#emerson barrett kropp

[so-emo-i-fell-apart]

I need to stop researching Palaye Royale lore because I keep getting stuck on that they used to be called Kropp Circle and they were a Disney Next Big Thing

[remingtonisleithal]

Morning Light

Chapter 3

Remington Leith x female reader

Warnings: vampire stuff? Not heavy gore or anything, just mentions of vampires feeding

Summary: Remington and Y/N meet again

A/N: sorry it took so so long for the next chapter!! Mental health has been failing and both of us have been very busy. This chapter is by me but the fic is a co-written series (check out @cursivetalk!!). this is kind of a filler, but hopefully I'll be writing more often <3 also the image is by the amazing @fedorable-killjoys, thank you!!

“This needs to be fast, I have to meet our fans after the show, thank them for coming,” Remington said, as he guided Y/N backstage to a cement brick corridor. “But I need to talk to you. I need answers.” Remington let go of Y/N’s arm and gently turned her to face him.

“Well, so do I.” Y/N said, in a harsh way, surprising herself and Remington by the bitterness in her voice. 

Remington furrowed his brows, facial expression asking the question without using his voice.

“I don’t-,” she paused for a moment, and huffed. “I don’t remember anything.” She looked away from Remington’s bright eyes, in an attempt to hide what could be seen in her own. “All I know is I was at a ball. And then some time had passed, I don’t know how much, but I woke up in the bed of a kind family who took me in. That’s all I remember. Before all this went down, you were the last thing I remember.” The way Y/N said this was more accusing than statement, causing Remington to raise his eyebrows and defend himself. 

“I’m sorry, are you blaming me? Because all I ever did was try to protect you.” The venom in his voice and protective glare in his eyes proved he was telling the truth. 

A moment of silence. The passion in his voice caused Y/N to wonder if something had happened between them in the time she had lost. 

Remington let out a sharp breath. “And what exactly ‘went down’?” Remington prompted.

“I don’t know. But now I feed. I’m assuming, just like you. Unless there is another way to live centuries without dying that I’m unaware of.”

Remington looked down, and nodded ever so slightly. Ashamed, somehow, despite it not being something he could help. 

“May I ask you something?” Y/N said, quickly before she could lose her nerve.

“Anything,” Remington said, quickly before he could stop himself. 

“I-Do you know anything about what happened to me? It had been… a while, that I don’t remember.”

“Unfortunately I was hoping to ask you where you had been for the last century and a half. I-” I missed you, he thought to himself. But how could he tell a woman he had but one evening with how she stayed in his heart for 166 years? He couldn’t. 

The backstage door flung open and Sebastian strode in. 

“Rem, we have to-” Sebastian stopped mid-sentence upon seeing Y/N. He had spent days looking for the mysterious woman his brother had fallen for, spent years singing songs his brother had written about her. Spent decades trying to block out the memories of that night. 

His face lost all expression as he gazed into Y/N’s eyes. For a second, a memory flashed through her head. A voice. ‘It was you?’. 

Remington looked back and forth. 

“Sebastian, this is Y/N, you might remember her from one of our affairs.” 

“I remember her. And don’t talk 1800s to me, we have well and truly aged past it. Come on, Emerson is facing the fans alone.” 

“OK, gimme a sec,” Remington told his brother, turning around to face Y/N. “Meet me back at this pub, tomorrow night?”

“Ah, yeah, sure! Around 7?” Y/N asked, as Remington got pulled out by Sebastian. 

He was already through the door when Y/N heard him shout “I’ll be here!”

—

Y/N had spent the day on autopilot, mind racing. She didn’t eat. She didn’t sleep. But she didn’t need to, she had enough yesterday to get by (the complications of being undead: you need things to live, food and water and sleep, but nowhere near as much as the living). By the time it was 6 o’clock, Y/N was pacing around her bedroom trying to figure out what to wear. 

It was times like this that she really wished she knew another vampire besides the one she was about to see. You can’t easily ask your best friend “what should I wear to see the guy that I met in the 1800s at a ball and I fell in love with then I became a vampire and didn’t see him in over a century?”. Alas, after enough pacing, she found the perfect outfit. All she needed was a little lipgloss and a lot of courage. 

When she got to the bar it was ten to seven. Enough time to panic, but not enough for a full blown panic attack. Her anxiety would just have to wait. She walked into the burgundy room, warm lights providing enough light to see but not much more, though this meant little to a creature of the night. She spotted Remington’s blonde hair immediately, despite the crowd. He was sitting down, knee-bouncing in the corner booth of the bar, obviously trying to calm himself down. Hey, maybe my anxiety and his will get along, Y/N thought with a wry smile. Remington noticed he was caught, and with a small laugh, he walked over to greet Y/N. 

“Hey,” He said. Y/N temporarily forgot words, instead just blinking at him as he went in for a hug. It was somehow cool and warm all at once, a soothing thrill being in his arms. 

“Uh, hi,” she said with a smile. Wow, nice recovery, Y/n. 

“So,” he said, walking back to where he was seated, “what do you want to talk about?”

“I don’t really know where to start. It’s not every day you meet a vampire that you hadn’t seen in over 150 years,” Y/N murmured, careful with her words. 

“166,” Remington blurted, as Y/N used all the care and there was none left for him. “Uh, it’s been 166 years. Since we met. I, um, did the math.” 

“Well, you already know more than me. Everything before… well, I don’t know. But the years after I was turned, and before, are all a blur.” Y/N replied after a moment, trying to remain cool. “Do you, uh, do you have any idea what happened. Did we meet again or something? Because I feel a very strong connection to you but I’m not sure why.”

“No, unfortunately not, though I would have loved to get to know you more back then.”

Do vampires blush? It was a question Y/N had never pondered, nor needed to until that very moment, when she got her answer. Even the undead can turn red with the right situation and person. 

There was a moment of silence full of discomfort, not because of the company but because of the emotion. Y/N put an end to it. 

“I think I’m ready to order. Are you?” 

“Yes, but only if you’ll let me pay.”

A smirk tugged at the corners of Y/N’s lips. How many times Remington replayed that imagine in his mind. 

“Ever the gentleman, my lord,” Y/N teased, returning to the lively person she used to be, and as Remington placed a hand on the small of her back to guide her through to the bar, time seemed to slip. 

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[bellltreee]

palaye royale/kropp circle are literally emo jonas brothers

[c0llege-the-r0se]

I wanna start a petition for palaye royale to re-release their kropp circle songs…..like please

I need to hear rem saying that he can’t stop the rain

And it’s impossible to find their songs so just pls palaye

[palayeroyalemerch]

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[mysadblacksoul]

Royal Television s4e3 - Emerson Barrett cut

[friendlyneighborhoodgrunge-hippy]

Straight up, fuck emotions.

*plays the entire The Bastards album*

[hxndrixthealien]

Mr. Danzig 🙌🏻

[so-emo-i-fell-apart]

Laying awake wondering how disney channel would have differed if Kropp Circle won NBT and we had a show on them instead of the Jonas Brothers

[dollymoodboards]

"Where there is no imagination there is no horror."

10.28.2020: Halloween Countdown 🎃

[endless-falling]

Emerson 10/20/2020

[iamnotbonkers]

Emerson: A drunk mind speaks a sober heart

Sebastian, drunk off his ass: beesechurger

[pandaanarchy]

[plagg-wants-cheese]

THE BASTARDS

I cant-

[patitotodd]

Emerson and Remington in the Crankthatfrank vid, doing his makeup are my two last braincells

the braincell that does stupid shit

the rational braincell that’s laughing at the stupidity that i’m about to do while crying that it can’t to anything

[theh0lyandm0therly]

Palaye Royale:

Soldiers of the Royal Council: Is THaT a mOrninG liGht ReFereCE™️ ?