this is my version of the 1996 brainiac album "Hissing Prigs in Static Couture" (with Jinx)
this is the original
here's a nice playlist for everyone, that wants to take a listen and start with brainiac
I relate to that. it's fun :D
mr plant:
if you hate christmas:
you both hate this shit
it's all tRaDiTiOn, kitsch and cliché
you only care about argos's presents and actually love the present part
you guys are literal kids
doing everything anti christmas (not red, green, gold, instead blue, black, white, and silver)
you play metal and do weird poses to it or just headbang (mr plant sometimes just stands there and smiles)
slipknot, korn and some moany deftones are your shit
also some muse and nirvana
you are total rebels and punks (burning fown christmas trees, ripping apart shit, breaking decoration etc.)
if you love christmas:
you'll have a hard time with him but argos will definetly help
buys meaningful presents
bakes and bakes and BAKES AHHHHH (insert corey taylor scream)
argos:
if you hate christmas:
he'll awkwardly slurp his barszcz (polish/ukranian red beet soup)
will try to cheer you up to love christmas
doesn't really work though
is in shock when you spill red wine on purpose, eventually catches up though, total madness
you getting madder, and madder AND MADDER
will wrap a soft blanket around you and cuddles with you while watching some random german christmas movie junk (cause they're the only ones that are actually good)
if you love christmas:
baking, cooking and slurping together
annoying mr plant with your junk and mass of decoration
it's a mess honeyyy
there will be flour (and blood) all around the place (it's a reference to a german christmas song or rather a parody of it)
you can see which side I'm on
I don't understand anything right now in class so this happened...
I know that's really basic but my first song was Teenagers/I'm Not Okay
I like your hair
I love your style
I hate your voice
and the way you smile
you say you care
but look at you
you dirty little liar
have enough people fooled
story not mine, but needed to share :)
It was warm, and the water felt amazing against your body. It relaxed you. Soothed you back into ease, which was the thing you needed.
“Thank you.” You whispered, as you laid out in the water, looking up at the sky.
Bucky turned his gaze to you, furrowing his brows as he swam over. “Thanks for what? Swimming with you?” He chuckled.
You shook you head, and met his gaze. His blue eyes making your stomach flutter. “Thanks for always being here for me.”
For a moment, he just stared at you, his eyes lingering as your words had echoed in his ears. The day he met you, he was broken, damaged at best, but you had saved him. From hydra, and most of all, himself. And because of that, he made it his life mission to always be there for you whenever you needed him. And even the times when you didn’t think you did.
Bucky was drawn to you. Felt the need to protect you at all cost. And somewhere between the years, he realized the truth. He realized that he was falling in love with you.
Without a word, he leaned in and gently pressed his lips to yours. Immediately you were taken aback, but as his hand cupped your cheek, you motioned back.
Everything in that very second felt right. Like everything had fallen into place.
You didn’t want it to stop. But as the sound of footsteps growing near, you pulled away. Feeling your heart beat rapidly.
“There you two are!” Sam exclaimed. “Y/N, Steve has been looking for you.”
You swallowed hard, glancing at Bucky then back to Sam. “Okay, I’ll go find him.” You forced out.
Sam looked to Bucky, and huffed, “So this is what you do on your time off?” He scoffed.
Before Bucky had time to respond, Sam strode off back towards the door. Leaving you two alone.
Climbing out of the pool, and wrapping the towel around your body, Bucky had his gaze locked on you. His bottom lip in between his teeth.
“Look, what happened between us, didn’t happen okay? We can’t–This stays between us. Got it?” You exclaimed. “It will just complicate things.”
Bucky slowly nodded, a small smirk playing on his lips. “Nothing happened.” He muttered.
“Good.”
Turning your back to him, Bucky cleared his throat. “But I must say, you are so damn beautiful.” He stated.
my favorite is mama and dead!, maybe even teenagers. OH YEAH, and blood!
but I need to say that my heart stops everytime I hear welcome to the black parade
your scent is still here in my place of recovery | he/they | call me puddin, I'm your j♡ker
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