emo/alternative band imagines and preferences

Gold Medal Ribbon - Vic Fuentes - Pierce The Veil

Yeah the title has nothing to do with the imagine but so what half of these don't I just like the songs and had to call them something

sue me

Dont actually I'm a bean plz

(S/n) is sons name

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"Hey ma" your 5 year old son (s/n) says innocently, making his way into the kitchen where you were cooking dinner for you, your husband Vic and your son

"Yeah baby" you ask, taking the pot off the stove and to the side

"Can you teach me how to play guitar?" He asks with a sweet smile

"Aww s/n I barely play" you say, he sighs, you pick him up "but I'm sure your dad can" you give him a reassuring smile and tickle his tummy "hey Vic" you call out into the house.

Vic comes out to the kitchen from the hallway "yeah babe, what's up?" He asks

"S/N wants to learn play the guitar" you say

"Aww does my little baby boy wanna learn to play like his daddy?" Vic says bearing a huge grin, taking S/N off your hands and tickling him, earning high pitched giggles

"Stop dad it tickles!" You son squeals

"Not gonna unless you help me set the table" Vic laughs

"Ok ok!" Vic puts your son down and he scampers off with a plate to the dining room

"Vic, you're such a great dad" you say, giving him a quick peck on the lips

"I know" he sass' flicking his hair over his shoulder

"Now don't sass me and go set the table, dinners almost ready" you slap his butt playfully as he walks out, he turns around with a grin and winks at you

"Ok ok mum" Vic rolls his eyes taking some plates out

-time skiperino-

"so S/N you ready to learn something cool" vic says after dinner

"yeah!" you son cheers with his high pitched voice, jumping off his chair

Vic looks at you, asking fo permission to get out of helping clean up and to teach S/N to play guitar

you laugh and roll your eyes "its fine i'll clean up" you say, shooing them away

-guess what another time skip-

You finish the dishes and dry your hands on a towel with a content sigh as for you had finally finished half and hour later.

you walked out and into Vic's music room, leaning against the doorframe and peeking through the ajaer door to see your husband with his son in his lap strumming a guitar

you open the door just enough to be able to take a quick but precious picture of the pair

you open twitter on your phone to tweet this moment

@Y/T/N we got a rockstar on our hands @ piercethevic

love you two so much xx

you walk in and vic looks up with the proudest smile "he's really good"

"i could hear, he's gonna be a rockstar" you laugh

"mum! watch this" your son says excitedly

"sure baby" you sit down infront of them, resting your elbows on your your knees and chin in your palms

your son places his fingers on the fret board to make an A minor chord and strums it rhythmically a few times, them changes to a cheats version on G then C. he was playing Riptide by Vance Joy

(*yes i know it is played on ukulele but its usually one of the first songs people learn on guitar as well as uke because of its simplicity - i learnt it when i started teaching myself, and hey ive come this far that i can play you almost anything a few months later haha ok back to the fic*)

"wow S/N!" you cheer with enthusiasm "you are amazing and i am so proud of you!" you open your arms for you son to climb into and give him a big hug

"i'm gonna be a rockstar just like Dad!"

"you bet you are" vic says, giving both you and your son a kiss on the cheek

"Vic you better watch out, he might be better than you" you laugh

"oh no, no one can be better than me i'm the best there ever was!" (*cough* sleeping with sirens reference *cough* ) vic laughs

later that night

@piercethevic replied to your tweet 'fuck being a writer, you should be a photographer babe, look at that angle! haha i love you xx'

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hope you liked it, i really wanted a cute imagine with a kid so yeah here :))))))))

-tyler