#black days

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Fell on Black Days - Soundgarden (1994)

[something-tofightfor]

Birthday Kiss #6: Tim Rockford

Pairing: Tim Rockford x Female Reader (Black Days Pairing)

Word Count: 1,290 (whoops.)

Rating: M - but this one's a little darker. Mentions of police work / on the job dangers.

Summary: A Birthday Cake Kiss

Author’s note: 9 Pedro Characters. 9 Birthday Smooches. These are very lightly edited because they're supposed to be quick. Wanted to give all of you a gift to celebrate my birthday - Detective Rockford came to the party.

This is the Black Days pairing... in the future, and with a couple of hints about things to come sprinkled in.

You knew that the sick feeling in your stomach wouldn't go away until you were sure that Tim was safe. 

He’d texted you earlier in the day, just after your lunch break and asked you to call if you had a second. And when you did call, you’d known something was wrong immediately, his voice hesitant but still somehow calm as he told you that he was taking part in a raid later that afternoon, and that he’d let you know when it was over and he was back at the station.

That wasn’t new - you’d been with Tim long enough that he’d made several arrests based on warrants and even done a few busts since you’d met him. But the specific case he was calling about was different, and he hadn’t made it a secret to you that when and if the arrests happened, there would likely be danger. 

You appreciated the warning. You appreciated the call. And you appreciated that Tim hadn’t tried to downplay the seriousness of the situation whatsoever the most. But that didn’t mean that  for the rest of the day at work, you checked your phone every few minutes and your local news stations just as often to make sure that nothing had gone wrong. 

And it didn’t - until about 6:30 when the news cut in with a special report while you were making dinner. You turned the burner on the stove off, heading from the kitchen and into the living room to take a seat on the couch, both hands covering the lower half of your face. 

The raid hadn’t just gone wrong, there was an active police standoff in the building, and the entire area was cordoned off while they called SWAT in. You watched for almost two hours, what you’d been cooking siting forgotten in the kitchen and fighting back the urge to text Tim - scouring every pixel on your TV screen for even a glimpse of him. 

But there was nothing - the news crews were too far back to give you any real look at the scene, but the fact that he hadn’t gotten in touch with you told you that Tim and his team were likely fully involved… and you were terrified. It made you understand exactly what he must have felt when it came to you being in danger, and you hated it.

You were even more terrified when the scrolling ticker at the bottom updated to report that shots had been fired and there were injuries, but that until the situation was resolved, there was no way to know who was hurt, or exactly what happened. 

And when the story changed four times in twenty minutes, you finally turned the TV off and just started pacing in the open space between the couch and  the kitchen counter, arms crossed over your chest and your teeth nearly chewing a hole through your lower lip. 

He was going to be ok. If something had happened to him, you would have gotten a call - either from the hospital or from one of Tim’s coworkers. You tried to convince yourself that even though it was nerve-wracking, the silence was a good thing… maybe even the best thing. 

You were sitting out on his patio in the dark, your phone on the table in front of you when you heard the glass door slide open behind you, followed by the sound of your name. Your heartbeat stuttered, and before you could even think about speaking, you were on your feet, spinning to face Tim. 

He looked terrible - his hair out of place, the white shirt he wore covered in dirt and one sleeve torn at the shoulder seam. Tim hadn’t even pulled off his shoulder holsters, though when you wound your arms around him and hugged him tightly, you felt that they were empty. “Whoa, wait a second, you -”

He swore, one hand pressing to your lower back, and at the sound, you stepped away, frowning. “Tim? What are -” He was looking down and you did, too, your eyes going wide at the sight of the piece of cake that was smashed and on the ground beside your feet. “What is that?”

“It was birthday cake.” He took a deep breath, and when you looked back at him, you saw that Tim was frowning, disappointment apparent on his face. “I stopped and got it for you on my lunch break because I figured I wouldn’t have time after we finished, and I was … right.” 

You covered your mouth again with one hand, inhaling sharply. In the chaos of Tim’s raid and the following debacle, you’d legitimately forgotten it was your birthday in your concern for his safety. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to… I was just so happy to see you, Tim. Are you alright? Did everything … are you hurt? Your shirt is -” 

“I’m fine.” He closed his eyes, sighing. “Scraped up a little, and I’m gonna have bruises on my knees and probably my belly because I got shot, but -”

“What?!” You backed away fully, jaw dropping. “You got fucking-”

“I was wearing a vest.” He held up a hand, shaking his head. “I’m fine. None of us got hurt, but a couple of the people we were trying to arrest weren’t so lucky.” He didn’t elaborate further, and so you took a few more seconds to look him over - the low light on the patio doing him no favors when it came to making him look less exhausted. “Think the cake’s a lost cause, though.” 

Despite the severity of the situation, you smiled at his words, reaching out with one hand to run your knuckles along his jawline. “Maybe not.” He looked confused and watched as you crouched down, swiping your fingertips through the part of the cake that wasn’t touching the ground before you stood and collecting a glob of it there. “Looks like we can still taste it.” 

He didn’t expect you to hold your hand out toward him, but when you did, one eyebrow raised and a half smile on your face, Tim leaned forward and parted his lips to take a bite. He smiled at the taste of it, but when he straightened up he was frowning again, chewing and swallowing before he spoke. “It was your cake. So why did I get to -”

“Because it’ll taste better this way.” You stepped closer, mindful of his injuries, and placed your hand on his hip, carefully resting the forearm of the hand with the frosting-tipped fingers on his shoulder. “Thank you for coming home to me, Tim.” You saw his eyes flash at your words, the reaction accompanied by a single, sharp nod of his head.

He was prepared for the kiss, and you tasted the lingering sweetness from the frosting as soon as your lips connected - but that wasn’t enough. He encouraged you by settling his hands on your sides and pulling you closer, and you slid your hand up the center of his back until you could curl your fingers around the center of the holster strap, the leather soft against your palm. 

As the kiss continued, you felt him shifting under your touch - the muscles in his back flexing, the tilt of his head changing so that he could more easily deepen the kiss and Tim sighing into your mouth, you finally felt the tension bleed from you. 

When he pulled away for air, you both sighed again, though neither of you said anything right away, and neither of you let go of the other. And when he finally did speak, his voice was stronger again, the sound more similar to what you were used to. “I’m always gonna come home to you.” 

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Just a quick scene from chapter 1 of Black Days by @something-tofightfor I'm so behind on all of my Pedro reading but I really hope he gets his key lime pie 🥧

If you're a Pedro fan and love reader inserts, you have to check out Rachael's masterlist. She's covers a huge chunk of his characters and has written boatload of wonderful content!

[dbaydenny]

If I said nothing

and looked the other way, clouds

would blacken my days.

D W Eldred

[wearefearlessbr-blog]

A Tree Productions acaba de anunciar a primeira turnê brasileira da banda Dance Gavin Dance com a BLACK DAYS. A turnê irá passar por Porto Alegre, São Paulo e Curitiba em Fevereiro de 2018. Os ingressos já podem ser adquiridos em www.maisshows.com/dancegavindance Dance Gavin Dance é uma banda de post-hardcore americana formada em Sacramento, Califórnia, em 2005. Atualmente a banda é formada por Tilian Pearson (Vocal limpo), Jon Mess (Vocal gutural), Will Swan (Guitarrista e Vocalista), Tim Feerick (Baixista) e Matthew Mingus (Baterista e Percussionista). A banda já lançou sete álbuns de estúdio, um EP e dois álbuns ao vivo. A banda vem pela primeira vez ao Brasil divulgar seu mais recente álbum, intitulado "Mothership", lançado em 2016 pela gravadora Rise Records. A atração encarregada de abrir os três shows da turnê brasileira, é a banda paulista Black Days, formada em 2015 e com um ótimo EP na bagagem, a banda desponta como uma das gratas surpresas do underground nacional.

[tampon-on-the-sidewalk]

Dark Matters: Individual Track Review

Paradise: Okay I was giddy about this song when it first came out and had it on repeat for a few weeks, then let it sit for a tiny bit and even now it’s still a great track and I’m still as giddy as I was when I first heard it. It has an older Rasmus, mainly Dead Letters/Hide From the Sun feel to it.

Something In The Dark: Okay so I’m getting major New World vibes from this?? Like that’s the strange thing I’ve noticed about these tracks, they sound more-so like what you would hear on Lauri’s solo album rather than The Rasmus. Not necessarily a bad track, but doesn’t have that Rasmus feel to

Wonderman: I AM SO GLAD I WAITED FOR THIS SONG. It is much heavier than their old stuff and yet sooo reminiscent of say, Dead Letters and Black Roses. I really love how this song flows and funny enough, the repetitive part is my favourite in this track. I’ve always loved when they layered parts, so the last chorus is fantastic. A great track.

Nothing: It’s very strange hearing the opening right after Wonderman, it opens your eyes and makes you pay attention a bit more. I love the effects in this and that beat is pretty great. Musically this is a fantastic track, not too sure about the lyrics but.-shrug-

Empire: I was really intrigued by the opening of this song, this definitely has a Rasmus feel. I know the personal connection to this song by both Lauri and Pauli which makes me partial to the song as well, I love the lyrics and I love the bridge and how it’s so mellow and then goes into an almost hip-hop track? It is such an interesting and fresh style and yet it still says The Rasmus.

Crystaline- I’m getting major Black Roses vibes from this song! Like Dangerous Kind/Your Forgiveness, but mixed with It’s Your Night from their self-titled album? Even hearing some Paradise in here. It’s like a blend of the best bits of each album IN ONE SONG.

Black Days: Okay when I first heard this I was ‘meh’, but this is a great tack too! I love acoustic as y’all know so the verses were fantastic. I almost feel a Sail Away vibe to it.  And then of course you have the modern pop elements added in too.

Silver Night: Okay so this is like, coldplay meets maroon five meets THE RASMUS. It still has their feel to it, especially with the ostinato and gosh I love this track. I often catch myself humming it at work.

Delirium- A theme I’ve noticed in this album is starting off soft and acoustic and going into something much more experimental. This could easily be a dance track.

Dragons into Dreams- I had SO MUCH HOPE FOR THIS. And I was let down. But, as another review said, The Rasmus does have a tendency to end their albums with a very calm/somber song, and I guess from the title I didn’t get that vibe. It’s actually a very optimistic song and while not my favourite track by any means, the second listen redeemed it for me. I’m sure once I listen to the album another 20 times I’ll end up falling in love with it.

Final thoughts: Okay, so I will say their versatility and experimentation are truly what makes The Rasmus, well, The Rasmus. They are true artists in that respect. As an album, this is a great archive of all of their best bits of previous albums in brand new, still fresh tracks. It’s something that I can’t even explain but it works SO. WELL. FOR. THEM. I think this album might get them the US recognition they deserve.

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Fell on Black Days - Soundgarden (1994)