#‘Sometimes before it gets better the darkness gets bigger // The person that you'd take a bullet for is behind the trigger’

[quokkabite]

a few more boops for uuu before bed hehehe

[jonathanbyersphd]

[basiltonpitch]

i know jaren said ben listens to like classic rock and stuff but i have this headcanon where he listens to like, 2000s to 2010s pop punk/pop rock (bonus points for songs written by pete wentz). like imagine ben listening to bang the doldrums or trade mistakes. really think about it. i'm unwell.

[wu-kongs]

fall out boy miss missing you is a shadowpeach song

[roscoe-me-and-this-fuckin-kid]

okay but baby you were my picket fence, i miss missing you now and then, chlorine kissed summer skin, i miss missing you now and then, sometimes before it gets better, the darkness gets bigger, the person that you'd take a bullet for is behind the trigger, oh, we're fading fast, i miss missing you now and then

[fromjannah]

well the thing is. uh. baby you were my picket fence? and i miss missing you now and then. chlorine kissed summer skin... i miss missing you now and then? and apparently sometimes before it gets better the darkness gets bigger and -- this is crazy -- the person you'd take a bullet for is behind the trigger? yeah i guess what i'm trying to say is oh we're fading fast. and i guess i miss missing you now and then

[thekidsarentalright]

Don't panic, no, not yet, I know I'm the one you want to forget. Cue all the love to leave my heart, it's time for me to fall apart. Now you're gone, but I'll be okay, your hot whiskey eyes have fanned the flame- Maybe I'll burn a little brighter tonight, let the fire breathe me back to life. Baby, you were my picket fence, I miss missing you now and then. Chlorine kissed summer skin, I miss missing you now and then- Sometimes before it gets better, the darkness gets bigger, the person that you'd take a bullet for is behind the trigger. Oh, we're fading fast, I miss missing you now and then. Making eyes at this husk around my heart, I see through you when we're sitting in the dark, so give me your filth, make it rough- let me, let me trash your love. I will sing to you every day if it will take away the pain, oh, and I've heard you got it, got it so bad, 'cause I am the best you'll never have. Baby, you were my picket fence, I miss missing you now and then. Chlorine kissed summer skin, I miss missing you now and then, sometimes before it gets better, the darkness gets bigger, the person that you'd take a bullet for is behind the trigger, oh, we're fading fast, I miss missing you now and then, now and then, now and then, now and then. Baby, you were my picket fence, I miss missing you now and then... IF YOU EVEN FUCKING CARE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[judasisgayriot]

sometimes before it gets better, the darkness gets bigger, the person that you'd take a bullet for is behind the trigger

[endless-weightless]

Random König hcs♡

Remember when I said my blog can get dark? This is one of those times... Just remember these are MY headcanons for a toxic version of König.

TAGS/WARNINGS: Afab and fem!reader, fluff, nsfw, angst, hurt/comfort, manipulation, toxic, stalking, over protective!König, size kink, switch!reader, switch!König

WC: 833

♡ Call me old-fashioned but I think he'd love giving you flowers. He'd find out somehow which ones are your favourite and then he'd go out and buy a huge bouquet of the prettiest flowers and leave them on your bed with an anonymous note before you two started dating.

♡ Was over the moon when you said yes after he asked you out, though you couldn't see it under his mask. From then on he was always with you, whether you new it or not. He'd silently stalk you to keep you safe and if he couldn't, he'd keep careful track of your social media, hell, maybe he knows how to track your phone.

♡ He was worried when you saw that he slept with a gun on his nightstand, but was so relieved when you weren't. You understood that he had some issues after fighting for so long and in all honesty, it made you sleep better at night knowing there was some kind of protection so close.

♡ König wouldn't let you see his face for the first few months of dating him. In his eyes, you were an innocent thing that needed to be sheltered from anything dangerous or scary, and he thought he was one of them. It took some coaxing and begging from you but eventually he let you take off his mask, though he wouldn't look you in the eyes the whole time. His face had turned bright red and had twisted into a worried frown. König's heart was racing the entire time (poor baby :( ) and raced even faster when you started peppering his whole face in kisses, whispering sweet nothing's to him.

♡ He's always making sure you've eating three big meals a day and will bring you snacks. König absolutely hates it when you don't take care of yourself, he wants to make sure you're always in good health 'cause he wants to fuck a baby into you and you gotta be healthy for that.

♡ Adores manhandling you, he likes feeling like he can physically protect you and being able to just pick you up like you weigh nothing reassures him that he could rescue you from something dangerous. König's strength also comes in handy when you two fucking.

♡ Texts and calls you multiple times a day. He's sort of turned you into his comfort person and now he can't go a day without hearing your sweet voice.

♡ Cries during sex. Could be because he's so sensitive or because he's just so overwhelmed that it's you he's making love to. König sees you as something angelic, like you're a gift from the heavens above and he just can't comprehend how you'd love someone like him.

♡ He also whimpers when he's close. He'll start off with some soft grunts and the ocasional moan (which he desperately tries to hold back but fails miserably).

♡ Goes absolutely feral when he sees how small your hands are compared to his cock. König doesn't realise how big he is sometimes and when you two fucked for the first time and you saw his dick, he was so confused when your jaw practically dropped. He deadass thought he was average and you couldn't convince him he was way bigger than average until he realised he could feel him inside of you when he put his hand on your stomach and he saw the sinful expression on your face.

♡ Needs you to mark him up. He loves it when you cover him in hickeys, scratches and bruises. It's his reminder to himself that you love him and that he's yours, only yours.

♡ Blows up your phone when you don't respond fast enough. König will start to spiral when he's been left on delivered for too long and has even started crying and hyperventilating one time. When you saw he'd been trying to reach you you quickly ran over to his place and comforted him, cradling him while he cried in your arms about worrying that you didn't love him.

♡ He'll try to make you dependant on him. When one of your friends doesn't like him and voices their opinion to you he'll slowly cut them out of your life. He convinced you to quit your job since his job pays so well and "You shouldn't have to work so hard when I can take care of you."

♡ Will kill anyone for you. It doesn't matter who it is, if someone fucks you over he'll have them dead in a ditch before you can even tell him what happened.

♡ Absolutely loves holding you and cradling you. It's like his stress relief, he'll start by just randomly hugging you and then softly asking if you can cuddle with him. He'll gently pull you onto his lap and wrap his bag arms around you, placing a hand in your hair to stroke it. He also can and will fall asleep like this.

----------

These are all of the hcs I can think of right now but please let me know if you want more or a drabble. Toodles!

[tea-and-antlers]

Listen I mock myself for being a former pop-punk princess as much as the next person but man oh man when you're on an old playlist and sitting on the bus at the ass crack of dawn to go to work and all the sudden you're hit with "sometimes before it get better the darkness gets bigger the person that you'd take a bullet for is behind the trigger" like yeah. Geez. Ouch.

[rocksibblingsau]

miss missing you from fall out boy is the perfect song for rock branch to sing after processing is grief for his grandma BUT ALSO coming in terms with the fact his brothers won't be coming back mostly this verse:

Baby you were my picket fence I miss missing you, now and then Chlorine kissed, summer skin I miss missing you, now and then Sometimes before it gets better The darkness gets bigger The person that you'd take a bullet for is behind the trigger Oh, we're fading fast I miss missing you, now and then

you miss that feeling of longing to that person that the world to you but at the same time realize they weren't good to you

Making eyes at this husk, around my heart I see through you and we're sitting in the dark So give me your filth, make it rough Let me, let me, trash your love I will sing to you everyday, if it will take away the pain Oh, and I heard you've got it, got it so bad 'Cause I am the best you'll ever have

"Maybe I'll burn a little brighter tonight, let the fire breathe me back to life" matches with him being a Rock Troll!

[narcissosbythepool]

Continuing GhostPrice fighter AU (crossposting from my twitter again)

Part 1 here

Cw: mild violence, mentions of substance abuse, suggestive language, some trauma foreshadowing

*

It's the aftermath of a completely pointless and insignificant win that changes Ghost's entire life.

"Hey."

Ghost doesn't look up from where he's brooding. His ribs are sore, he's bleeding from his brow, and he's not in the mood for a chat now.

Someone steps in front of him and he frowns. Who the fuck is this?

"What do you want?" he finally grumbles and looks up.

He's somewhat surprised at the person stood in front of him. He expected some young guy trying to provoke him after his fight, but it's an older man (late 30s? Early 40s? Older than himself, either way) with some truly impressive mutton chops.

"Wondering if you'd like to learn to win by fighting better rather than just outlasting your opponent."

Ghost gives him an unimpressed look.

"Why do you care? I keep winning, don't I?"

The man smiles. It's not a kind smile – it's a challenging one, like Ghost is a grumpy teen throwing a tantrum.

"You can do better. I would like to see it happen."

Ghost's kneejerk reaction is to tell the guy to fuck off. He's just some wannabe-fighter. He looks like an idiot in the beanie and windbreaker.

But something in the way he carries himself catches his eye. It's confident, but not in a cocky way like the guys that sometimes show up to try to rile him up.

He looks tough. Toughened. Learned.

"And you think you can teach me?"

"I know I can."

"You taught before?"

The man's lips twitch in amusement. "I've done my share."

"So why'd your student quit?"

This makes the man laugh out loud.

"I see you're a bit of a challenge. Want to drop by the gym and do a couple rounds?"

Ghost raises a brow.

"That's not a euphemism. I do actually own a gym."

He should say no. He really should.

Maybe this guy's a creep. A serial killer. Maybe he sucks at fighting. Maybe he's all talk.

But maybe. Maybe there really is a gym. Ghost has been haunting his own life for so long that it doesn't feel like his own anymore.

He'll take the lifeline.

"Fine."

Worst case scenario he doesn't have to worry about rent anymore.

There is a gym.

It's after hours but Price ("John Price, former fighter, I own a gym with my friend") lets them in with his keys and punches in the security codes before opening the door for Ghost to step in. The gym is not particularly special but it's clean, and a set of dull cement stairs lead them to the basement where a ring is waiting for them.

Ghost starts getting a little excited, now, his blood pumping heavy in his ears. This man, John Price, might be the real deal – Ghost was polite enough not to google him on the walk here, but he'll put it on his to-do list at once.

"This is where the magic happens," Price says, walking to the ring and then leaning on the ropes, watching the mat wistfully.

"I see you're missing the mat already."

"You're a cheeky one, aren't you?"

"You have no idea."

Price finally takes him to the changing room.

"You ready for another round?"

"Right now?"

"That's why I'm asking."

Ghost really wants to wipe that smirk off his face.

"I'm ready. Are you?"

Price replies by unzipping his jacket and underneath is a tight, dark green tshirt that shows off his toned physique and Ghost's mouth goes dry, the embers of irritation turning into a flame of yearning – of attraction, of excitement for a challenge, and from the glint in Price's eyes, he's taken note of the fire that now devours Ghost.

Price hands his ass to him in the ring.

Ghost is stronger ("you hit like a fucking freight train") but Price is better, knows the strategy to beating an opponent bigger and heavier than him, and the fight ends with both of them bruised, Ghost held down on the mat by Price, until he taps out.

"Please teach me," he asks politely, lying on his stomach, trying to heave air back into his lungs. Price detaches himself from Ghost and sits down on the floor next to him, wiping off sweat from his brow.

"What's your real name, son?"

Ghost swallows.

"Simon. Simon Riley."

"So, Riley," Price starts.

Ghost bristles at that a bit.

"I'd rather you not call me that."

Price looks at him over his shoulder.

"Simon? Or Ghost?"

"Simon's fine."

"Simon then." Price smiles cheekily. "You'll call me 'coach' or 'sir', is that clear?"

The demand of authority makes Ghost's guts stir with some mix of arousal and amusement. Price probably likes to feel important.

He wonders if Price would let Ghost call him sir in bed.

"Alright, Simon. I need you to stop smoking. And drinking."

Ghost feels a flare of irritation.

"I don't drink." His tone is definite, raw on the edges.

"...Alright. Hm. Now, no judgement here but. Do you do any other drugs?"

"..."

"No need to glare at me. If you don't, good. If you do, quit them. Then I'll coach you."

"Those are the requirements?"

"Those are the requirements."

"So when can I start?"

Price smiles, and this time the teasing edge is no longer there, just a warm and open smile that makes Ghost feel a little flustered.

"Right now works. Simon."

"Yes, sir?"

Price's smile turns into a wicked grin.

"Cooldown."

[highendphasrs]

in another life you were my babe in another life you were the sunshine of my lifetime what would you trade the pain for? I'm not sure sometimes before it gets better the darkness gets bigger the person that you'd take a bullet for is behind the trigger and I want it so bad I'd shoot the sunshine into my veins I can't remember the good old days blood cells pixilate and eyes dilate and the full moon pills got me out on the street at night why can you read me like no one else I hide behind these words but I'm coming out I wish I kept them behind my tongue I hide behind these words but I'm coming out and I saw god cry in the reflection of my enemies and the lovers with no time for me and all of the mothers raise their babies to stay away from me and pray they don't grow up to be these are the last blues were ever gonna have let's see how deep we get the glow of the city below will lead us back to the places that we never should have left and in the end I'd do it all again I think you're my best friend don't you know that the kids aren't all kids aren't all right? tonight the headphones will deliver you the words that I can't say these friends are new friends are golden

[carrymelikeimcute]

Just discovered this song so, I'm not going to be OK for a while.

I miss missing you, now and then Sometimes before it gets better The darkness gets bigger The person that you'd take a bullet for is behind the trigger Oh, we're fading fast I miss missing you, now and then

Making eyes at this husk, around my heart I see through you and we're sitting in the dark So give me your filth, make it rough Let me, let me, trash your love

[blueautumngrave]

MISS MISSING YOU I'M SOBBING WHAT I WOULD GIVE OH MY GOD BABY YOU WERE MY PICKET FENCEEEEE I MISS MISSING YOU NOW AND THEN CHLORINE KISSED SUMMER SKIN I MISS MISSING YOU NOW AND THEN SOMETIMES BEFORE IT GETS BETTER THE DARKNESS GETS BIGGER THE PERSON YOU'D TAKE A BULLET FOR IS BEHIND THE TRIGGER OH WE'RE FADING FAST I MISS MISSING YOU NOW AND THEEEEEENNNNNNNN

[steddie-island]

Remember when FOB came along and said

Anything you say can and will be held against you So only say my name It will be held against you

And also

And now I’m here to give you all my love So I can watch your face as I take it all away

All in the same song?

And then later they said

Now you're gone, but I'll be okay Your hot whiskey eyes have fanned the flame Maybe I'll burn a little brighter tonight Let the fire breathe me back to life

and then also in the same song

Sometimes before it gets better The darkness gets bigger The person that you'd take a bullet for is behind the trigger

“Chlorine kissed, summer skin” is also a line that is so goddamn vivid like everyone knows what chlorine smells like. Idk it fucking gets to me okay?

And ALSO on the same fucking album they gave us

My heart is like a stallion They love it more when it's broken

THAT’S GOOD SHIT! GOOD! SHIT!