#chester bennington tattoo

[shelienead]

Chester Bennington (2009)

📷: Matthew Wardenaar

[emometalhead]

I write something like this every year. In all honesty it's hard for me to talk about Chester. I think about him every single day. It's now been six years without him, and it still doesn't feel real that he's gone. I still don't know how to cope with it. I still can't think about him for too long without crying.

Chester has been such an important figure in my life for as long as I can remember. I was raised on Linkin Park. They will forever be one of my favorite bands even if some songs are too painful to listen to now. My own mental health journey has been difficult. I'd be lying if I claimed to be doing totally fine, but I live each day trying to honor Chester's memory and make him proud. He's a big part of the reason I am who I am, and he's a big part of the reason that I'm still here today.

If you see this, please give someone you love a hug. Tell them you care about them. Cherish the moments you have with the people that matter. Listen to your favorite artist and keep them in your mind for a while. Do something nice for yourself. We all owe it to ourselves to allow some kindness in our lives. In words that Chester once sang, "when life leaves us blind, love keeps us kind".

[spike-minoda]

[iasminebabygirl]

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[sixartsofficial]

Tattoos are permanent and a lifelong commitment just like marriage.- Chester Bennington

[bodymodificationnation]

By melektastekin_tattooer

[kyvhn]

I'm thinking about getting a tattoo when I turn 18. My idea was to take the logo of the meteora album and write the lyrcis of one of my favorite songs from Linkin Park to make it look like the man sprayed the lyrics on my body, you see where I'm going to? Well I'm still debating between that or lyrics down my side (from breast height down to my hips) also from one of the songs ofcourse. If i'd take the second option I will probably add Chesters hand with the flame tattoo so it will be recocnizable for others aswell.

Tbh I don't really care if others get it or not the only thing important is that this band gets a place on me the same way it has a place in my heart. They have done so much for me and still do so till this day on. What do yall think I should get? Option 1 or option 2? Lemme know please <3

(Ps if any of yall want to know my birthday is on the 18th of November.❤️)

[wienersmosh]

Lunchtime with Smosh podcast LORE

so i've done the liberty of listening to the first episode of the Lunchtime with Smosh podcast and compiling all the "lore" we've learned during this episode. i watched it a total of three times bc i loved it so much and i was bored so i decided to do this.

(i did not include lore that they have already previously talked about in other videos.)

ANTHONY:

has never had a deviled egg

would ask if he could come with ian on his walks

has not used shampoo in 4 years but will use it if his hair gets actually dirty; his dandruff decreased when he stopped using shampoo and his hair used to be really dry

lately has been washing his foot first bc of a new tattoo

washes his pits and bits first in the shower (after conditioning his hair)

wishes chester bennington from linkin park didn't die

thinks ian would stop world war ii soon after it started (the invasion of poland)

likes socializing only if it's one on one where they can have deeper conversations

doesn't like small talk, thinks it's peaceful when no one sits next to him at lunch

was the most angry with ian when they were coming back from their high school grad night. they were on a bus while anthony was sleeping and ian clapped and screamed in his face. anthony yelled "WHAT THE FUCK! STOP!" and was aggressive to ian. he later felt bad about it but was too embarrassed to admit it to ian.

would tell a friend if they had bad breath but not an acquaintance

one of his icks is when he's hanging out with someone and the person is uncomfortable with silence so they try and force small talk with him

likes being alone with someone else's presence; if he can sit in silence with them that's how he knows they can vibe together

starts an internal clock and waits 5 minutes before eating the last piece of food

another ick is when people gossip; his brain shuts down and he goes quiet; feels like gossip is judging other people for no reason (however he will occasionally join in and laugh at what other people are gossiping about)

his top four favorite movies are arrival, home alone, home alone 2, and our universe on netflix, which is not a movie

IAN:

thinks running so much back then made him stupid. he'd be at anthony's house while they were writing smosh sketches and be tired all the time. he'd pace around anthony's room being restless and would say "i didn't run today, i got too much energy"

loves taking walks around his neighborhood and look at flowers; is a power-walker and thinks his gait is "off" when he walks slowly

washes his feet in the shower bc his feet are gross

thinks anthony has a "hot cousin"

wishes anthony bourdain didn't die

farts freely at disneyland and will not blame someone else if they fart bc it's part of life

would cheer anthony up with a long hug; doesn't think complimenting him on his posture or telling him a cum joke would cheer him up

would stop the challenger explosion so that there'd be another one where big bird can be in and there's a chance the second one could explode

makes coffee and talks to six people first thing in the morning (according to anthony)

"i like people"; thinks people hate him if he doesn't talk to them; thinks people don't sit next to him on planes bc he looks like a shooter

people didn't sit next to him at school and people don't sit next to him at lunch at smosh unless he's the one that joins them at the table

worst fear is having bad breath; only acquaintances have had bad breath and wonders if that's the reason they never became friends

is uncomfortable with silence and will talk to avoid it during dates

one of his icks is when he goes out to eat with someone and they don't venmo him for the food; the person has been demoted to acquaintance and that them not venmoing for food has been a pattern; the dishonesty bothers him more than the money

another ick is when people leave the last piece of food on the plate bc they're too polite to be the one to finish it

another ick is when anthony doesn't want to gossip

letterboxd top four is city of god, spaceballs, RRR, and they came together; has rated 988 movies on letterboxd

[nekodani]

According to Mike Shinoda, this is the first ever photo that Linkin Park took together, right after they officially told Chester Bennington they would like him to join the band.

As Shinoda recalls, “I think this was the first photo we ever took together. We had just told Chester that we wanted him to join the band. He said he was ready to move out from Arizona to L.A. We went to a pizza place near UCLA to hang out and talk about what to do next. The band was called Xero at the time, and we probably had less than a half a dozen songs. No flame tattoos yet, no red hair yet, most of us were still in college.”

Bennington was invited to audition for Xero in 1999 and even skipped his 23rd birthday party to record vocals for the audition.

[markdelonge]

chester bennington’s flame tattoo appreciation

[romanarose]

My Hero

Steven Grant x Fem!Reader

Reader is just me. What can I say.

Summary: You work at the coffee shop of the London Museum, and you're used to guys being a bit weird, but when one gets a bit handsy, your work crush steps in to help you

Warnings: Guy being creepy, inappropriate touching (just the shoulder) slight aggressive behavior (grip on arm), anxiety attack, references to past trauma but I promise this fic is pretty light, mostly about Steven being a sweety. Breif refernce to Linkin Park and Chester Bennington's suicide, just a fair warning.

A/N: Like most of my fics, this is based off of something that happened to me while working at a cafe in San Diego, except I didn't have a Steven Grant to save me, I had to try and override my freeze response to get out of it, and cry outside alone. Like everything in my life, I process it though writing, to allow myself control over the situation. I was pretty proud of myself for being able to get out of it without help, when for years, I would just freeze.

Italics are Marc, bold is steven, red is jake.

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Christ, he was handsome. Disarmingly so. Steven Grant, your coworker at the gift shop, was just the right kind of dorky. You didn't mean dorky as an insult, ooohhhh no. You were a huge dork. You had a baby Yoda Shirt on right now, and a Simple Plan tattoo from your emo phase that you never quit grew out of.

'It's not a phase mum! This is who I am now!'

And it wasn't a phase! It was who you were!

And Steven seemed to enjoy it, although he may not fully understand it. He came to your register one day, looking absolutely dead tired, not looking at you as he said hello and mumbled something about 'Whatever has caffeine' You gently explain that since this is a coffee shop, almost everything has caffeine. He looked up at you like he was about to break down crying if he had to make a single choice.

"Okay! Okay uuuhhh do you like drinks more sweet, or earthy taste?"

"Er, sweet I supposse. But I'm vegan" He perked up a bit at your bright, patient smile. Get it Steven

"Yeah no problem! We have a vegan caramel, it's a $0.50 upcharge, so are the milk subs, is that okay?"

Cheapest date we've ever had

"Right, of course, no problem there, do you have oat?"

"Absolutely!" There was no line, so you went ahead and made his drink, vegan caramel macchiato two double espresso. "Here, try it!"

Steven, this isn't coffee this is sugar

The man took a drink, and looked almost relieved. "Oh it's wonderful, love! How much do I owe you?" You finally smiled at you, and you felt like your heart would fly out your chest.

God dammit, she's trouble.

You shake your head. "No charge today, call it a taste test"

Okay, now this is the cheapest date we've ever been on

"Oh no! No, I can pay! I don't want to get you in trouble"

You reassure him. "You won't, I'm the morning manager, just come back for more sometime, yeah?"

Damn right we'll be back.

Steven put 5 quid in your tip jar before promising he'd be back. And he was. Every morning for coffee, and usually again in the afternoons for tea. You had taken to visiting him in the gift shop if he was too busy to come to your side, which eventually turned to you bringing him a tea every afternoon, to which he'd respond shock every single time you handed him the cup. He'd take it with a "Oh love, you shouldn't have!" Every single time, as if he was surprised someone was continuously showing him kindness.

In turn, Steven would listen to you talk about your music interests. Even though he had never heard of the music you talked about, he kept a mental cataloged of everything you mentioned and actively participated in the conversation. "What? My Chemical Romance released a new song?! How long was that hiatus, 10 years? How they kept that a secret, I'll never know"

You had to admit your little work crush was turning into something deeper, as the months drew on with him, and yet you couldn't make a move. You weren't afraid of asking men out, much to your traditional parents' horror, but Steven was different. You had a friendship you cared deeply about, how could you risk that. What would you do if you didn't see his face int he morning, disheveled but smiling? What else did you have going on after work, other than to wonder the museum with him as he explained the niche facts he knew? Who would sit with you on your lunch break and tell you about the bullshit things Donna would say to him about his autism, and then insist you not report her because he doesn't want to cause problems? Sweet Steven meant the world to you. And you knew damn well that shy man wouldn't ask you out if he even was interested.

So here you were, waiting for him to come see you for his morning coffee where you never upcharged him, so you can show him the video's your friend took of Matty Heely at the concert they went too.

The playlist in the coffee shop right now was yours. You were allowed to play your music as long as there wasn't swearing or too much screaming, so you have found a playlist of lighter emo/rock songs. However, you had failed to check it all the way through, and Leave Out All the Rest by Linkin Park came on, a song that you could no longer listen to after Chester Bennington's death on your birthday. You set down the latter you were working on as the espresso dripped into the cup, going to go skip the song.

But this slight detour in making coffee in order to prevent you from crying at 8 am on a Tuesday was simply too much for the man who was waiting on his stupid overpriced latte as you reached for your phone.

"Ma'am" He stepped into your work area behind the counter as you walked past, grabbing your arm. "How much longer on the coffee?" He asked.

Your entire world focused in on the man's grip on you, and the music playing overhead threatening to take your back to the place you had been in when he died. His grip was light, so you tried to take a step back, muttering 'excuse me', but his grip tightened harsh enough to cause bruises as his fingers dug painfully into your skin. "You should take care of customers before playing on your phone"

You froze, as he started yelling about needing his coffee, but not letting you move. The music was too much and the emotions the song brought mixed with the memories the man's grip on you triggered, you found yourself unable to move, your young coworker standing by in shock, unsure what to do.

The next thing you register is slightly being yanked forward as the man was pulled away from you, and Steven Grant stepping between your near-hyperventilating form. You have enough thought to turn off that godforsaken song with the phone in your hand, realizing then that Steven hand his arm out beside you, in case the man tried anything further. "Alright mate, lets back away, yeah?"

"She's supposed to be making my coffee" He argued, taking another step to move behind the counter, but Steven's other hand pushed him back, his body blocking the man's accesssto you and the 18-year-old you were working with.

"You'll get your bloody coffee, one more step and it'll be on your face instead."

You couldn't imagine you're sweet Steven throwing hot coffee on someone, but something told you that even if he didn't follow through with that threat, the man wouldn't touch you again, nor poor McKenna, who was just trying to pay for college.

The man stared at Steven like he was assessing the situation. Steven wasn't tall by any means, and it wasn't like he was jacked, but he was deceptively strong, and you had a itching feeling the passive man would go absolutely unhinged if the need arose. There was spark in his eyes, a passion that said he knew right from wrong and he would defend it if he could.

The man must've seen it too, because he took a few steps back, raising his hands in defeat and suddenly acted all innocent. "Alright mate, no trying to start anything, just want me coffee"

"Here" McKenna handed him the coffee and he left.

Steven watched him leave. The absolute nerve of him, thinking he can go around harassing girls just trying to do their jobs. Everyone complains about a lack of service workers, but Christ can you blame them? I wouldn't want to do this shite either with twits like that hanging about!

Steven, he's leaving, go check on her Marc reminded him, knowing how Steven can get distracted

Oh! Right, thanks mate What Steven saw broke his heart.

You were staring off into space, shaking as your coworker tried to comfort you, but you looked like you were about to cry. Steven rushed over, careful not to touch you lest he overwhelm you right now. "Hey love, you would like to step outside? Or maybe walk around for a bit?" He turned to McKenna "You can handle it here for a bit, yeah?"

She nodded. "Yeah, go take a breather"

You nod in return, gaze not focusing on him yet. "Uh, yeah, yeah can we step outside" you grab your purse.

You took Steven's hand, not caring if it was too bold. You had been really scared, and he made you feel safe.

"Stevie!" Donna had bellowed as he guided you past the gift shop. "Just where do you think you're going?"

"Having a smoke break, Donna!" He called out.

"You don't smoke!"

"Let me have this, or I'll start" He threatened, looking at Donna challengingly. When she didn't argue, he continued "Right then, cheers" and took you outside to breath. "Hey there, are you-" But he was cut off with a strong hug and quit cries. He wrapped his arms around you, feeling your chest rise and fall in his arms. He didn't speak, merely opting to rub your back appropriately high and allow you to cry to out.

When you pulled back, sniffling, you realized how gross and wet his t-shirt sleeve had gotten. "oh god, I'm sorry Steven" You said, looking defeated in a way he had never seen you, usually so alight with excitement and in love with life.

"Huh?" He looked at the tear covered sleep that may or may have snot on it. "Oh, please, don't worry about that, I didn't even like this shirt" it was his favorite, but that didn't matter.

You were mumbling fuck and shit and goddammit into your purse as you dug through, getting tissues and blowing your nose before using the clean ones to wipe off his shirt as best you could. "Bloody hell, I'm fucking disgusting" you say to yourself more than anything as you frantically try to clean him.

Steven grabs your hand "Darling, no, you aren't disgusting" He catches and holds your gaze for the first time that day. "You just had a scary time, that man was horrible, and I hope he forgets to put his seat down on the toilet, then wakes up in the middle of the night to shit and falls in."

Finally, you laugh and grace him with the smile he loved so much. "That's... a bit out of pocket"

"Yeah" He breaths out a laugh, shrugging a bit, nervously.

"Here" You take off your oversized jacket and hand it to him.

"Oh! No love, it's fine-"

"Steven, my snot is on your sleeve, please allow me this little bit of dignity"

Steven graciously accepts the jacket, and you can help smile at how cute he looks with Baby Yoda on the breast pocket. Having felt pain in your arm when you took the jacket off, you pull up the sleeve to find bruises forming on your arm, and wince.

Steven took your arm in a carful hold, frowning deeply as he examined it Hijo de puta I'll fucking kill him "Bastard's banned, I'll have JB pull up the security camera footage, he won't be allowed back after this"

You wipe tears from your eyes with your arm, and try to explain yourself. "I... know that was a bit of a, erm, an overreaction" you sniffle. "There's been guys who... well I've been in some scary situations... um..." you hesitate to open up about that part of your life.

Steven sensed your discomfort. "It's okay, you don't have to tell me anything you don't want to" You smile. You weren't ready for that yet, but you knew he'd listen if you were. He continues, justifying your reaction for you. "I would be scared too, if someone did that too me. He hurt you, love. And the song that was playing, that was Linkin Park, yeah? That song that always upsets you? I'm certain that didn't help"

You pause at that. "Since when do you listen to Linkin Park? Since when do you even listen to music?"

Steven looked like he had been caught. "Oh... uh... Well, since you told me they were your favorite band, I suppose. Can't say I understand all the appeal, but I've found some I liked." He said shyly, knowing he was letting the cat out of the bag.

You blink at him, eye wide with disbelief. "You... you listened to my favorite band?"

Steven cocked his head to the side a bit. "Bands. I've listened to several you mentioned. I've found I rather like Panic! At the Disco, which I didn't see coming"

You burst out in a laugh and wide grin. "Steven, do you have any plans tonight?" You ask, taking his hand.

Say something smooth, this is your chance.

"Um... yeah, I'm cooking dinner for my pretty coworker" Steven smiled nervously, brown curls falling in his face.

You beam at him, leaning into his shoulder as you walk back inside. As you walk through the doors, you clarify. "The coworker is me, right?"

"There's no one else I'd rather spend the evening with"

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I know this was incredibly self-indulgent but I hope ya'll liked it anyway. When this happened, I had to deal with it alone, but after work I walked home with this coworker I had a crush on (he lived a block away so he always walked me home) and he saw I was upset after what happened so he asked me to explain star wars to him.

me "uh, like, what about it?"

him "I know the basics of the origenals, tell me the plot of the movies"

"which ones?"

"all of them"

"theres nine movies"

"and i wanna hear about all of them"

Even after we got to my apartment he sat outside with me as I finished explaining 8 and 9, and he activily participated and pretended to be invested, which significantly distracted me from the triggering even of the man at work grabbing me. I wanted to marry him so bad but I had to move out of that living situation XD so i left the state

Also: my birthday is July 20th. linkin park is my favorite band, which means on July 20, 2017 I woke up to the news that Chester Bennington had died on the birthday I shared with chesters friend and another artist i loved, chris cornell, who had killed himself earlier that year. it took years before I was able to properly celebrate my birthdy instead of mourning. I always find a way to remember chester and chris every year thought, an honor their memories.

anyway, hope you Steven girlies liked this! I think Ima drop another super short drabble tonight too, bc im going through it right now lol.

@my-secret-shame-but-fanfiction @welcometostayingawake @in-between-the-cafes @lucianadraven32 @milkymoon2483 @ahookedheroespureheart

[the-transid-gacha]

hai! i'm 2 shy 2 come off anon but i saw u had done a request for a kurt cobain factive...

i'm going 2 request a chester bennington factive if thatz ok? thx

Name: Chester

Gender: Cismale

Orientations: Bisexual & Biromantic

TransIDs: TransAlive, TransAlcoholic, TransDrugAddict, TransDrummer, TransMetalBandMember, TransBlondHair, TransIED (Intermittent explosive disorder), & TransMUDcollector

CisIDs: Tall, Tattoos, Depression, Black hair, Dark brown eyes, Lead singer, Rock band member, Parent, & Recovered alcoholic

Pronouns: He/Him & They/Them

Species: Human

Age: 24

Source: IRL (Chester bennington)

Role: Caretaker

Appearance:

Here you go!

-Nina!

[steven1123x]

Behind The Scenes - Chapter 8: Meeting An Old Friend.

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They were driving to Maddison Square Garden in Greg’s van, Rose was playing LINKIN PARK off her phone all the way there and they were singing along.

“There it is! Maddison Square Garden!” Steven said, stars in his eyes. He looked out the windshield, They all see Madison Square Garden, a renowned indoor arena in New York City. The arena's facade is aglow with bright lights and electronic billboards that showcase various advertisements and announcements. Vertical light strips running along its exterior enhance its distinct cylindrical shape. The street in front of the building is bustling with a mix of pedestrians and vehicles, painting a lively urban setting. Tall neighboring buildings and a cloudy night sky form the backdrop, contributing to the dynamic and energetic atmosphere of the cityscape depicted in the scene.

“I CAN’T BELIEVE WE ARE HERE GUYS!” Steven’s voice boomed with excitement, Greg and Rose both smiled at their son’s enthusiasm.

They found a place to park, and Greg, Rose, Steven, and his friends stepped out. They all handed their backstage passes to the security guard who was checking for tickets, they all showed their VIP passes and walked inside the venue.

They were waiting to get inside, and Rose saw a short woman with long hair, similar to Greg’s hairstyle, but she thought nothing of it.

The doors opened and they all piled in, they all stood at a place and waited for the show to start.

Steven smiled as he saw their rodies setting up for the show or making last-minute adjustments. “This is going to be awesome!” Lucas said.

“Yeah, it is!” Steven said.

A few minutes passed, and the concert started. Cheers erupted from the crowd as the band members of LINKIN PARK emerged from the ground, Chester Bennington, He wore a black t-shirt with a bold red and white graphic design on it. The lead singer has tattoos on his arms and is also wearing a bracelet on his left wrist. His short hair suggests a stylish and possibly edgy look that fits well with his stage performance ambiance. In essence, the man exudes a sense of artistic expression and dedication to his performance, as seen through his appearance and posture on stage.

“Alright, Maddison Square Garden, are you ready to ROCK!” Rose screamed in excitement, the gem jumped up and down like a child that was excited for Christmas Day.

They began to sing their first song, Rose screamed in happiness, this was one of her favorite songs

“In this farewell

There's no blood, there's no alibi

'Cause I've drawn regret

From the truth of a thousand lies

So let mercy come and wash away

What I've done

I'll face myself

To cross out what I've become

Erase myself

And let go of what I've done”

Rose thought of her past while listening to the song. She wasn’t sure when to tell Steven about her past on Homeworld. But she wants to, soon. She had told her husband when they were dating. But her past was behind her now and all she wanted to do was make memories with her friends and family.

"Put to rest

What uou thought of me

While I clean this slate

With the hands of uncertainty

So let mercy come and wash away"

Rose looked at both her husband and son, they were having a good time, Steven was singing along with his friends, and Greg was holding his camera up as he was singing also. Rose smiles, Greg and Rose brought their camera from the house to record the concert. Steven, Lucas, Lance, and Mikey all sang along

“What I've done

I'll face myself

To cross out what I've become

Erase myself

And let go of what I've done”

All of them were jumping and having a good time, Then Rose bumped into the person that they saw when they entered the building. She got a good look at the woman. Her skin is bright lilac, her eyes are dark indigo, and her thick, messy hair is pale lavender and goes down to her ankles, with a large bang that obscures her left eye. She also has plump lips, and a small, upturned nose. Rose saw that Her gemstone is located on her chest, and the bottom half of it was usually covered by her shirt.

“AMETHYST!” Rose yelled because of the music.

“Oh my stars, Rose?” she asked, jumping up and hugging her friend. Rose smiled and hugged her back, enjoying the rest of the concert together, promising to talk later after it was over.

“For what I've done

I start again

And whatever pain may come

Today this ends

I'm forgiving

What I've done

I'll face myself

To cross out what I've become

Erase myself

And let go of what I've done

What I've done

(Na-na, na, na, na-na, na, na)

(Na-na, na, na, na-na, na, na)

Forgiving what I've done

(Na-na, na, na, na-na, na, na)

(Na-na, na, na, na-na, na)”

The song finished, and the next song was playing in a few minutes “Dude! I can’t believe you're here. Did your dad get a plane ride over here?”

“No, my mom wanted to surprise me, and since I love LINKIN PARK, she surprised me with tickets. I wanted to get VIP passes though, but they were sold out, some jokers won them in a radio contest in Delaware!”

“Um, Ames.” Rose lifted her lanyard and showed it to her.

“Oh…” she laughed nervously, playing with her hair. “I didn’t mean it… Um. Comgrations.” Amethyst said, not trying to make this night for her awkward, but it wasn’t working…. It was already awkward.

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At the end of the concert, Greg and everyone showed their passes to the bouncer and they led them backstage to the dressing room where the band members hang out.

He opened the door, Steven and his friends let out a gasp and saw the band members of LINKIN PARK. Steven had stars in his eyes as he was walking inside, he swore that he was dreaming, but he wasn’t he was here! Some other people were talking to the band members as well, and then he saw him — Chester Bennington sitting on a couch, talking with his wife Talinda.

“OH MY STARS!” Rose screamed. Greg smiled and put his hand on her shoulder, Steven walked up to Chester.

“Oh, hold on a sec, Talinda.” Chester looks down and his eyes light up.

“Hi! Are you a fan of me?”

“Y-Yes…My parents are fans too.” Steven said, Greg, Rose, and his friends walked up.

“How are you guys,” he said, smiling. Rose was trying not to scream, cry, or do both and embarrass herself. Greg walked up to him and shook his hand.

“You remember me? I went to your show a few years back when I was dating my wife and you signed my acoustic guitar in my van.”

“Oh, yeah. She was pregnant with your son, right? the tall woman, with lots of pink hair, she was your girlfriend? she’s named after a crystal right?”

“Yes, and we are married now. And this is our son, Steven Quartz Universe.” Greg said, picking his son off the ground.

“Aww, he’s so small. How old are you little dude?”

“I’m seven! my birthday is next month!”

“Well, hope you have an awesome birthday, and you have an awesome name too, little man!” Steven’s eyes were now stars, he couldn’t believe that he had been complimented by the lead singer of a band!

“When did you guys meet again?” Chester asked Greg, Steven was sitting on the man’s lap.

“We met at my show, I was performing and she was watching my show, and then we were dating for a few months.”

“Oh, when did you two get married?”

“Oh, we got married after we had Steven, so it was a few months after.” Rose then walked up.

“It was on June nineteenth, 2001.” Rose walked up to her husband and put a hand on his shoulder. Greg smiled and kissed his wife passionately.

“Oh, Chester. Can you sign our VIP passes?” Greg asked.

“Wait, I want you to meet my friends, Chester!” Steven said, running off and grabbing his friends Lance Mikey and Lucas. Steven brought his three friends over to him, wearing three layards on their own, Chester signed them. Steven got a little drawing on a Pikachu on his.

“Thank you, Chester!” the man smiles and nods.

He pulls Greg to the side and they talk for a little bit about something.

Greg, Rose, Steven, Lance, Mikey, and Lucas were all in Greg’s van, driving to the hotel, Rose got a text from Ameythest asking if they all wanted to come to dinner with her tomorrow night, Rose texted her back. Arranging plans for it.

They went back to the hotel to get some sleep for the next day.

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A\N: And done…. I realized that I’ve been doing this story for SIX weeks now, and I’m thrilled with this so far, I don’t know when Rebecca is going to contact Greg and get the arrangements set up for the show and things like that. But hopefully, it’s soon. Anyway…Bye, guys.

[romana-after-dark]

24, 27, 34 for the invasive asks please if you’re comfy 🤍

Hi june!!!!

24. Can you separate the art from the artist?

Yeah, unfortunately I gotta being a fan of classic rock ;-; Fen and I were JUST talking about this today! There's a line to walk to be sure, and every situation is different. I listen to a fair amount of The Eagles and Don Henley's solo stuff on spotify, which I know gives money to the artist but the way I see it 1. I will not go to concerts, if I buy merch it'd be from etsy or redbubble etc. I try to minimize it. but 2. It's way past their prime, the height of their fame is over. they will not get any less famous and don henley will not have any less of a legacy if I dont listen to him. However, some stuff I draw my line at, like up and coming artists or top artists. But that doesnt come up a whole lot as most of my music is from the 2000's and older XD Fen and I who are both on the trans spectrum say we dont care if people are harry potter fans and watch streaming, or reruns on tv its when its like, going to wizarding world or the squishmellows. anyway that was so much but im fresh off a topic with a friend.

27. Do you have any tattoos?

YES! 9 and 1/2. 1/2 are my eyebrows LMFAOOOO they are microbladed and only temporary. my favoite is my handmaids tale tattoo on my thigh. It looks fucking sick. I love that book hence my handmaids tale au joel. This summer i wanna get the linkin park logo on my wrist on my birthday, where i have sh scars as a tribute to chester bennington who died on my birthday. He was a big inspo to me and helped me a lot during my teens.

34. What's your most controversial opinion?

Great question. I got a lot of things im thinking on and feeling and discussion with friends so I a lot of stuff isn't really set. I grew up super homeschool catholic conservative, my dad was like, Rush Limbaugh tea party, my mom was a nun ;-; so a lot happened. I am a leftist now thought LMFAOOOOOOOOOOOO. Yes christmas is interesting. esp bc i dont celebrate it ;-;

Off the top of my head though is I think drag is cringy. IM SORRY! I JUST DONT GET THE APPEAL! But i'll fight to the death for y'all right to do it and if i had kids and they wanted to go to a drag queen story time, i'd take them. No hate, just not my thing. I respect the effort that goes into it though.

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[kindervonjupiter]

Chester John Kramer-Hoffman

Son of Queen Angel Kramer-Hoffman aka Jigsaw and Detective Lieutenant Mark Hoffman

Godson of Amanda Young and Lynn Denlon

Namesakes: Chester Bennington of Linkin Park, his great-grandfather John Kramer the OG Jigsaw

Age: 13

Birthday: December 20th

Appearance: He's a 5'7" chubby guy. He's got his father's blue eyes and his mom's nose. He's got a cyberbite piercing in his lips, and his eyebrow pierced too. All self done. He's got a stick-n-poke of an alien head on his left hand near the thumb and on his right hand, he has another stick-n-poke tattoo of a red spiral between the thumb and index finger. That one was done by his auntie/godmom Amanda. He always wears black graphic tees and black denim pants with black boots. He has long brown hair he keeps in a ponytail all the time. He's always wearing black eyeliner and eyeshadow to cover up his dark circles from staying up playing watching horror movies and listening to music all night. He wears a ring he made out of a saw blade around his right middle finger, and wears a locket of his parents and his great-grandfather around his neck at all times. He only takes it off to shower. His ears are stretched to an inch, that was also self done. He also has an industrial piercing, that was done by his mother.

Personality: He's only nice to his family. If you're not his great-grandfather, his mother and father, his godmoms, and his uncles he will not give a fuck about you. It's cause he has 0 trust despite living for 13 years. He loves to sing with is mom and aunt/godmom Amanda. His favorite to sing is his namesake's band Linkin Park. His best song he can sing is The Catalyst like his mom. He's very protective over his family too. So if you talk shit about anyone he loves he won't mind chaining you up in the bathroom. Since he's Jigsaw's son and the son of a detective he's VERY spoiled and untouchable, but he knows when he gets in trouble he gotta face the consequences of his actions. He maybe a teenager, but he does participate in the trap making. He prefers to work on the more theatrical ones like his mother's Creep Crucifixion and Baptism to Hell. He's strong like his parents so he can bring a lot of muscle in the building of the traps. He's proud of his family's "business" and cannot wait to become Jigsaw the 3rd when he becomes of age. He wants to be the Robin to his mother's Batman so bad. He wishes he could have met his aunt Angelina so bad, but he knows she would have loved him! He hears stories of her from his dad and he loves her even more. His great-grandfather is absolutely over the moon for him. He looks up to his great-grandfather and wants to make him proud, and he does make John proud! He knows the importance of this work and will gladly follow in his family's business. His great-grandfather is one of the most important people in his life and he would die for him. He loves his auntie who is also his godmom Amanda. He would also die for her as well. And he often worries that she hates him cause he's the son of Hoffman but snaps outta it cause he remembers that he's also his mom's son and Amanda loves his mom so much so she can't hate him that much. Chester's a good but sinister boy, and we wouldn't have him in any other way.

[italianexotiicbeauty]

( verse name: a relic from the past. )

( verse tag[s]: v | aerials up high in the night sky [ v1 ], clouded memories from a former life [ v2 ] )

( this verse is solely non-kayfabe, leaving behind her background forever as a former wwe superstar - wildfire is no more. )

> name: Mary Elizabeth Savarese 

> date of birth: August 15th 1984, 9:18 am.

> former residence: Wilmington, NC

( hometown: hamden, connecticut )

> current residence: Atlanta, GA 

> former occupation: wwe superstar ( years active: 2010 until 2020. )

> current occupation: gymnastics coach at The Peach Pit Gymnastics, Cheerleading, Dance & Trampoline & Tumbling. 

did gymnastics from fourth grade all the way up through college

> education background: Hamden High School ( Class of 2003 ), Quinnipiac University ( COMBINED DEGREE - BA/MS in Interactive Media | Class Of 2008 )

> languages known: English, Italian, Irish, German, Spanish, Portuguese, Greek, Mandarin.

> height & weight: 5'3", 175 lbs.

> hair & eyes: black ( shoulder length) with red ends, dark brown.

> piercings: both ears, right tragus, & left eyebrow

> tattoos: ( the only ones applicable anymore. )

bioshock infinite vigor / murder of crows ( symbol ) - right side of her spine / AUGUST 2013

bioshock infinite vigor / shock jockey ( symbol ) - right side of her spine / directly under murder of crows / AUGUST 2013

hibiscus flower wrapped around a short board ( surf board ) - torso; left side / DECEMBER 2013

sleeping giant castle ( outline only | upper left side of her back ) / MAY 2014

linkin park: winged solider. ( left bicep ) / JANUARY 2015

“megazord sequence has been initiated.” ( text in front of an outline of megazord; with a lighting bolt at the edge of it | torso - right side; april 18th 2017 )

“i admit i made mistakes / but yours might cost you everything / can’t you hear me calling you home?” - linkin park, talking to myself ( lower right side of her back; fine line | june 18th 2017 )

small twin dragons with demon arms ( fine line ) with the text, “heaven earned another melodic angel. chester bennington - 03.20.1976/07.20.2017" ( july 25th 2017 | on her upper back )

queen symbol at the base of her neck ( august 4th 2017 )

august 15th 2018, inner forearm, right arm.

> tattoo body representation: anna meliani on instagram ( minus her hands )

> orientation: bisexual greyromantic 

> face claim: emmanuelle chriqui 

> vehicle: 2019 jeep gladiator truck.

> pet: artemis, 3 year old female Doberman ( fixed. )

sky's the limit, gymnastics home gym.