be as startled as the guards at the commotion. There wasn't supposed to be any direct fire support for him, and an assault directly on the facility would put everyone in there on high alert, making his mission that much harder.

On top of that, there was the whole risk of a nuclear incident and subsequent worldwide scandal, if not worse.

He didn't have time for suppositions; not when he had an opportunity to seize. It took startlingly little effort to slip down to the elevator on the ground floor and steal his way inside, eyes widening as an explosion punched a massive dent into the armoured doors that closed the hangar to the elements outside. He pressed the button for B1 and the elevator doors slid closed, leaving him wondering.

He opened a codec channel. "Colonel, there's some kind of bombardment going on outside, right behind me. What's going on?"

Campbell's voice rasped through the small bones in Snake's inner ear, and it felt like the man was grousing right next to him. "Extremely unforeseen interference," he grumbled, "this has a possibility of throwing a huge wrench into this operation."

"Unforeseen interference?" Naomi cut into the transmission. "Snake, what do you know about the Gravel Wars?"

"The Gravel Wars?" Snake repeated, almost disbelieving. "You mean that civilian conflict between two companies over the control of a bunch of quarries around the New Mexico badlands that's been going for a century or so?"

"It's not just the New Mexico badlands, Snake. While the main focus of it is in and around the gravel pits of the city of Teufort, that's true, it's long since escalated basically anywhere those companies have opened businesses over the decades. Water bottling, breweries, lumber, coal, and more, mostly still focused on the southwestern US, but other places in the world have dealt with its fallout as well."

"It's fought entirely by mercenaries, right? And been at a stalemate for as long as it's been going."

"Exactly," Naomi said. "The belligerents are Reliable Excavation and Demolition, owned by Redmond Mann, and Builder's League United, owned by his twin brother, Blutarch Mann. The Manns have fought for supremacy their entire lives, each mirroring the other's advances to try and undercut his brother. And each is the heir of all of their late father's properties and businesses, but only when one of them alone is left alive. It's been all-out war between them ever since."

Snake shook his head in confusion. "What does any of that have to do with Shadow Moses?"

Campbell cut back into the signal. "A team of nine mercenaries from Builder's League United has just taken the heliport, and are the ones bombarding the door to the tank hangar to get inside."

"That doesn't make any sense, Colonel. This facility is owned by Arms Tech on a US government contract, right? What would BLU want with this place?"

"That's something we don't know; and we're trying to find out."

"What are my orders, then?"

"Continue with the mission," Campbell said, though Snake could hear a ghost of unsureness in his tone. "We'll do what we can on our end to get you intel. Most importantly, try to stay out of their way for the time being until we can find out what they're doing there. It can't be a coincidence that this is happening all at once."

"Got it," Snake replied, closing the channel.

*

"He's almost reached Octopus," Psycho Mantis reported, eyes closed, concentrating on tracking Snake's thought patterns over a distance.

"Right on schedule," Ocelot said, checking his watch.

"I'm impressed you can sense him that far," Sniper Wolf replied with a lifted eyebrow.

"I am too," Mantis admitted. "Normally it would be simple, but with all of the fresh commotion—"

"The mercenaries," Raven supplied, looking over to where RED was making their final equipment checks.

"They're loud."

"I can't disagree." Wolf noticed the lanky one in the slouch hat staring at her for a long moment, her expression hardening.

"He's looking at your rifle," Mantis said matter-of-factly as the mercenary approached.

"Miss?"

Sniper had expected the woman with the rifle to startle as he addressed her, approaching out of her line of sight. Instead, the dull reaction of her slowly turning to look at him gave him pause.

"What do you want?" Wolf asked, eyes slowly taking in the tall, narrow man before her.

If Sniper didn't know any better he'd have thought she'd been drugged, the way her words drawled out and her eyes didn't so much move as heave in whatever direction she was looking. It was enough that he found himself less surprised by the beauty of the woman before him than he was her uncannily languid affect. "Er, just noticed your rifle. That's a H&K PSG-1, isn't it?"

Wolf turned to face the man, "It is."

"Beauty of a gun, that," Sniper chuckled. "Been thinkin' about pickin' one up, but that price tag's got me wallet scared stiff. But givin' it a squiz in person I'm thinkin' I might change me tune. 'opin' I might pick your brain on its pros and cons, if you've a minute."

A small smile slowly spread across Wolf's lips. Mantis hadn't been lying; he really was looking at her rifle. "What do you want to know?"

"I've 'eard it kicks out the casings a ways; really chucks the cunts. Got concerns about that givin' away my position."

"You definitely have to account for it when setting up your placement..."

Mantis watched the two of them walk away to chat, shaking his head. He turned to Raven, who was staring at Heavy, eyeing the minigun the man was currently loading, gently talking to it as though it were a beloved child. "More weaponry ogling," Mantis teased, making the shaman frown.

"It's rare I see a man who can lift and fire a weapon even close to something like mine," Raven supplied dismissively. "Especially one so much smaller than me."

"Their medic is staring at you as well," Mantis added, directing Raven's gaze to the doctor beside Heavy, who was indeed looking with obvious interest at the enormous Inuk, stealing glances whenever his attention wasn't diverted elsewhere.

A soft laugh hefted through Raven's nose. "Should I be concerned?"

"It depends. Partly, he wants to study you. Considers you a massive, sturdy specimen. He's comparing you to the Heavy. He wants to know what your organs look like."

"How does it depend, then?"

"The other part involves exchanging genetic material," Mantis said, his words like ooze seeping through his mask. "He's comparing you to the Heavy."

"You are quite the specimen, my friend," Ocelot teased.

Raven frowned and looked back to the doctor, who upon noticing eyes on him, offered the giant a friendly wave and a smile with too many teeth. "I need to get people on setting up those mines."

Mantis shook his head, watching as Raven peeled off to be anywhere else.

"He considered it, didn't he?" Ocelot asked with a smirk.

Mantis didn't dignify him with a response, disgusted by such base preoccupations. He turned to leave, only to be startled by the sudden sight of a gas mask in front of him.

Pyro tilted his head curiously at the other gas mask wearer. His voice muffled by filters, he offered a bright, "Hello!"

Mantis stared into those blank lenses and saw Hell.

Bone, bullets, blades, the spilling of bile, blood, bowel, splattered across the landscape in stark, frank totality. Flames billowed and danced, guttered and roared, drawing screams of terror and agony. The stench of charred flesh and singed wood, of chemical accelerant. Smoke churned skyward as if bellowed from the gullet of some great beast as sobbing and moans of agony mingled with it in the air.

Glitter danced over all of it, fuzzing in and out like static overtaking a weak signal, two channels broadcasting on the same frequency fighting for dominance as a storm roiling overhead threatened to disrupt reception of both. Fluffy white clouds puffed into the air from sparkling sprays of colour and light, giggles and squeals of glee accompanying the lilting hum of some bubblegum pop song. Babies played hide and seek and cheered as they were given big oversized lollipops and stickers with cute animals on them. Under it all, Mantis could smell rot, char, and iron.

He froze in place like a deer in headlights as Pyro craned forward to inspect him.

Ocelot sighed, shook his head, and went to tell Heavy to get his men together and move the hell out already. He had his own work to attend to in the hangar building.

*

"What's it look like in there, Spy?" BLU Engineer asked into his radio while he waited for Demoman to finish improvising a breaching charge on the hangar door.

There was a moment of quiet before Spy's voice crackled through the earpiece. "A large, open room. A catwalk ringing it, tanks on the lower level. It's a hangar. There is an elevator and a cargo door across from the entrance, both shut." "And the occupants?"

"Two guards, currently very distracted by the previous attempts at breaching the door. Also, a pair of security cameras."

"Get the feelin' that ain't gonna be so much a problem. If they don't know we're already here, some video footage of our ugly mugs ain't gonna do much to help that kind 'o ignorance."

"Ugly mugs? Mon ami, I can't imagine who you're speaking of," Spy teased. "Certainly not you or I. Maybe Soldier, I suppose."

"You flirtin' with me, son?"

A snicker creaked across the channel. "You're just now noticing?" That snicker turned into a snort as Engineer whooped a laugh on the other end.

"What about Solid Snake?"

"Handsome, in his own way."

"You're incorrigible. I mean where is he?"

Spy chuckled. "No sign. He's either well hidden or on the lower floors. We're clear of him for the moment."

"You got a handle on the two fellers in there?"

"They'll cease to be a problem long before you get inside."

"Heard. Over 'n out." Engineer turned to Demoman. "That charge almost ready?"

Demoman waved him off, a pair of pliers in one hand as he wired up the charges to a detonator. "Aye, just a tick. We clear in there?"

The heavily muffled screams of men being stabbed through the spine sounded through the door.

"I know he knows how do to that quiet. Why's he gotta let 'em go out screamin'?"

Demoman chuckled, "Like ye can talk about sadism. Get tae cover!"

*

Snake could have sworn he felt the rumble of an explosion from overhead. But it wasn't important. Not as he knelt over the body of the DARPA chief, Donald Anderson. Not as he reeled with fury and confusion at Campbell's suspicious reaction over the codec. Not as the sinking feeling settled into his gut that he was once again being sent on a mission just to be betrayed and not just expected, but planned not to return.

He couldn't dwell on it. No matter what shady dealings were happening on the other end of his codec, he was in the field, and there was a metal gear in play. And no matter what was thrown at him, that was the most important thing he had to worry about. He had to focus. All there was to do was to continue, so he would.

The sound of a scuffle outside of his cell took him aback.

*

"Octopus is dead and Silverburgh is free," Mantis reported into the radio, his voice rasping through gas mask filters in a tone that was almost disappointment.

"He killed him?" Wolf asked, rounding on her teammate.

"Looked like a heart attack."

"A heart attack? No. That's too convenient." "Too convenient indeed," Liquid snake hummed, reentering the hangar.

Wolf tilted her head slowly. "You're finally back." "You try emergency landing a Hind D in a blizzard when your helipad's occupied by mercenaries with rocket launchers," Liquid huffed, pouting as Wolf smirked in reply.

"Do you have any theories as to what killed him, then?" Mantis asked, staring down his old friend through shaded lenses.

"No, but Wolf's right. It's suspicious."

"He could have poisoned Octopus. Did he make physical contact?" Wolf asked, looking to Mantis.

"No. Not until he collapsed."

Liquid took a deep breath, letting it out slowly through his nose. "We'll need to be more careful. Stay alert for any tricks he has up his sleeve. But we need him. Without him, and Mantis' plan, we can't unlock REX and all of this will have been for nothing. Including Octopus' death."

"Shall we get in place for this charade, then?" Mantis asked, choosing not to voice just how surprised and alarmed Liquid's mind was. He covered his own interiority well to the physical observer, just as he always did.

"Yes. I need to stay ready for his codec calls. Master Miller needs to remain available to feed him Alaskan trivia and other such nonsense."

"We'll get into place, then," Wolf sighed, digging a pill bottle from her pack and popping a diazepam.

"Go easy on those," Liquid said, ignoring the immediate annoyance with which his command was greeted. "I don't want you falling asleep waiting for him."

"I'll make sure to sound the alarm for her once I have him in sight," Mantis assured Liquid with amusement. "And if she's asleep, her dreams will simply get very strange until she wakes up."

"I'll be fine, don't worry," Wolf assured Liquid, shooting a look to Mantis before walking out.

Once they were alone, Liquid looked to Mantis. "Glad to see you in such good spirits. What's got you joking around for once?"

"The gallows," Mantis replied flatly.

"You think we'll all die here, don't you?"

"Octopus is already dead. Solid Snake brings death with him wherever he goes, whether he uses lethal methods or not."

"That's awfully florid of you."

"It's not florid if it's demonstrable fact from past missions he's been on. It's not like Dirty Duck or Running Man are still out there running ops, Eli."

A long sigh left Liquid's nose. He couldn't argue with that. "This plan was your idea."

"And I stand by it. But it's a delicate dance, throwing a fight and making it look convincing. Moreso when you stand a real chance at catching your final bullet in the process."

"We have to hope that Octopus was a fluke. We have to hope that our Outer Heaven will have a place for all of us," Liquid offered. He made no contact with his touch-averse old friend, but his tone itself was like a warm clap on the shoulder.

Mantis' breath shuddered through the filters of his mask. "Hope is superstition. We have to make it that way."

"We will."

Liquid believed it. God, he believed it to the core of his being. And seeing it, Mantis couldn't help but believe it a little too.

[heavymetalseries]

“You cannot hold me, mortal!” the demon shouted.

“I bet I can. Roll initiative.”

Hale’s stomach dropped. Fear, relief, and panic warred within him. 

Fenrir dropped his sunglasses. His eyes and the Helm of Awe were glowing brightly. He grinned to show a mouth full of long, sharp teeth. It was an expression that was half humorous, half feral. 

He held up the broken chain, and dropped that too.

If this was Eir’s way of answering his prayer, Hale really didn’t appreciate it.

[eternal-forlorn]

Disney Characters Sing "Black Stone Wielder" by Candlemass

[whoishotteranimepolls]

"Who's Hotter?" Anime Swimsuit Battle

[thenwothm]

Blizzard Hunter set up GoFundMe to support tour costs

Peruvian heavy metal band Blizzard Hunter is set to return to Europe in 2025 with their most ambitious tour yet. Titled “Hunting the Old World Euro Tour 2025,” the tour will span multiple countries including Spain, Germany, Luxembourg, and Poland, with 10 shows already confirmed and more dates currently open. Gofundme link: https://www.gofundme.com/f/from-peru-to-europe-a-heavy-metal-journey We…

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Alice Cooper: Paranormal (2017)

2019 Reissue 2LP white vinyl 180g in a gatefold sleeve.

Limited to 1000 copies

Ear Music

[scp230kinnie]

Hey bro I see that your back now!!:)Was wondering if you could write a Hunter fic there are none on this app and I’m dying😭💕

YESS OKAY OKAY ermmmm let’s see

Hunter Sylvester x reader

Character: Hunter Sylvester

Genre: Fluff I guess😭 sum angst i think

Lots of it is paraphrased cuz I didn’t wanna sound stupid.. I also change the plot a bit

Warnings: I KEEP SWITCHING BETWEEN SECOND AND THIRD PERSON IM SORRY mentions of his mommy issues. Arguing. I suck at writing things. Reader = y/n💀 That’s it I think,,,, nOT PROOFREAD

Hunter Sylvester and you were once kindred spirits, enduring the rough path of middle school together. Your friendship was going perfect for a while, and he’d even started to gain feelings for you.

The long shadow of change began to appear as the first day of high school approached. Hunter, a sentimental guitarist with a heart full of unsaid things, started to notice changes in the shapes of your friendship. The smooth relationship you used to have was torn apart by new people, different schedules, different levels of popularity, and new environments. When high school came around, you started to get (somehow) more popular, and he felt as if he was left behind.

underneath it all, Hunter had more than just a quiet crush that had grown stronger with time. When life threw a curveball at him in sixth grade, your friendship came through for him. His mother had left abruptly, leaving a kind of void in him. You were one of the few constants in the midst of the chaos, providing comfort during the storm.

The strains of life’s melody transformed into a battlefield where your two bands were destined to be put against each other—a Battle of the Bands. As the band's frontman, Hunter struggled with the memory of a friendship that had endured heartache and the passage of time in addition to the need for victory. He would do anything to win the battle of the bands, and you both knew that.

On that crucial night, Hunter's nerves were crazy. His fists tightened, and like a melancholic tune, the recollections of sixth-grade hardships and your support reappeared. You tuned your instrument (or practiced your vocals), symbolically adjusting the common past that appeared through the bonds of your friendship.

The night goes on and the crowd seats and sings along with all the different songs that the different bands were playing. The judges had made their decision and everyone was waiting to hear who the number one champion. Or “metal lord” would be. (I’m so sorry💀)

Hunters band, Skullflower secured the place of runner up. A bittersweet taste after hearing that your band had been the winner. Amidst the cheers and applause, Hunter knew he had to come find you. He may have been a little upset, but ultimately he was extremely proud of you for winning. He’s always known you’d loved music, and you would constantly practice.

He found you in the band room in another hallway of the school. “Hey.” Is all he can manage to say. He says it quietly, but just loud enough for you to have heard it. You turn to him and look up to meet his eyes. “I’m glad you guys won, you really deserved it.” He says. He tries his best not to sound bitter or sarcastic, because he really means what he’s saying. You smile in return.

“Thanks Hunter. Honestly I feel like your band should’ve won. You guys were amazing” you say in response. He smiles the slightest bit back at you.

“I feel like you should know.. while it’s just us..” he starts to say, but doesn’t know how to finish it. His eyes reflect years of shared history, as well as love for you. He thinks you look absolutely beautiful tonight. As well as every day of course. “I really missed you. Being with you- I’m- hanging out with you I mean. We used to be so close I guess we just.. drifted when we got to this school you know? Your popularity just intimidated me a bit and I thought you would turn out like the other fake bitches at this school.”

“I missed hanging out with you too. We used to be so close and I just.. thought you didn’t want to be friends with me anymore when you stopped talking to me. Stopped calling me to talk about random things and texting me about your day. I thought you hated me” you respond.

“I thought I did too. But if I have to be honest, I was just scared. I just really liked you. Ever since middle school.. I mean- I still do, but I- I just- I don’t know. I thought that if I told you that you’d make fun of me and tell all your friends and stuff. I dont Care if you don’t feel the same, I just wanted to tell you.” He says. It sounds like he’s just saying whatever comes into his mind, without even thinking. “You just looked so beautiful on that stage and I just felt so proud when I found out your band won”

You’re not sure how to respond. “Hunter i… what..? Why..? I’ve never really seen you as the type of guy to have a crush on people. I thought you were too ‘metal’ for that” admittedly you’d caught him staring at you a fair bit of times. You’d had a hunch he felt something for you, but you couldn’t be sure because of his usual demeanour. “I really like you too, if I’m being honest. I always regret us drifting apart. I felt like you’d never like me back, but knowing what I know now.. it’s really.. I don’t know”

“So if that’s the case, want to go out with me? I have some tickets to a concert in town later this week”

And whatever you can imagine what happens from there

Thanks for reading, sorry if it’s bad or hard to read. Leave me more metal lords requests AND ALICE IN BORDERLAND REQUESTS PLEASE

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