#Rival emo bands au

[triple-starsss]

JUST REALISED I NEVER TALKED ABOUT STARLINE IN THE AU AGRGHGHH

okay so later on in T☆S' music career they start producing music videos. and uh to do so, Ivo brings aboard a movie director,, STARLINE.

he's still like weirdly head over heels for Ivo LMAO so whatever Ivo says, goes. nevermind if T☆S are uncomfortable with acting out whatever it is they need to!

definitely need to flesh him out a lil more but YEAH. HE'S HERE.

[zoke-coke]

Okay here’s some emo band au shit. There are multiple bands, as the total drama part of the au itself is a battle of the bands competition. We got

BANDS:

The Drama Brothers

The one canon band. They’re a combination of every boy band—nonfiction AND fiction—ever. Consists of the same four (+ Sasquatchanakwa) as in the show.

System Flowers

I know I always call them “the emo band”, but they’re not really one set subculture. I mean, Duncan’s punk, Alejandro’s emo, Mal’s a metalhead, and Zoey’s goth at her core, but if you asked me to list their songs I’d give you an MCR album. Which makes me wonder, if they’re this universe’s MCR, does Twilight exist? Does 50 Shades exist? Does After exist, but as Drama Brothers? Anyway, their #1 rival band is the Drama Brothers. They also all kiss sometimes. They consist of:

Zoey - lead vocalist, can not play an instrument (represented in logo as a pink violet)

Mike (Mal/Svetlana) - guitar and bassist AND stunt artist (Svetlana) (represented in logo as a blue forget me not)

Duncan - drummer (represented in logo as a green button pom)

Heather - manager/keys (represented in logo as a white……..heather)

Alejandro - guitarist and vocalist (represented in logo as a red rose) (added to the band as competition to Justin)

Prime Time Lobotomy

Dark folk band composed of loons (affectionate and serious). Occasionally, they have screamo-like vocals with their fairy folk instrumentals. They’re probably all sapphics but I won’t say who dates who. The women:

Dawn - lead vocalist, but plays the flute when not singing.

Izzy - fiddle player, constantly tries to convince Dawn to let her yodel in the middle of random songs. She says she IS the lobotomy in the band name.

Jo - acoustic guitar. She was a last minute addition, but was convinced by Dawn. She said her soul needed some fun.

Eva - hand drums, or anything she can bang on.

SOLOISTS:

Courtney

Courtney was a ghostwriter who wrote music for various artists, who after her teenage years put out her own songs on YouTube and became an internet singer. She eventually became a big pop star, and that’s where she’s at now. I’d say she’s like… this universe’s Taylor? But I don’t know if I CAN say that

Gwen

True goth girl. She writes on her own, but doesn’t really put any music out; she was accepted into the battle of the bands through a random raffle. Princess Charm School style. The first friend she really makes in this whole thing is Courtney. Courtney finds her weird, but… charming.

José

Before Alejandro joined System Flowers, he was in a duo music act with his brother. While their act was extremely successful, it was obvious José was the favorite and he knew it. He’d constantly put Alejandro down and take any spotlight he had. One performance Alejandro has enough of his bullshit and they have a very violent split, and he joins this competition as a way to get back at him.

HOSTS:

Geoff and Bridgette

They’re married :) talk show hosts, a lot easier to talk to than Chris.

Chris McLean.

The main host. Put the show on to not give popularity to others, but to gain it himself. He was a one hit wonder years ago, for “I Wanna Be Famous”.

Yeah that’s it 👍 uhhhh oh yeah to clear up any confusion the contestants are all in their 20s, out of college. And it’s kinda just gen 1 and gen 2 cast. For now

[jedusaur]

Recs: the best Clint/Bucky fics with under 200 kudos

I just finished combing through the entire Clint Barton/Bucky Barnes tag on AO3 sorted by kudos, which got to be a bit of a slog toward the end, but there were some delightful underappreciated gems buried in the mud. so I decided to share some favorites!

D.I.Y. (Demons In You), by @redteamshark (38k) Clint and Bucky are renovating their new house, Clint is a YouTuber posting progress videos about the renovations, turns out the house is haunted. this one was the inspiration for this list, because based on the quality, length, and posting timeframe, I would expect this to have about 700-1000 kudos, and it has FIFTY-SIX. WHY. it's an engaging AU concept, the plot and relationship arcs are well-executed, it has fewer copyedit-level issues than some of the hugely popular fics, it hits good emotional beats, it's got fun minor character cameos, the HGTV-style home reno details are great. that kudos total is a cosmic error that requires rectification, pls assist

don't care what you did (as long as you love me), by veryrach/@mightymightygnomepriest (21k) a job goes wrong and Clint needs money fast, so he gets a job as "the blond one" for all the boybands in a '90s tribute act, supervised by a mysterious hot bodyguard. super fun but not actually crack-level ridiculous, it mostly plays the premise pretty straight, and at the end it does something interesting with the framing device that my will-they-or-won't-they dopamine response liked very much :D

A Muscle The Size Of Your Fist, by @there-must-be-a-lock (99k) in which Clint and Natasha are trailer park neighbors in 2008, Nat invites him to see her band play, and he meets Bucky in the pit by elbowing him in the face. lots of bandom nostalgia and ~emo kid~ feels in this one

Aw, Blood, No, by @reremouse (19k) Clint gets turned into a vampire and Bucky drags him out on a cross-country road trip to avoid the SHIELD agents trying to imprison him. featuring "blood-lover's pizza" and Tony's Malibu mansion with a private cove full of cars piled up underwater for the Aesthetics

Team Spirit, by @noxnthea (17k) rival ghost hunters, with peak The Sunshine One/The Grumpy One vibes. silly tropey fun :)

Safely Home, by @bluflamingo (5k) soft sweet post-CW fic about Bucky deciding to move in with Clint on his farm instead of going back to New York, over Steve's objections. especially loved this line about Bucky and Steve's dynamic: Bucky, if he was honest, thought their friendship could maybe stand to carry a little less of the weight of history.

love was just a glance away, by drunkonyou (30k) '70s Jersey Shore AU, in which Clint and Bucky meet when they're both contestants on The Dating Game and then spend the weekend on the shore together (warning for homophobic violence near the end)

been lonely too long, by veryrach/@mightymightygnomepriest (10k) a beautiful story about tattoos and pain kink and people being imperfect and messy and doing their best

[where-are-the-spooky-gays-2]

I love the idea if dukexiety as like.. rivals/nemesises, for one reason or another, slowly falling in love as they interact again and again and again,

Especially in like, a band au? Rival bands, maybe Virgil was once a part of Remus' band and no longer for some reason! Now they're passive aggressively(and occasionally just normal aggressively-) writing songs about one another and getting their band mates in on this 'hate' crush they've got going on between them!

Maybe their bandmates finally start questioning them about it and realize, of course before the two do, that this is, shock to no one, Not a Hate Crush, this is a Normal Crush between two people who can't be normal about who they like

Shenanigans to make the two realize th3 obvious, and the two trying to keep it quiet that they have done so so that they aren't made fun of for falling for the one person they've 'hated' for years- and possibly also thinking the other actually hates them still-

Ends in a cheesey love song played by an emo on guitar, about a certain drummer starring on the song!

Fellas is it Gay to write songs about your Rival/Nemisis? /light hearted Seriously tho I L O V E that S O fucking much!!! Their bandmates just look over their songs and are like "Can I guess who this is about?" XD But it's really sweet that they warm up to each other in the end <3

[songwolfwildblogs]

Pspsps I'm about to explain the lore of a silly mermaid Disney Channel movie au.

Gather round

Basically the main idea of the au is a battle of the bands... but with mermaids

We got dream, swap, ink and cross as the stars (our rag tag group of protagonists)

Nightmare, dust, horror, killer and error as the moonatics (our rival band that is edgy 100)

Fresh as our resident life gaurd because all of this is happening in a beach town during summer (do not ask why the moonatics wear dark edgy clothes in the middle of summer they don't know why)

Sci, fell and classic as the classic friend side side characters

Now we get to the mermaids.

Error is an electric eel mermaid that cannot control his electricity shocks and barely understands English learning most of what he knows from the Yu-Gi-Oh English dub (Yu-Gi-Oh and undernovela are the only things that can calm him down enough that he won't shock you for breathing at him wrong) and came to the surface world to come after ink but got dragged into this. He only joined the moonatics because nightmare was the first guy that found him

Ink is a flying squid mermaid that while doing his namesake face planted into the beach, he picked up on English pretty quick and joined the stars after they gave him some of their food and he wouldn't stop following them. He is very silly and is constantly pouring water on himself

Fresh is a shark siren who got bored of killing sailors so went on land and became a lifeguard but overall he's the same (fun fact: mermaids do not eat other mermaids but sirens sometimes eat other sirens and mermaids so ink and error are mildly terrified of fresh)

Reaper is the fucking kraken but a mermaid (basically giant squid mermaid) mostly the same expect he just vibe checks boats. He's also ink's cousin.

The rest of the cast is more Fanon aligned than canon, except swap, horror, classic and fell, they're more canon just a hit campy

Instead of nightmare being corrupted by negativity nightmare is more of a chill guy who got severely burned in a house fire that killed his and dream's parents

All of the moonatics minus error have a criminal record (so does cross and swap)

Basically when a mermaid/siren goes on land they can just decide to change their tail into legs but when in water they always have a tail (reaper shrinks A LOT when he goes on land and gets legs but he's still like 6'11)

The moonatics are 100% an emo band that branches out when they do covers (because they get bored sometimes) and the stars are just a hodgepodge of genres that do whatever the fuck they want

Despite their public rivalry and the battle of the bands the two bands actually get along in private even planning collaborations for when they aren't competing against eachother

Ink and error are found family.

The whole plot of the au is basically just preparing for the battle of the bands with hijinks aplenty with a beach theme

[chericos]

Pulling the Strings 🎻

a high school musical au || violinist scaramouche x pianist reader

synopsis: you, a piano prodigy, always neck and neck, always ‘second best’ to him, scaramouche. but what happens when you and your rival are forced to preform together in an artists upcoming concert? will you push your feelings aside to move forward in your career? or will you ruin your chances in both your scholarship and love?

or

in which you fall for the hot violinist

status: ongoing [6/3/23–]

tags: enemies to lovers, academic rivals, communication issues, eventual smut,

taglist: send me a request here!!

Starring

↳ y/n and the keys ; plus+ — scara and his emo band

ACT I— “stop trying to one up me!”

00

01 tba

02 tba

03 tba

04 tba

05 tba

ACT II— “on stage in 5”

ACT III— “encore!!”

[eoues]

##⠀ ⠀you can never trust anyone, not even your own best friend. thinking that this blind date would go smoothly like hu tao states, it didn’t. why? because the person she set you up with is currently your rival from college! and what’s even worse — he’s now the newest member of your favorite idol group 5KY! hopefully after this date you won’t see him anymore, right?

. ֺ۪ ⭒ ݂ CONTENT. enemies to friends to lovers, academic rivals to lovers, everyone is presumably 20-24, slight angst, fluff, mentions of drinking and smoking, cursing, slow burn, modern/college au, i use they/them for the reader, crack

. ֺ۪ ⭒ ݂ STATUS. jan 5 to, VERY slow updates, taglist is open! ON HOLD!

. ֺ۪ ⭒ ݂ NOTE. YAYA I FINALLY POSTED IT IM SO HAPPY!! anyways guys pls send me an ask or comment here if you want to be added to the taglist ‼️🔥 anything written will have a (‼️)

. ֺ۪ ⭒ ݂ IMPORTANT. most chapters will be smau. pictures, characters, etc do not belong to me, full full credits to its owners! again, very slow updates so pls be patient (this might be the only post i’ll try scheduling). reblogs are appreciated! most time stamps are completely off so just ignore them. this smau will contains lost of offensive language (nothing too bad), kms/kys jokes, etc so please be aware! some characters might even use tone indicators :)! also, lots of grammatical errors and lots of caps and smashing keyboard (i will try my best to proofread but i wont most of the time). titles, characters, chapters might change (since most isn’t that finalized lmao).

✦ ⠀⠀pookie bears / emo band / 5KY official acc

✦ ⠀⠀TABLE OF CONTENTS

one. where’s y/n???

two. want me to set up a blind?

three. big day for annoying people

four. i can trust her

five. hes so annoying

six. tba

✦ ⠀⠀TAGLIST! (if your user is in bold, it means i’m having trouble tagging you)

@vdnlya @ph4nt4-st1c4l @lylovw @richxelle @raideneiari @lightlyfeatheredquailqin @lucecent @mave-in @xingyunclouds @myaaones @thenightsflower @akagism2 @eunchaeluvr @sakiimeo @kunikuzushiit @l-l-u-x-x @ieathairs @m3gitsune @vanitasbrainrot @ixllyaaa

[solisdoesart]

An Emo Singer and Her Happy Ghost Clown

Yay more Haunted Band Rivals au content finallyyy

[braveveth]

This is by no means an comprehensive list of aftg fic I very much adore and since I don’t know what you like it’s kind of a wild mix. But maybe there is something that catches your eye (and you don’t already know). Sometimes I have shortened the summaries to just a few tags so you might want to look that up for further information. It’s also a lot of AUs and so far only Neil/Andrew. If you are also interested in Kevin, Jean, Jeremy in some kind of combination- that’s a whole other list. If you’ve got questions, let me know. Otherwise: Enjoy :)

Push to talk by alexjosten | Firewatch AU: Neil needs a fresh start. He has a new name and a new job in the middle of nowhere, miles away from anything to do with Exy. The only person he speaks to is Andrew, who knows nothing about him... until Neil's past catches up with him.

And we‘ll be running by allysavedtheday | Band AU: It had been six months ago when Kevin called him, sounding drunk off his ass and on the verge of a breakdown, begging Neil for help as guitarist for The Monsters until Andrew comes back. First it was just something to vill the void. Now he doesn’t want to leave..

Sleeping with ghosts by boybeaulieu | Band AU / breakup and makeup: The Band AU where Andrew and his Monsters learn how to deal with notoriety while performing for an emo, grunge crowd. But what kind of musician has never experienced heartbreak? Not even Andrew, apparently.

Andrew Minyard‘s Diary by fuzzballsheltiepants | Bridget Jones AU: In which Andrew is Bridget Jones, Kevin is Daniel Cleaver, and Neil is Mark Darcy. Except none of them are like their inspiration characters at all.

We used to be friends by gluupor | Veronica Mars AU

No mourners, no funerals by gluupor | Six of Crows AU

Pie another day by gluupor | Basically a Pushing Daisies AU: very humorous

Murder boyfriends by justadreamfox | High School AU / Inspired by the movie heathers: It’s 1989. Riko Moriyama rules Westerburg High School and The Butcher rules Baltimore. Neil and Andrew are so, so over it. Shit’s about to get real

Such a fool for sacrifice by likeareacord | Bodyguard AU: Neil is a successful author with a stalker who seems to know a little too much about his past. He needs a bodyguard for his upcoming book tour. Enter: Andrew Minyard.

Meow Meow Lullaby by moonix | Library AU: When the existence of their library is threatened, rival librarians Neil and Andrew must team up to save it.

Much Ado by puddlejumper99 | Shakespeare AU: Loosely following the plot of Shakespeare's Much Ado About Nothing, avowed bachelor Neil is determined never to marry, and also determined to insult Andrew into an early grave. Meanwhile, Riko is plotting to ruin Matt and Dan's wedding.

(dont‘t fear) the reaper srcibbleb_red | Under world AU: Andrew and Neil don’t meet in life. They meet in limbo. Andrew is a Reaper – a ‘ferryman’ charged with taking the souls of the recently deceased through limbo to the Other Side. Neil wakes up dead – killed by his father – or so he believes. But as ever for our Foxes, nothing is ever as simple as it seems.

honey don‘t feed me (I will come back) by talls | Greek Mythology AU: There’s a new god in the pantheon; Andrew remembers hearing about the scandal a while back, the newest Demeter having a child with the current Zeus and then going on the run, child in tow. They call him Persephone, the god of springtime and new life, the antithesis of Andrew's realm. It would be ludicrous of Persephone to ever interact with Andrew at all. If only someone told Persephone that.

under the kitchen lights by ephemeralsky | Neighbours AU: in which Andrew and Neil are neighbors who do various neighborly things

Back to the start by fuzzballsheltiepants | Amenesia / hurt/comfort: Andrew has been on his pro team for 6 months when he takes a ball to the head. Neil flies to Boston to see him - only to find that Andrew doesn't remember him.

Feels like falling by gluupor | Post canon / Getting back together: After college Andrew left behind both exy and Neil. Five years later, he’s built himself a stable life with nothing wanting. Or so he thinks, until a chance encounter brings him back in contact with Neil.

hello world by lolainslackss | Canon Divergence / Enemies to lovers / Professional Exy: Everyone on the US national team knows that Andrew Minyard and Neil Josten hate each other, so of course they all think it's hilarious to force them to share a room in the name of 'team harmony' for the entirety of the Exy World Cup.

LIFE SAVER!!! this is wonderful tysm<3 very excited about a lot of these. that firewatch au… and the underworld one….

totally get you about it being a wild mix btw. i’m the first to admit i can be pretty picky about characterisation but with these books you could genuinely be reading the wildest of au’s and it could still be incredibly in character (and vice versa). so i’m up to try a lot and this is giving me a whole lot to try!!

[gimblegamble]

Gonna do another write up about a project I planned that never really went anywhere.

Welcome, friends, to the BTM band AU post

What is it?

Band AUs are definitely considered classics when it comes to fandom alternate universes and this one's... definitely a band AU i guess.

BTM is a band consisting of Grian (or Griande) on vocals, Impulse on drums, Pearlo on the keyboard, and Scar on guitar. There are a couple more stragglers sometimes but we'll get to that. As for their style it... varies?

Well, it depends. if its 'Grian' on the mic, they can range from the usual pop-punk or emo, maybe even rock if the mood calls for it-- but if its 'Griande' they usually go for ska or funk. This is when they get a couple more peeps to fill in the sound.

They get a brass section! Tango and Zedaph from Impulse's old college marching band "The Moonlighters" and they round it out with Gem, one of Pearl's old housemates when they tried living in one of those content houses with the Empires collective (they still collab tho). They play the trombone, the trumpet, and the saxophone (small stature, big lungs).

The band meets Mumbo after a gig. They were winding down in their favourite bar/cafe "The Hermit" when Scar very loudly and unabashedly asked who the "eye candy" was to the owner, Xisuma. Turns out, dude was just fired from his job and Xisuma took him in as a part-time bartender/barista, he wasn't the best at it but at least he stopped breaking Xisuma's fancy martini glasses a couple days in.

They asked if he was looking for a full-time job and he said yes. He asked if he knew anything about management and he said 'eeeeeeeeh' which they took as a kind of yes and hired him on the spot. With BTM's popularity growing, they needed a proper manager and not just rely on Grian (whose biggest problem would be his impulsiveness) and Impulse (who'd probably work himself to death if the mood was right).

So whats the plot?

It was supposed to be an ask blog first and foremost. Half of the information up there (and more) was supposed to be slowly drawn out by ask box questions. The format was supposed to look like members of the band being interviewed by the person asking, kind of like the latter half on that one mumriande gif I made (which is one of the stuff I made with this AU in mind lol)

There was supposed to be a mystery to uncover, then solve. There was supposed to be some drama and angst. Some moving pictures and animation memes, animatics even. I even have a playlist sorted!

So what happened?

Nothing really. It was nice thinking about making it but at the end of the day I am but a tired, easily distracted human being. I just made this post because there's a lot of nice details in this that I wanted to share, like the Hermitland post ages ago.

And not like I'm not gonna make things in the AU anymore but the ask blog's probably never going to see the light of day.

Some Fun Stuff

The fans never know what genre of songs they're going to walk in on, at least until they see if it's Grian or Griande holding the mic, but even then they sometimes do a double whammy and have Grian sing funk songs and Griande pop it up.

They're rivals with this experimental metal/electronic/acoustic fusion duo called Octagon. They play it up a lot on stage, but this one time someone from BTM really misunderstood something that made a good angsty bit.

There's this couple who met at a concert. One of em was really hoping for a night of funk while the other wanted some throwback alt rock. They talked before BTM's set started and really hit it off! They didn't even mind whoever came out to sing that night.

There was a group of fans who made a banner that said "We love you _____" and just had velcro patches with 'Grian' and 'Griande' embroidered on them.

There was supposed to be another, more secret ask blog for other more secret (👀) asks.

Conclusion

So yeah, band AU, that is all.

Thank you for reading!

[foeofcolor]

Hey remember a few months ago I mentioned a death note emo bands au? That @metalkingshit inspired in me? Well, here it is!

L and the wammy boys are in an emo/ punk band as u would except

Light however is in a J-pop GRP called the Kira's (original ik) with misa and Takada and a few more ppl

Mikami is perhaps their manager

Ryuk and Rem are bodyguards

Light and L meet at some event

And L makes a snide comment abt how J-pop grps can't do punk music

And Light, being the competitive piece of shit he is, takes this as an direct attack

And bam! Suddenly the kiras are a punk band because Light said so

This obviously develops into an all out rivalry

The media has a  day with this

Their labels have them go on tour together because that's fuel the drama and bring more ppl

L and Light ended fucking/dating during said tour

But the media doesn't know ofc

So there's all sorts of wild theories going around

Like one says "L did a satanic ritual to keep his sanity on tour"

Another one is "Light is an immortal vampire who wants to drink L's blood"

Matt, mello near and Linda are there somewhere

[carlosfruitsnacks]

"that's what you get"

summary:

— Carlos always went head-to-head with you, often competing with who sang better to write better songs. You hated each other, well that's what everyone saw until one of you lets the heart win.

genre:

— band AU & aged-up

notes:

— gender-neutral reader. I do not speak fluent Spanish and all of the Spanish here is translated from google, feel free to correct me.

warning/s:

— foul language/cussing

a/n:

— a request from anon, hope you guys enjoy it!

The guitars plugged into the amplifier as the crowd cheered, and someone cleared their throat through the microphone. Auburn hair was perfectly styled, skin glowing under the stage lights, and the audience swooned.

"Are you ready?"

Asked a deep alluring voice, a series of screams replied. The drums blasted through the speakers as the sound of the electric guitars followed. A song starts to play as the people sang along to the band performing on stage. The show was brilliant, exhilarating, and full of enjoyment. The closer the gig came to an end, the music blasted louder, enough for everyone to go wild.

It was usual for a rockstar named Carlos Madrigal. He'd be on stage with his band, happily playing songs for a willing crowd. Always wearing his leather jacket and boots, his eyeliner is beautifully smudged, and his piercings glimmer under the flashing lights. Even if it's his job, it never felt like it. Carlos felt like it was a dream come true every time he gets to sing and create music to his heart's content.

"Another successful show, amigo"

His bandmates commended him after the gig, Carlos grins ear to ear, mindless of the sweat dripping down his face. It felt great finishing a fantastic show, after all. The rest of the band insisted on going out for a celebration and he obliges. He had a couple of drinks and food to relish the moment.

But just when the rockstar thinks nothing can be better than this, the sounds of shoes clicking on the floor caught his ears. Carlos can see it in the corner of his eye; his bane of existence. In the form of a person, all dark-wearing with platform boots. He wouldn't have mistaken them if it weren't for the blazing makeup on their face. He can sense them stop beside him by the counter when he ordered another drink.

"Well, well, for it isn't the emo wannabe"

"Fuck off [Name]"

Carlos' voice goes raspy and harsh. The bartender fetches his drink as he grips it in his hand. He loathed the fact that you loved showing up at the wrong times, especially when his mood was exceptionally good. You chuckled sweetly at him, not phased at all. You leaned against the counter and asked the bartender your preferred drink. He doesn't face you nor spares you a look.

"Awww, did you miss me, my love?"

"Is there anything you can do better than ruin my fucking life?"

"Yes, I can write better songs than you, Carlos"

You smirked. Carlos lets out a loud scoff as he gulped down half of his drink, finally, he faces you. The look on his face was half-amused, he points a finger at you with a smile.

"You're delusional, [Name]"

"And you're the shittiest artist in the entire industry. It's a miracle someone is buying your mediocre songs"

"As if yours aren't dogshit. Just admit the reason why they listen to your songs is that it's pathetic. All you sing about is your stupid exes and cringy heartbreak"

He spat. This causes the smirk on your face to drop, Carlos chuckled and finishes his drink, enjoying the offended expression on your features. You crossed your arms, barely touching the drink that you ordered.

You and Carlos have been prominent rivals for what felt like a century. Both of you had a passion for music and started writing songs at a young age. The two of you met when you got second place in a singing competition, Carlos was first and that day he gave you a cocky smile, it made you swear under your breath. You got back at him after winning another completion, and boy, he never took that lightly. Since then, the two of you were keeping score of who got more wins. Often going head-to-head with your bands, seeing which band gets more listeners.

People who knew both of you can say the rivalry was silly, it did get petty to the point you two were arguing nonstop on social media, even to the point of pinning your fans against each other. It was evident that both of you had a fiery dislike towards one another, both finding joy in seeing the other down, and both seething when the other is on top.

"You wanna settle this shit once and for all?"

You proposed, your hand finally reaching for your drink and gulping it down. Carlos meets your eyes and squints, clearly skeptical but slightly interested.

"What? You're ready to raise a white flag, [Name]?"

He joked, finishing his drink. You sighed and fished for something in your jacket's pocket. You pulled out a piece of paper, unfolded it, and handed it to him. Carlos raised a brow and reluctantly takes it. His eyes read the poster about a competition, it was a battle of the bands of some sort. He realizes where you're getting at and his pride immediately jumps in to join the contest.

"Whoever wins the contest, is the greatest, period"

"Oh, you're asking to get destroyed, amor"

Carlos smiles toothily. You turn away to hide the rising blush on your cheeks, you cleared your throat and put on a confident face.

"I think it's time to put this race to an end, Carlos"

"Who am I to deny an opportunity to crush you?"

"So, are you in?"

"Sí, por supuesto"

With that, you paid for your drink and sent Carlos a challenging grin before walking away. The rockstar was excited, something was telling him this match is going to be nothing like before. It was the final competition to settle the score and Carlos is prepared to win. He was ready to prove you wrong and tell you he was the best. A million ideas race through his head on how to destroy you.

Your nerves were all over the place as you checked on the reflection in your mirror for the nth time. It was so unlike you. The fidgeting of your hands and the constant retouching of your appearance. Today was the day of the contest, the final competition against Carlos.

"Argh! Dammit!"

You groaned, running a hand through your hair. Why does the thought of competing against Carlos one last time make you feel nervous? You should be confident and focused on winning, you should be eager on putting Carlos in his place. But why do you feel this way? You knew the answer but your ego wasn't letting you admit it.

You're scared that once the competition is over, Carlos would stop competing against you.

If you're going to be honest, you liked having to go against Carlos. It's the most fun you've had in the while. The thrill of the race to prove who's better brought excitement into your life. And the thought of it ending merely breaks your heart. You don't want it to end yet you're growing tired of the neverending competition against Carlos.

Eventually, your bandmates pulled you out of the dressing room, telling you the contest was about to begin. You were at the venue and there were a lot of people around, the audience, the judges, and the competitors. There were a fairly amount of bands joining the contest. You smirked when you walked by them with your band, their whispers were filled with awe. As your confidence easily rises, it easily falls when Carlos' band trudges by. Others gasped at the sight of him and his band.

You gulped. Carlos was wearing a red blazer and was shirtless underneath, your eyes try not to ogle at his chest. He had plaid pants and boots on. His hair was wonderfully messy, his eyeliner was perfectly sloppy, and his entire look was making your knees grow weak. When he meets your eyes, you nearly felt your heart stop. He sends you a grin before walking away.

The bastard

Sooner, the contest begins. You watched several bands perform, your band was going to play last, right after Carlos' band. You have this anxious feeling but it momentarily goes away when you glance at Carlos, who was scrolling through his phone, not even breaking a sweat.

Ugh, he looks so unphased, it's unfair

If only you knew how Carlos was losing his shit, internally. His mind was screaming every time you cast him a look. He felt self-conscious, he can't afford to lose this time, he wanted to win, he needed to win. And maybe if he does, you'll commend him. You'll sigh and admit how talented he is as you bat your eyelashes at him. You'll pucker your lips and...

"Oye, compadre, we're up"

One of his bandmates snaps him out of his mind, he clears his throat, and puts his phone away. As Carlos grabs his electric guitar and takes a deep breath before walking on stage. He smiles and winks at the people watching, hoping his charm would help him win. When his band starts the song, his eyes swiftly search for you.

Your breath hitches in your throat when Carlos sees you watching him. Your toes curl inside of your shoes at the sound of his voice, and the tiny hairs on your body stood up as his singing granted shivers down your spine. You lick your dry lips as you listened. You hate to admit how he's got your heart in a chokehold because the truth is you're drawn to him and it hurts.

The moment Carlos finishes singing, he goes deaf at the crowd cheering because he sees you get up from your seat to prepare. He felt assured with his performance but unsure if it was enough to win. If only there was a way to extend the competition a bit longer. You step on stage as soon as Carlos leaves, you hoped he'd stick around to hear you play. You put on a big smile on your face.

Carlos can see your eyes twinkling under the spotlight and it makes his heartbeat race. He hides at the side of the stage to see you perform. The drums kick in and you sing the first verse. The rockstar feels his skin tingle at your melodious voice, the sound of it never gets old. He never gets tired of listening to your singing, not that he'll admit it.

"No, sir. Well, I don't wanna be the blame, not anymore"

"It's your turn. So take a seat we're settling the final score"

"And why do we like to hurt so much?"

You try to hide how your voice wavering because you don't see Carlos in the crowd. But you try to focus and do your best, you try to ignore your thoughts roaring in your head.

"That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa"

Carlos doesn't hide the smile rising on his lips when you sing the chorus, you sounded so confident that it almost made him proud. He continues to stay and watch your performance. Your every movement and smile makes his chest go tight, he hates how you look perfect.

"Pain, make your way to me, to me. And I'll always be just so inviting"

"If I ever start to think straight. This heart will start a riot in me"

"Let's start, start, hey!"

The audience cheered as you sang, and you delivered the chorus with all of your efforts. Pouring all your heart and soul into the performance. When you reached a high note, the crowd goes wild. Carlos hidden in the shadows fights back the urge to clap. Your band's performance ends with enthusiasm. You go backstage and exhaled, shaking your hands to get rid of the nerves. You hear footsteps approach behind you and you whip your head around to see it was Carlos. Quickly, you smirked.

"What? Here to finally surrender?"

Carlos can no longer take it, even if he wins the contest he's losing against his own feelings. He let his heart win. His emotions were completely in control of him when he goes to grab the sides of your face and smashed his lips against yours. A muffled gasp escapes you as your chest explodes, and you blink several times. Before you can reciprocate the kiss he pulls away, and you frown.

"No, I'm not here to surrender. I'm here to tell you what you've done to me"

"I...oh, um"

You were completely speechless and Carlos takes it as a bad sign, he fights back the tears in his eyes with a cough. Your face was utterly red as you try to find the right words to tell him.

"That...why, Carlos?"

"I can't take it just being your favorite rival, it hurts you know. I guess that's what I get when I let my heart win"

He shrugs and your heart cracks. You never told him how you actually feel because he exits backstage and leaves you with your eyes watering. You sniff and wipe away the tears and went outside to see who won the competition. You see the judges on stage, ready to announce the winner. You took a look at Carlos whose face was void of any emotion, it brings a spike to your heart but you focus your eyes on the stage.

"And the winner is...The Ultraviolence!"

"WHAT?!"

You and Carlos exclaimed in unison at the announcement. It turns out nor did you nor Carlos won the contest, therefore, settling for a tie in the competition. You don't know how to feel about it as you released a groan, both of your bands only laughed and joked around, somewhat unaffected. You furrowed your eyebrows and walked over to Carlos, who was equally pissed.

"This is bullshit, Carlos!"

"I know right?! It's fucking rigged"

"The judges have no taste, the band's performance was shit"

"For real, let's get the fuck out of here"

Both of you left the venue, and continue to complain about the results of the competition. After that, the two of you were silent, seemingly clueless about what to do next. You decide to be the first to stop the rising tension.

"About that kiss..."

"Can we not talk about that, please?"

"Carlos, I...I feel the same"

The rockstar looks at you, eyes wide. You give him a genuine smile, suddenly becoming shy at every second.

"...Really?"

"Yeah, I just didn't know how to tell you"

"And here I thought you were more into douche bags"

"Hey!"

You punched his arm and he laughs. You gained the courage to give him a peck on the cheek, now it's his turn to blush. Honestly, you could get used to this. But then again, nothing beats being rivals with him. So, you have another proposal in mind.

"Okay hear me out, since none of us won the competition. How about another, you know, to finally settle the score?"

"Ay, just admit you can't get enough of me, [Name]"

"Yuck, who says I'm into you?"

"Sure, I'll accept the challenge. Ready for another round, mi amor?"

Carlos leans in, taunting you and you place your hands on your hips with a challenging smile. You couldn't ask a better person to be rivals with.

"Of course, darling"

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[islandofsages]

hi omg tysm for doing my request i loved it!! if it's okay can i request being best friends with childe and venti in high school au this time??

summary: in which you two are best friend, and maybe not just for these three short years.

characters: childe and venti (separate)

tags: gn!reader, platonic, fluff + a bit of crack in venti’s, hc format

warnings: none

author's notes: hi again anon!! im glad you liked it :] also sorry if venti’s doesn’t really sound like a high school au i tried my best LOL i hope you like this one too anon <3

childe

he’s definitely the most popular kid at school though he has some rivals but he implores you not to mention them without his permission. with his good looks, charisma, athleticism and status as an honors student, he’s got everyone’s attention. and when i say everyone, i mean everyone. not only students and teachers - even the janitors and cooks have taken a liking to the boy. what does he do with all this attention? absolutely nothing. he hangs out with you anyway

if you’re also one of the popular kids then people won’t question your friendship but if you’re more on the down low or, to put it nicely, you barely have any you can genuinely call a friend, being best friends with childe is a bit suffocating. emphasis on a bit - you wouldn’t trade your friendship for anything. a little attention never killed anybody, you know? especially if you get to be best friends with one of the coolest people that’s ever graced this earth, popular kid status aside

he’d help you if you’re struggling with studies by tutoring you! whether it be at the school’s library or either of you two’s house, there is never a dull moment during your study session. even then, your study sessions are never unproductive either. if you beat yourself over how slow you’re progressing, he won’t hesitate to assure you that it’s okay to take baby steps. everyone starts somewhere after all even though your math test is literally tomorrow

“eh? our math exam’s tomorrow? well, that’s all the more reason to grind as much as possible today! c’mon, (y/n), go go go!”

that’s one of his flaws though - he can’t seem to remember any of the dates for any school event. midyears? you mean that’s actually in the middle of the school year? sports day? you’re telling him he’s been practicing track and field this past few days because it’s actually next week? needless to say, it’s great teasing material.

if he doesn’t have any after school activities, he likes hanging out with you at that one cafe after school. you like to joke around with him by saying every teenager likes hanging out at cafes and he shushes you every time by shoving whatever pastry he feels like having that day into your mouth. luckily enough, there’s a reason why he likes that cafe so much - its pastries are all to die for and the baristas are skilled in making latte art. he likes it almost as much as he likes you, which is saying something

one day, he even asked one of the baristas to draw a picture of you in your cup of coffee - and to his delight, the barista happily obliged. you were so flattered you had to take a picture of your drink. and childe couldn’t help taking a picture of your blinding smile too; and he won’t ever delete it. such a memento will stand the ravages of time and be a monument of your everlasting friendship, even after your high school years.

venti

he asked you to join his “emo band” once. it was…an interesting experience.

“quit your job, (y/n).”

“i don’t even have a job??? how do you know my name anyway???”

“shut up and join my emo band!”

despite what he says, he’s not really the “emo” kind. not always, anyways. he was just scouting potential band members because he was very hung up on the idea of a high school band for some reason. you rejected him at first but he was very persistent so you have no choice but to join even if you have little to no musical prowess whatsoever and you don’t regret making that decision as if you had any say in the matter in the first place

turns out, that was just his way of finding friends - you can’t say that it’s the most efficient way of befriending people but he did rope you in so you can’t really say it’s not efficient either. plus, he does genuinely want to form a band! it’s just that finding members hasn’t been that easy for him. in fact, you’re the only member other than him! so you just offer to do the best you can for him, though you worry how it will affect your studies and overall high school life

safe to say though, befriending venti has spiced things up for you - after all, when you’re in high school, people are always looking to make things interesting and eventually go out with a bang. venti in particular is one of these types of people; although not many tolerate him, those who do (including you, of course) find themselves heavily influenced by his lifestyle. whether that’s a good thing or not depends on the person, though you find it to be a little bit of both

you two like hanging out by busking around town after school it’s not like he’s a member of any clubs anyway. plus, somebody would probably report him to the student council for causing a disturbance. you usually just watch him strum his guitar and dedicate a song or two for his audience but on rare occasions, you’d join in. whether it be singing along or you bring an instrument of your own, you two are always guaranteed applause from whoever bothers listening. one time, a classmate of yours saw you two singing together and suggested to you two to participate in the talent show at school later that week

before you could decide anything, he immediately agreed to it. oh, typical venti, always doing things without waiting for your approval. but you can’t help but feel excited - and you were right to. you two killed it! and when he turned to look at you and offer his biggest smile, you knew your friendship is as timeless as that shining day; and that this whole high school band thing would soon become a regular band thing.

[cinyanmon]

Can you describe the premise of the worst PPG fic you've read so far?

im not sure if you want the answers to this question LMAO

in my good 9 or so years in this fandom, ive seen Some Shit™

sometimes my friends and i read cringy fics but its all in good fun and i know the authors are just writing what they want and are probably young.

there was this one fic where blossom was a textbook emo girl???? (im in love with an eMO GIRL-)

i even made fanart (Hi, my name is blossom darkness utonium raven way)

brick was there to fight her but he got so creeped out by the fact that she was so emo that he left LMAOOOOO i think she ends up dating ace tho sooooo uhhhhhhhhhhhh :/

there's one that is not the worst fic ever but also wasn't the best writing + grammar and GOD, 12 year old me ate that shit up. this was the fic that probably got me started in the fandom so i have it to thank for my entire career LMAO. it was about the ppg being in a band and going to a band concert where the rrb were also a band but they were also the judges. the ppnkg were also there as the "love rivals" ya know how it was back then. it was a song fic and lord, let me tell you, i ate it up with no crumbs and i even made a playlist with all the songs from the fic. yeah i may not be okay after reading that LMAO. i read it again recently and i was like god, who was i back then? love it tho, it gives me memories

i could name like a million high school fics but they all kinda merge into one so i cant remember each premise since theyre basically all the same haha. when i was a teen, i would search for highschool au fics like a bloodhound and teen nyan did not care if the writing was garbo LMAO

im going to say this now for anyone looking for fics, the worst ppg fics can be found if you just scroll through ao3 for a while and just read the tags. i recently looked thru ao3 for some new fics and let me tell you... the fucking tags that ive read and had to go through? yeah... i 100% will say with no fucking doubt that the first 10 pages of ao3 has some of the WORST ppg fics ive seen and i dont even need to read them to know that they are. i just read the tags and i know the author is some fucking creep.

ofc not every single fic on the first 10 pages are awful, ive found some really cute fluff or some really cool plotlines!!!! but you really just gotta.... sift through them... LMAO

[dementedspeedster]

instead of kon/thad/grant support group consider........ you form a girl group. bubblegum pop music. matching outfits. interpersonal drama. who's dating WHICH member of another rising boy band?! it's all speculation!

//Omg anon yes yes YES and make it a rock group and I'm in. I adore the internet speculation part of any band AU so much and just how people obsess about outfits and everything. Fans are wild. I should know I am one of those people obsessing about my favorite bands that are on tour right now.

@kryptonianclone and I have talked/joked around about Kon, Match, Thad, and Slobo making an emo clone band. Also just them unionizing in general. (The clones deserve good things and to be treated like people!!)

And @volucerrubidus and I have a Rival Bands AU where Tim and Thad are in rival bands (There's also romantic tension between them and they sometimes troll/tease their fans both intentionally and unintentionally with their hijinx >:3c. They're rivals and fans of each other bands and they are disasters honestly. There's so much tension and attraction and just them both being oblivious at the same time). Honestly, I can go on about all sorts of things we've talked about in that AU it's so much fun.

In short I love the idea and just really love the idea of band AUs and think they're so fun!

[army-author]

sour rose | jhs

❝ jung hoseok is the only guitarist whom you consider to be a threat. no one else is good enough to rival you. yet, when honest feelings slip to the surface before a competition, you realise there’s more to hoseok than you realised... ❞

➝ pairing: hoseok x reader

➝ prompt: character a and character b have been rivals for as long as their friends can remember. one day, someone catches them holding hands.

➝ genre: fluff; very mild angst; rivals to lovers; punk band au

➝ word count: 1.5k

➝ warnings: profanity; mentions of illness

➝ playlist: ever fallen in love (with someone you shouldn’t’ve?) - buzzcocks   ;  know your enemy - green day   ;   basement noise - all time low   ;   fall - neck deep   ;   criminal - state champs (yes, i know, i never moved past my emo phase)

You only know one thing this evening, as you stand in the humid street, waiting for your concert venue to open: Jung Hoseok is the enemy.

He’s the only one standing between you and victory.

In an hour, you’ll be up on stage, riffing on your surf green Stratocaster and screaming your heart out, all for the glory of a cash prize, proffered to the best punk band. All the other groups have no chance against you, and your bandmates from Sour Rose. All other groups, apart from Jung Hoseok and his band, Just Dessert.

No one else matches your skills. No one else matches your charisma. No one else matches your attention to detail. Apart from Hoseok. That’s why he’s your enemy. Because you need that cash prize. More than anything else.

“Hey,” you turn hearing a familiar voice, to see Jungkook, Sour Rose’s drummer approaching.

“Hey yourself,” you grin, “How’re ya feeling?”

“Nauseous,” Jungkook admits

You clap a hand on his shoulder, “You’ll be fine. Nothing to worry about. I’ve seen you at practice. You’re an absolute beast.”

Jungkook smiles at your compliment. It often surprises you how shy he is. Place him behind a drum set, with some sticks in his hands, and he transforms, thrashing confidently through complex rhythms.

As you chat, other bands begin to gather outside the music club, all waiting to get their equipment ready before the competition commences.

Your expression sours as you spot the familiar faces of the Just Dessert members. Your gaze automatically snaps to Hoseok – the man who stands between you and your winnings. His black hair is styled, spiked off his forehead, and he sports a colourful t-shirt with his band’s corny logo in gaudy shades of pink. At least he had the decency to pull a black leather jacket over his shirt to spare your eyes, complete with pins and patches.

As he walks up to the door, his eyes catch yours, and he gives you a nod of acknowledgement. He knows – just like you – that you’re the only competition he has. Despite your resolve, you feel a thrill spread through your stomach.

Before you can exchange any words, the bouncer opens the door to the musicians, and you flood into the venue, loosing Hoseok in the throng.

- ��� ✽ ✽ -

The following minutes are a blur as you catch up with the rest of your band while you check sound levels, ensuring that your amp is setup correctly, and blasting through a few scales to warm up.

Before you know it, the first band is getting on stage, and starting to thump through their song. The drum beat is simplistic; their guitar tone is too generic. You know their performance will not stand a chance beside the song Sour Rose has prepared. It’s only Just Dessert that you are worried about. Another thrill runs through you.

Needing a glass of water to wet your dry throat and steady your nerves, you tell your bandmates that you need to go, before scurrying to the back room where the music club has prepared drinks and snacks for the musicians.

Picking up a plastic cup of water, you take a sip. The liquid has already heated up from the warmth of hundreds of bodies packed into a small venue. It has the metallic taste of tap water.

“Oh, hey.” Hearing a voice behind you, you spin around to find Jung Hoseok sauntering into the back room.

You immediately clam up, fingers tightening on the flimsy clear plastic of your cup. “Hi, Hoseok,” you reply tersely.

“You seem on edge tonight,” he notices as he reaches around you to grab a drink, “Is everything okay?”

“Yep,” you snap, “I’m peachy.” Good job convincing him. Now he knows something is up for sure. You and Hoseok have been performing at the same venues for years – from school productions to charity events at local bars. He knows what your normal is, and this is not it. You sigh, running a hand through your hair. “Actually, yeah, no, I’m not so good. I need this win tonight. More than I’ve ever needed a win before.”

Hoseok’s brows pull down into a frown. “Why’s that?”

You hesitate, unsure of admitting weakness to your rival. Yet, as his eyes observe you – eyes so familiar because they’ve been watching you for so long, set on a familiar face in the crowd when you perform on every stage – you find the words spilling easily from your mouth. “My mum fell sick earlier this month, and I really need the cash prize to pay for her medical bills.”

Hoseok considers your words, unusually quiet, then offers you a bright grin. “Well then, you’re lucky that the money’s guaranteed to end up in your hands.”

“What? How can you know that?” you ask.

Hoseok takes a sip from his cup, before setting it down on the table, “Well, from what I can see, our bands are the only ones capable of winning. So if you win, you get the money. And if I win, I’ll give you the money.”

Your mouth falls open at this, and embarrassed, you quickly clamp it shut again. “Really? Are you sure?”

“Sounds like you need the money more than I do,” he nods, “I mean, Just Dessert is planning to spend it on new equipment, which we can always buy at a later point.” He reaches across, and his hand brushes against your fingers, warm against your cool skin. “Your mum’s health comes first.”

Suddenly, you find tears welling in your eyes. You barely cry in front of anyone, and yet, here you are, breaking down in front of the one man you had seen as an enemy. “Thank you, Hoseok,” you wobble out, past your tears.

“Don’t worry about it,” he reaches over, pulling you into a hug that you had not realised that you needed until now. His arms offer craved-for comfort. Your body moulds to fit his as he pulls you closer, rubbing soothing circles on your taut back. He smells of pine and leather. Despite all your misgivings, you find yourself relaxing against him.

“It’s going to be okay,” Hoseok assures you as you pull away from his warmth, wiping your cheeks for any remaining traces of tears. You’re sure that your eyeliner must be smudged to hell by now.

“Fuck, I must look a right mess,” you grumble, trying to carefully wipe at your eyes.

Hoseok inches closer, his hand still on yours, and with his free fingers, he gently wipes at the eyeliner that had escaped your lash line. “There, all better.”

You offer him a watery smile, hoping no more tears will fall. How could you have been so stupid to think that Hoseok was your enemy, when here is is offering you the kindest smile? Another thrill runs through you. Hoseok’s fingers are comforting in your hand; his fingertips are hard and calloused, just like yours after years jammed against hard guitar strings. You squeeze his hand, and hope he understands all the gratitude you intend in the small gesture.

The door opens, ripping you from this quiet moment, and Hoseok’s bandmate Jimin stands in the hall outside. “Hoseok, we’re on in five.” Jimin’s eyes fall to your fingers threaded through Hoseok’s. You quickly drop Hoseok’s hand, as if his skin burnt you.

Jimin doesn’t comment, but you see his eyes widen. Hoseok offers you a reassuring grin, before he walks over, pushing Jimin down the hall. “Let’s go, Jiminie!” You’re left alone to ponder the warmth that Hoseok left on your hand.

- ✽ ✽ ✽ -

“Well, here’s the money as promised,” Hoseok hands you his winnings with a smile. In the end, Sour Rose had missed out on the prize, only a few metaphorical inches behind Just Dessert.

You’re in the back room once more, surrounded by musicians, relaxing after the competition. The water has been replaced by beers and spirits.

You smile, “Thank you, Hoseok. I don’t know how to repay you.”

Hoseok returns your grin, “You don’t have to repay me. I wanted to help. Although… if you’re offering, you could take me out for coffee later?”

“What, like a date?”

He winks at you, and your cheeks turn red as another thrill scurries through your body. You finally understand.

“Wouldn’t people start gossiping if two rivals started dating?” you ask.

“Kind of too late to worry about that,” Hoseok shrugs, “Jimin’s already convinced we’re a couple.”

You flush, “I suppose we’ll just have to make his hearsay a reality.”

Hoseok presses his lips together, dimples popping up on his cheeks as he suppresses a triumphant smile. “I thought you’d never agree.”

- THE END -