#Ashton Irving

[liifeofadaydreamer]

Alright, all fun (and crying) aside, I have a bunch of drafts between imagines and full out story ideas for 5Sauce. Considering TikTok was my doom stroll and no longer accessible, if you guys want, I’ll keep coming back to this to either post my drafts or go through any requests. If you want more, *gags* like and comment what else you guys like (gets enough traction I’ll post a common ground/new master list)

[luke-s-bitch96]

i’m trying to avoid spoilers about the show like a bloody plague. Did I already fail and maybe see the Setlist yes ,but my show is in September so I’m just gonna like forget it. 

[koisplosion]

Sebastian id pack !

Names:

August, Alexander, Alexandra, Alexandria, Alexandro, Alex, Alexis, Alexia, Aiden / Ayden, Auden, Ashton, Asher.

Benjamin, Bastion / Bastien / Bastian, Bastille, Basil, Beckett, Brien / Brian / Bryan.

Casper, Caspian, Cassian, Callum, Callister, Castiel, Cillian, Crispin, Cyprien / Cyprian.

Desmond, Damien / Damian / Damion, Darien / Darion / Darian, Dorien / Dorion / Dorian.

Emiliano, Emilia, Ethan, Evelien / Evelian, Evelin / Eveline / Evelyn, Evelyne.

Felix, Finnian, Finnigan, Fletcher, Felician / Felicien.

Gabriel / Gabrielle, Gabriela / Gabriella, Grayson / Greyson, Gillian, Griffin / Griffon, Griffith.

Hawthorn / Hawthorne, Hector, Hectare, Hadrien / Hadrian, Hasien, Hastien.

Imogen, Irving, Isadore, Isadora, Ien / Ian / Ion, Irine.

Jasper / Jazzper / Jesper, Julian / Julien / Julion, Julius, Jesker, Julio, Julie, Julia.

Kasper, Killian, Kaspian, Kassian, Kasabian, Katrine, Katrina, Katarina / Katerina, Katrien / Katrian.

Lucien / Lucian, Lucifer, Lien / Lian, Leon / Lion, Lillian / Lilian / Lillien / Lilien, Lucianus, Lucio / Luceo.

Matthew / Matthieu, Matthias, Morgen / Morgan, Mien.

Nicholas / Nickolas, Nathaniel, Nyx / Nix, Nyxton / Nixton, Nox.

Obsidian, Onyx, Oren, Orius, Orion, O'Brien / O'Brian, Octavian / Octavien, Orien.

Parker, Preston, Porter, Poet, Poem, Paien, Peregrine / Peregrien.

Russel / Russell, Rien / Rian / Ryan, Racien / Recene, Regien / Ragien.

Savannah, Sterling / Stirling, Sullivan, Sylvester / Sylvestre, Sylvanus, Sylvania, Spencer.

Theodore, Tristan , Tomas / Thomas, Thatcher, Tobias, Terien / Terrien.

Urien

Void, Victor / Viktor, Victoria / Viktoria, Vespian / Vespien / Vaspian / Vaspien, Vien, Vivian / Vivien / Vivienne.

Wilbur, William, Wacien.

Xaydien

Zadrian / Zadrien / Zaydrien.

1st p prns:

I / me / my / mine / myself.

Ci / cige / ciggy / cigarine / cigaretteswlf

Ei / ege / eggy / eggine / eggself

Fi / fre / froggy / frogine / frogself

Fri / froze /frozy / frozine / frozenself

Mi / me / mounty / mountine / mountainself

Oi / obse / obsidy / obsidine / obsidianself

Pi / pe / pumpky / pumpkine / pumpkinself

Si / se / sebby / sebine / sebself

Si / sebe / sebby / sebastine / Sebastianself

Si / soe / soupy / soupine / soupself

Si / sashe / sashy / sashimine / sashimiself

Si / se / summery / summerine / summerself

Smi / sme / smokey / smokine / smokeself

Ti / te / teary / tearine / tearself

Vi / ve / voide / voidy / voidine / voidself

Wi / wine / wintry / wintine (winterine) / winterself

2nd p prns:

You / your / yours / yourself

Co / cigar / cigars / cigarself

Eu / egger / Eggers / eggerself

Fro / freezer / freezers / freezerself

Fro / frogger / froggers / froggerself

Mo / mounter / mountaineers / mountaineerself

Ou / obsidianer / obsidianrs / obsidianerself

Po / pumpkiner / pumpkiners / pumpkinerself

So / sebber / sebbers / sebberself

So / Sebastianer / Sebastianers / Sebastianerself

So / souper / soupers / souperself

So / sashimir / sashimirs / sashimirself

So / summer / summers / summerself

Smo / smoker / smokers / smokerself

To / tear / tears / tearself

Vo / voider / voiders / voiderself

Wo / winter / winters / winterself

3rd p prns:

They / them / theirs / themself

Ci/cig, cig/cigs, cig/arette, cig/ar, cigar/cigars, cigar/ette, cigar/cigarette, cigarette/cigarettes

Eg/egg, Egg/eggs, egg/eggy

Fro/zen, froze/frozen, frozen/frozens, frozen/tear, Fro/og, frog/frogs, frog/froggy, frog/egg

Mount/ain, mount/mountain, mountain/mountains, mountain/road

Obsi/dian, obs/idian, ob/sidian, obsidian/obsidians

Pum/pkin, pump/kin, pump/pumpkin, pumpkin/pumpkins, pumpkin/soup

Seb/sebby, seb/Sebastian, sebby/sebbys, seb/by, sebby/Sebastian, seb/astiolan, se/bastian, sebas/Tian, Sebastian/sebastians

Sou/p, so/up, sou/soup, soup/soups, soup/soupy, sa/shimi, sash/imi, sash/sashimi, Sashi/mi, sashimi/sashimis

Smo/ke, smo/smoke, smoke/smokes, smoke/smokey, smoke/smoker, su/mmer

sum/mer, sum/summer, summer/summers, summer/summery, summer/summertime

Te/ar, te/ear, tea/er, tear/tears, tear/teary

Vo/oid, vo/id, voi/d, voi/void, void/voids

Win/ter, win/winter, wint/er, won't/winter, winter/winters, winter/wintry, winter/time

Titles:

The gamer, the smoker, the mountain dweller

The seasonal smoker, the village smoker

The farmers smoke buddy, the cigarette owner

The void egg admirer, the frog egg fan, the sashimi lover

(prn) who loves sashimi, (prn) who enjoys pumpkin soup

(prn) who treasures obsidian, (prn) who smokes

(prn) who owns frog eggs, (prn) with the cigarette in hand

(prn) who admires void eggs, (prn) and (prns) addicted self

(prn) who plays games with friends, (prn) with the bottled emotions

Coinings:

Sebastian + romance

Smokerscentstellic - dissomeismoker

Stardewanatomic - stardewgender

Voidchickspritic - obsidiagem

Mascorette

Tagging:

@the-church-of-strabismus @sanguinaryfreaks and @hewasanamericangirl

Request status on the inbox

Please read the byf linked in fox's pinned post

[gaunt-and-hungry]

A Wretched Star to Be Born Under

A sneak peak into the newest chapter coming out for Brine and Ice

Summary: Another Sledge Party returns from The Revenge, provisioning and supplementing The Terror. Heinrich deals with some unwanted sensations for the reverent Leftenant Irving. Tons of awkward tensions. Content Warnings: None Word Count So Far: 2,121 Name drop of Lillian McNeil of @ashton-slashton

“That would be Mr. Reiss then. Graham is with him,” Edward Little’s spyglass gave a pleasant ‘clink’ as it was snapped shut in the cold of his fingers.

“They’re late,” Erebus paced along the gunwale of the Terror, “But alive. Must count our blessings, Leftenant,” he assured. “I’ll report to the Captain.”

It was the third sledge party to make it back. Getting to the Revenge was easier than returning, laden down with the provisions and needs of the crew. A straight shot across the ice it took them just under a day to reach the sanctity of the Revenge. There was a shift in temperatures across the northern belts of floes that prickled the pack of waves that froze and thawed like clenching fists around the warm currents that trickled down from the north. This thaw and refreeze could only be seen once they reached the precipice of where The Revenge patrolled the furthest sheets, locked into her own harbour of frigid waters like a caged animal.

May was never this cold from what Erebus had recalled. He knew these waters but had never traversed these narrow shulks of waterways. He was not foolish enough to, though clearly he was foolish enough to wander out into such violently inhospitable reaches for the sake of others. Ross owed him, that was certain, and it took everything within his power to not hold any of the spite he felt for Ross against him as he, himself, was paving a way through the ice. Three and a half years they had been lodged in this hellscape, suffering the weight of lightless cold and hours of perpetual twilight that shook the skies with ribbons of fluorite and seafoam greens.

For all that the Frozen North held within its grasp, the end of the earth was closest here than it was anywhere else in the world. Stretches that maddeningly were endless and yawned anciently as if a perverted idea of purgatory had swallowed them whole occupied the eye. There was no wonder as to how they ended up in such clutches. But that mattered not. What mattered was the aching creaks and groans of the bodies of wood that threatened to cave like the ribs of a carcass snapping wide to bear open the welcome sight of her innards. When water began to pool beneath the hulls of the ships, everyone felt it. The canting was violent as the slick and supple lubrication of fluid against rutted wood. The search party that Erebus had lead was not met as welcomingly as he had anticipated. But a full belly with food that was not tainted with old lingering haunts of a poorly constructed tin had a tendency to shift the tone and mood of many. Consolidation on needs that would be most prevalent were carried with them.

“How did you find us?” was the first thing that he was asked as he warmed himself by the stove in the great cabin on Terror. He was given a teacup of coffee. Francis looked at him knowingly. It was hot and that was all that mattered. Some sort of unspoken understanding passed between them as if Francis had confirmed a suspicion he had even though they had met naught two hours prior for the first time in both of their lives.

“That is what I do.” He had replied candidly. “That is what I am good at.” he offered but then paused. “Lillian McNeil,” he finally spoke and confessed. “I know him. If I did not, well…” He shook his head. “I would have figured it out.”

There was an unspoken understanding between Captain Francis Crozier and Erebus, the two of them sharing a queer and mutual comprehension that seemed to exist both outside of the hulls of the ships and yet woven tightly betwixt the both of them like a thread. He had told the Captain, now Commander of the Expedition, that Ross had sent him. There was a hope that glimmered in Francis Crozier’s eyes when those words were spoken. Knowing that there was aid to be had from the other ship, though some miles between the two of them, had done something to Captain Crozier that had the man looking as if he had received the greatest news of his life. “Deus Ex Machina, aren’t ye?” He had said it with a laugh. Disbelief in his tone as he huffed out that exhale. “For what it's worth, lad, I’m glad you are here. I’m not a man that believes strongly in anything I cannot see with my own two eyes. But I can see you. And I believe you. And you are a right blessing.”

Something shifted inside Erebus. Something hideous had shifted that day when he met Francis Crozier for the first time. Something hideous cracked inside his body and began to leak an unknown warmth deep in the pits of his body. “I will get you out of here.” He promised solemnly. 

—

Whatever they had done to stave off the thing that was called Tuunbaq seemed effective enough. Though, knowing Heinrich, the thing was giving him the broadest berth that it could with the horrors that the man carried. Crew took over, eagerly following the barked orders of Leftenant Little and the rest of the team that came to gather their beloved crewmates inside the warmth of the belly of Terror, harbouring her young like a great beast in the hellscape that they were entrenched in.

He was beaming, quite proud, as he lingered to watch the swarm of midshipmen and alike unpack their sledge and usher the cold frigid and yet heaving hot bodies into the berth of their vessel. He watched as they swarmed like hungry ants for something that promised a next day and a proper meal. The sledge parties had gone without a hitch save for the storms that whipped viciously like an angry lashing through the barren tundra. The ever-white stretching on forever with little to shelter from hideously malicious winds could rip tents apart with the smallest of effort. For what it was worth, half catering to the directions of the other crew, they had managed to harbour safely along the ice flats that bore no topographical safety. They used the piled sledges to maintain a barrier between them and the direction of the wind, which seemed to sometimes change on a whim simply to spite the teams.

Most of their casualties were toes and, unfortunately, one pinky finger, the thing snapping right off like an iced-over twig in a much more familiar cold. Alas it was out of Heinrich’s control and far beyond the decency he would allot himself in this setting. He was there to keep the thing at bay and he did so quite well. The cluster of men were using what daylight they had, the hour late and dinner far for certain something that ought to have been underway by now. With all that they had brought it should last them a bit more still yet, supplementing their lack of proper sustenance that should have been adequate for their time already spent frozen in.

He examined the thaw happening about the hull of the ship, the water pooling a hideous hazard to the men as it would occasionally refreeze, pushing up and out in the flexing of the jaws of ice. Currently, it sat as a placid puddle about her body, several feet deep and so briney as to smell it on a stale day. It always reeked a bit of iron. He paid it no mind and consolidated his efforts in whittling away at whatever unusual force was causing such a malady in this inhospitable and desolate place. Even the indigenous folks were aware that something horrifically unusual was happening. There was no secret about that.

He was discrete, of course, and always was. But what he could not be discrete about was beginning to deeply rot inside of him like an infection. He mulled it over for a moment, the hideous machination that was bubbling up inside of him as he anticipated the source of the infection at any moment. Hodgson was off duty today. Which meant that surely it would come tapering down at any moment to provide the other Leftenant with much needed support in coordinating and organising the men. He was, after all, brilliant with maths.

“Mr. Reiss,” the voice had come from a direction that he was not anticipating it. He did not turn around. For he could not, his blood both simultaneously boiling and freezing over all in one fell swoop. He pretended to be occupied with something on his sleeve. He pretended to not notice. Finally, the voice was just beside him, behind him, far too close, far too pleasant, far too shaky in the cold. He wanted to fix that. And that, of all things, was a problem. “Mr. Reiss,” he called again, quieter. There was no need to shout in this proximity, after all.

His hips swayed as he turned but did not move where his feet planted; he smiled, fond and careful, charming as always, and a head taller, “Oh! Leftenant Irving. Nice of you to come. I have your manifests,” He pulled them from somewhere in his coat and handed them over, hands gloved in the finest of leather and fur that anyone aboard the ships had ever seen. They paled in comparison to anything that even Sir John Franklin would have possessed, damn and curse that man’s husk of a body. His jaw clenched as he watched Irving’s trembling hands accept the neatly bundled and tied parchments. His scarf had fallen loosely around his throat a little, exposing a bit of his throat as he looked up at Heinrich with a glimmer in his eye and a smile on his cracked lips. Heinrich wanted to vomit.

“Oh! Oh you are quite well with this all,” he spoke, his mittened hands fumbling with the folds of his greatcoat as he tucked them away hastily. “I m-must ask you,” his teeth began to chatter and Heinrich had half of a mind to shut him up right then and there, a visceral reaction coiling inside of him. “Would you be coming in and down for dinner? I’ve come to collect the lot of you two,” he gestured with a cant of his head to Little who was still coordinating the men, steps slick with fresh snowfall as they carefully team hauled crates and casks together. 

This surprised Heinrich for it was not what he was anticipating at all. He had been prepared to droll about the materials and foodstuffs. He was prepared to discuss the extra fabric and blankets and some other raw materials which could be of use in keeping the crews comfortable. He was prepared to discuss the numerical values of every minute detail down to its last ounce. He was not prepared for John Irving to invite him to dinner. “In the Wardroom? With the lot of you?” His wrist made a limp circle as if collecting every bit of command into that encasement of which he would then be a part.

“It is the least we can offer for such efforts and your…” he licked his lips and Heinrich did the same. He desired to yell at the younger man for such a thing. Useless it was to apply saliva to one’s lips in these conditions. He ought to pull his small round of a tin and dab the oily slick of a salve he had brought along and run his finger along those slightly parted lips. He was snapped out of his thoughts, “generosity. It would be quite pleasant for you to share a meal with me- Ah- with us.” He smiled mindfully then, the coldburn of his cheeks inflamed. 

“I could never deny your hospitality,” Heinrich’s feigned control was fitted to the small of his back as he tightly clenched his fists in a mock parade rest. He bent at the waist to masque the gesture as nothing more than simply courtesy. “I would delight in joining you for dinner, yes,” His accent was thick, his throat tight. 

The way that John Irving seemed to rise on the balls of his feet for a moment and then lower himself back down not once but twice gave Heinrich the impression of someone resisting the urge to flee and run from him. Yet he stayed himself, hands clasped behind his own back. “I will help finish this up here then, you ought to head in. You must be utterly chilled to the bones,” his smile never left his lips nor the tinge in his chilled cheeks. Heinrich felt fine.

[theturntechgod]

Ten Characters, Ten Fandoms, Ten Tags

Tagged by @georges-chambers Thank you <3

1. Leuitenant John Irving (The Terror)

2. Sherlock Holmes (BBC's Sherlock + the books)

3. Count Olaf (A Series of Unfortunate Events)

4. Dave Strider (Homestuck)

5. Lestat De Lioncourt (Interview with the vampire book + 1994 film)

6. Basil Hallward (The Picture of Dorian Grey)

7. Distortion Michael ( The Magnus Archive)

8. Newt Scamander (Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them)

9. Klaus Hargreeves ( The Umbrella Academy)

10. Monsignor John Michael Pruitt (Midnight Mass)

I don't have enough friends to tag people who weren't already tagged, or even 10, but I would tag: @croziers-compass @pocket-peglar @georges-chambers @ashton-slashton @jirving @officious-sea-lawyer @moonmeydn oh and you're a mutal too @daincrediblegg

[daincrediblegg]

get to know your fanfic writer

tagged by @kittensmctavish (thankies my friend)

When did you post your first ever fanfic?

in the mid 00's... to fucking quizilla. may she rest in peace.

First Character(s) you wrote?

Oh god... that fuckin guy played by Michael Palin from A Fish Called Wanda and an oc I created (I was 13. so as you can see I have fucking always been like this about pathetic old men.)

Main Character(s) you’re currently writing?

Lady Terror and Francis Crozier (first and easily foremost. honestly I've written more shit for him in the last 8 months than I have for anyone in the last several years. it's a little ridiculous), Valery Legasov, Hari Seldon.

Character(s) you haven’t written about before but plan to write about soon?

I have been meaning to give some extra thought into certain crewmember's perspectives on Lady Terror and their interactions with her that I've been meaning to flesh out- the top 3 of those for me are Tozer, Hickey, and Irving/Hodge (I see them as part of the Lieutenant unit tbh), and some of the other men on Erebus as well. But also there are a few OC's within the Lady Terror family tree that I want to get to writing, as well as some from Crozier's family as well (who I've been faceclaim casting for months lmao).

Fandom(s) you’re currently writing?

Everyone under the beautiful Jared Harris umbrella, tbh. Primarily The Terror and Chernobyl with a little Foundation sprinkled in for flavor. Tomorrow? Who knows...

Platonic pairing(s) you’re currently writing?

Oh loads. I've been writing lots of interactions between lady terror and a big list of folks from the terror (mainly: Thomas Blanky, Silna, Jopson, Goodsir, JFJ, and many many others), but also lots of interpersonal stuff between others on the ships as well.

Romantic pairing(s) you’re currently writing?

(sing it with me if you know it) CROZIER X LADY TERROR!!! Going on like 8 months strong.

Your top AO3 tags?

Fluff, Angst, and Smut (and god damn if that doesn't sum me up)

Current platform you use for posting?

Tumblr primarily but if something feels fleshed-out enough I'll throw it up on Ao3 as well.

Snippet of the WIP you are currently working on?

hmmm... since I wanna try and get out the first section of one warm line out for tomorrow's crozier birthday celebrations... how about I tease some vampire stuff hm?

The Lady made short work of curling against Francis’ leg, leaning her head gently against his thigh and nuzzling at his knee as her arm snaked around his calf. She pressed a small kiss to the bony space there, and sighed at the feel of his hand when he reached out to brush through her hair gently, reclining at their mutual touches. But then her kisses grew in frequency, dotting further and further up his thigh. Francis chuckled. “You seem in want of something, Love.” he sighed, low, a smile in his voice as he tangled his fingers in her dark tresses. “Should I call Jopson?” “I’m not hungry,” she replied, pressing another kiss to the delicate skin near his hip, where she paused, dark eyes blown over black gazing up at him with a desire from under her eyelashes, “... not in that way.” Francis chuckled to himself at the prospect. It had been a moment since she’d had her way with him. And if she wanted this, he was certainly in no state to refuse her. “I see, ” he replied, leaning a little forward as his gaze softened. “What is it you crave, then, hm?”

Hmm... now who to tag...

@prismatica-the-strange @ashton-slashton @gaunt-and-hungry @jokerownsmysoul @charismat1c-megafauna... and anyone else who feels such a desire to do so? yeah.

[lavndrlights]

🎲 hehehe

read more cause you have so many babies for me to love . . .

Kathryn Vandeleur - Lilac Acosta Elena Fairchild - Sylvie Davino Adriana Perez - Giselle Irving Carver Halstead - Shayla Tsai Giselle Irving - Jevoni Harris Peter Elias - Jax Smith Wendy Davis - Jett Marshals Kalani Kito - Conrad Halstead Jaxson Simone - Genevieve Stowell Atticus Hudson - Kamari Gaha Conrad Halstead - Carson Ray Kamari Gaha - Ximena Vasque Aurora Maris - Ivorie Kuang Niamh Meath - Olivia Rathbun Finn Turner - Niamh Meath Elias Winters - Isaac Alwyn Marquis Greenaway - Bryony Chambers Giselle Irving - Bentley Curver Nathan Alverez - Lale Bolat Wendy Davis - Trey Woods Camden Hayes - Conrad Halstead Leah Wang - Bryony Chambers Bonnie Faulkner - Serena Miller Drew Yukimura - Derya Olgun Bryony Chambers - Viviana Chapman Elena Fairchild - Lucas Mitchell Wendy Davis - Andres Ortiz Mateo Gutierrez - Stanley Jennings Bridget Lancaster - Bonnie Faulkner Leanne Clarentine - Niamh Meath Arielle Hart - Carver Halstead Liam Argent - Stanley Jennings Kathryn Vandeleur - Ainsley Baldwin Leonardo Cross - Christian Baker Genevieve Stowell - Ayla Bautista Elena Fairchild - Nolan Ambrose Alexander Galanis - Kathryn Vandeleur Julian Lopez - Carver Halstead Naomi Cunningham - Kamari Gaha Lale Bolat - Armani Huang Henry Danielson - Niamh Meath Blair Andrada - Derya Olgun Jake Carnegie - Raven Carlisle Neveah Williamson - Leonardo Cross Peter Elias - Dante Sato-Teigan Dean Halstead - Bianca De La Cruz Lale Bolat - Brinley Anderson Giselle Irving - Willow Patterson Iridescent Choi - Carver Halstead (foul btw) Genevieve Stowell - Santiago Amir Sage Vidette - Bryony Chambers Yazmin Nidez - Wendy Davis Chad Culver - Elias Winters Chasity Rivers - Minerva Bailey Leonardo Cross - Zander Knight Peter Elias - Rhys Atkins Vincent Ames - Raven Carlisle Minerva Bailey - Lance Decker Dean Halstead - Mariposa Ferreira Charlotte Thorne - Zach Derman Lelia Yukimura - Minerva Bailey Lale Bolat - Aurora Wilson Brennon Derman - Peter Elias Charlotte Thorne - Valerie Flores Aurora Maris - Adelia Rojos Daiyu Xue - Leonardo Cross Bonnie Faulkner - Carter Wright Conrad Halstead - Novalei Bradford Kai Jacobs - Raven Carlisle Elias Winters - Felix Holloway Stanley Jennings - Diego Fernandez Aurora Maris - Ashton Maddox Charlotte Thorne - Callie Rivers Bonnie Faulkner - Lacey Zhao Stanley Jennings - Marco Rossi Derya Olgun - Cheyenne Chen Elena Fairchild - Theia Moore Minerva Bailey - James Knight Vienna Baldwin - Derya Olgun

[kindahoping4forever]

Take My Hand Irving - 25 June 2022

[strstrckphoto]

Ashton Irwin || Take My Hand Irving || 25 June 2022 || Toyota Music Factory || DO NOT REMOVE WATERMARK OR CAPTION

[lashton-is-my-drug]

June 26, 2022

Ashton posts via his ig story. Video of Ash’s playing drums during “Take My Hand” in TMH tour in Irving, TX (June 25).

[domlovescolson]

The EST! ❌❌🖤

[ashtonsunshine]

// IRVING TONIGHT // WHO ARE YOU BRINGING TO THE SHOW? // - 5SOS

[txthemoon]

D A M N

[saintlaurentcalum]

cheeky boy 💞

meet you there | irving, tx | 9.27.18

MY PERSONAL PHOTOS!! DO NOT REPOST WITHOUT CREDIT!!

[prettybabyhazza]

because I miss my sunshines right now. ✨

(MYTT Irving, TX 9/27/18)

[immadontstopacoustic]

this was the opening to my concert and yea ik it took me a while to post but I was being a lazy fuck and I have really bad memory so here u go for now and I will post another soon maybe idk btw u can hear me say babylon a few times while my mom is filming

it. was. fucking. awesome.