#and his emo boyf

[justaz]

lance finding keith’s jacket after he leaves for the blade and for some unknown reason he keeps it in his room even though the very sight of it hurts his heart. after keith comes back “bigger, cooler, and grizzled” lance eventually notices that keith won’t be able to fit into his jacket and knows that it was from his dad and holds a lot of sentimental value so on their trek back to earth lance spends all his free time tailoring the jacket to be able to fit keith comfortable and still be the same jacket from his dad so none of the sentiment is lost. keith tearing up when he sees his jacket bc he thought it was left behind on the castle ship and lost forever, now more sentimental value on it bc lance poured a lot of time and energy, his blood (literally. the amount of times he poked himself with the needle bc red got jostled is insane. he’s surprised his didn’t pass out from blood loss. luckily the jackets red so…), sweat, and tears into making sure keith could keep the only thing he has of his dad with him after everything

[where-are-the-spooky-gays-2]

I stick by what I said earlier. Stronk farm emo break cityboy punk over he knee.

— 👑

R E A L and said cityboy Punk isn't even mad about it either

[mycharacterdump]

𝐆𝐀𝐁𝐄 + 𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐂𝐀

You were screaming at the Evangelicals They were screaming right back from what I remember When you said I will never be your vegetable Because I think when you're gone it's forever But you know I'd stand on the corner Embarrassed with a picket sign If it meant I would see you When I die.

[belphieslilcow]

i love having belphies comic seance card bloomed/deflowered/idolized/trained/i dont know what it's called cause now i get to see belphie in his cute ruri chan cosplay during battles hehehe

[the-duke-of-nuts]

Day 6: Rockstars @dukexietyweek

This is what happens when a certain Snake forgets to lock his Wine stash resulting in a chaotic Duke drunkenly serenading his boyf with Emo music

[cynical-demon]

(Emo gay boyfs-)

Crow finds a fluffy black cat with purple eyes and six ears

Crow smiles a little and kneels down. “Hello.” He holds his hand out to the cat

[toomuchracket]

definitely girlies new wallpaper. 🤭 before she had him being all soft and cute. this one is badass and very cunty.

the soft and cute one has been relegated to being your homescreen, and the emo serving cunt moment is your actual lockscreen - any time you get a notif and you see it, you have to fight the urge to giggle and kick your feet because goddamn your boyf is hot. actually, along those lines, i definitely see you as being the type to tipsily go around at parties when matty is on tour and repeatedly click on your phone so the lockscreen is visible and just say to everyone "no but seriously look how fucking hot my man is. i love himmmmmmm!!"; one of your friends sends a vid of it to matty and he finds it so endearing, probs because he does the same thing with the pic of you that's HIS lockscreen lmao. and then when you're at parties together... you do the same "look at my baby" bits but just irl lol. it would be lowkey sickening in a bad way if it wasn't so entertaining, and you guys weren't genuinely sickening in a good way lmao <3

[rad-rat-with-a-tophat]

day four of @thetheatergremlin's boyf riends week

✨reunion✨

It was the summer before college and Jeremy hadn't seen Michael in two years. In those two years he'd made new friends, got closer with the ones he already had, and started a mildly successful band.

He wrote the songs and was the lead vocalist, but the fact that most of them were about Michael and how he never got to confess to him and how he was still in love was a total coincidence. In his defense he was the songwriter for a midwest emo band, ignoring the facts that they were from New Jersey and he'd written most of his songs before starting the band.

So here he was, about to start his last set in his hometown with his best friends Jake, Brooke, and Chloe. Christine was in the audience shouting their band name, More Than Survive, at the top of their lungs.

Jeremy and Jake were positioning the mics while the girls were fixing their makeup.

"Dude," Jake said.

"This might be our last time performing in Middleborough,"

"Yeah," Jeremy responded, unwanted sadness pooling in his stomach. Him and all his friends were going to New York for star's sake! He was getting out of tiny little town, out of the endless high school classes, and the shitty classmates who made fun of him for his "stupid gay songs"

But in truth, he was gonna miss his little hometown. He was gonna miss all the good memories. Those with Michael and those without.

Damn, two years later and still not over and still not over him, Jeremy thought to himself. Before he could start full-on monologuing to himself, Brooke and Chloe rushed on to the hurriedly built stage.

"Two minutes until the show starts everyone! Two minutes!" The announcer said into his microphone.

Tonight was the perfect night for what might be their last time performing in Middleborough. The sun was setting, the air was humid but there was a perfect breeze, and there was that slight chatter of people enjoying the time they had before returning to the hell known as school.

Just as Jeremy and the rest of his band got settled, Jake with his guitar, Brooke with her bass, Chloe at the drums, and Jeremy at the mic, a sharp buzz came from the announcer's mic before saying, "Hello and welcome everyone to our 14th annual Summer Performance Festival! Starting us off is the two time winner of Middleborough High School's Battle Of The Bands is More Than Survive!"

Looking out from the stage Jeremy felt a calm he only ever did when performing. On stage he felt confident and at peace, things he could never be normally.

"Hi everyone! We're More Than Survive and we'll be performing three songs for you tonight! Each one had been written or inspired by different members of the band! Our first one was prompted by our wonderful guitarist, Jake Dillinger!"

The first song they played was called what the fuck is a ttrpg? Which was written because Jake needed a song about a huge giant crush he had on this one podcaster who had a podcast about Magic: The Gathering, Pathfinder, DnD, and other card games and ttrpgs alike. Jeremy had never listened to the podcast because he wasn't the biggest fan of them, but he had Jake write a letter about everything he liked about the guy and then Jeremy the turned the letter into a song.

The song ended and the audience launched into applause. Jeremy smiled, overwhelmed with appreciation that he started this band. Sure, it was originally because he needed a way to release his pent-up feelings but now others could too! All because of him and his friends! It fucking rad.

"This second song is called is called ride to pinkberry, written by our amazing drummer, Chloe Valentine and mega-talented bassist and back-up vocalist, Brooke Lohst!"

Brooke and Chloe smiled at the applause, neither of them seemed like they were in a midwest emo band. Brooke was wearing pastels with gentle make up, and Chloe looked like modern Regina George with slightly less pink. But anyone who doubted their stage presence was completely wrong. Without them, Jeremy and Jake would just be two losers with okay music but no personality.

Right at the middle of the musical interlude, Jeremy noticed Jake staring at one singular spot in the crowd, mouth slightly ajar. Jeremy turned his gaze towards the spot that Jake was looking at.

There he saw a short, but absolutely shredded guy around their age who had blonde hair with a purple streak which eerily fit into the description of podcast guy in what the fuck is a ttrpg?

Guess podcast guy might return Jake's crush, Jeremy noted, observing the shorter guy's star-struck face.

But then Jeremy noticed the people next to podcast guy.

One of them was a fairly tall girl that he'd never seen who had her phone in her hands, but was still looking at the performance. Then he saw Christine who he guessed must have invited these people.

And then he saw someone who he thought he'd never see again.

A face he hadn't seen in two years, the face of one Michael Mell.

Before Jeremy could have a larger reaction than Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, the musical interlude finished and Jeremy came back in to finish the song.

"Uhm, now for our third and final song," Jeremy stuttered, the first time he'd done so on stage since his first several sets. "We have a fan-favorite written by y-yours truly, cardigan!"

The crowd erupted into a surprising amount of applause for a local band, none the wiser that Jeremy was on the brink of a panic attack.

They started the song, Jeremy trying but failing to pull his gaze away from Michael, who was staring at him from the start of the song.

"...and i gave you my cardigan and you said that'd you'd give it back,

but now it's two years later and it's clear that i'm never gonna get it back,

but i don't mind, no i don't mind,"

Michael stared at Jeremy, he looked almost the same as he remembered him, albeit taller, older, and a little fuller. But nonetheless he was beautiful in the way that only your oldest friends could ever be."

"...and now i'm sitting here alone, wishing that i was stoned in your basement,

but now it's two years later and i never ever got the chance to say i love you,

and i can't mind, no i can't mind,"

Jeremy knew he was screwed. He just sang a song he wrote about his childhood best friend while making direct eye contact with said childhood best friend. He. Was. Screwed.

The rest of the set passed with a blur, Jeremy couldn't even remember leaving the stage.

"Jeremy," Approached Brooke carefully, gingerly touching his shoulder, "Are you okay?"

"Michael. In the audience," Jeremy gasped, panic catching up to him once the adrenaline of performing started to wear off.

Just then a figure appeared in front oh him.

Michael.

"Jeremy?" He asked, voice a bit deeper than he remembered but otherwise the same comforting sound that warmed Jeremy through his whole body.

"Jeremy are you okay?"

Jeremy laughed, bitter and choked with tears that were starting to form. "I just sang a song about how I'm still in love with my childhood best friend after two whole years in front of that best friend. Do you think I'm okay!?"

Michael considered this for a moment, "Yeah well, that best friend is kinda still in love with you after two years so..."

Jeremy's gaze shot from the floor to look Michael straight in the eye, Jeremy was still taller than him but not by much.

"Oh," He stated simply. "Oh,"

"Yeah, can I hug you?"

Jeremy nodded collapsing into Michael's arms. Their hug felt the way it always did.

Yeah, there would be things that had changed but right now Jeremy was only focused on how good it felt to hug someone who had been missing from his life for the past two years.

[fbfh]

MORE ABOUT MY OCS (I LOVE YOU GUYS THANK YOU FOR HYPING ME UP ABOUT THEM) (also I added oc content to my tag list!! it's just going to be any random tidbits I post for now but I'll also tag anyone on there when I have updates on writing/publishing original content if you wanna stay up to date lol)

Jason and Margo as you s/o:

Jason Howard 

You want a hot slightly emo/scene skater boyfriend of your dreams?? Congrats you won the boyfriend lottery with Jason. Lo and behold, another skateboarder. Pretty unflappable with a great sense of humor, Jason is a teenage dream of a boyf. Whenever you see him, chances are he’ll be doing something dumb with his friends, then get completely distracted when he sees you. His gaze will go all soft when his eyes land on you and he gets that little smile he only gets around you, then he’ll totally wipe out and crash land hard. He laughs it off (so do his friends) and walks over to greet you with a smooch. He’ll make you a lot of playlists. Like a lot. Like I hope you have time to listen to all of them. If you’re not already into pop punk, you’re about to be, bc that’s what half of his playlists for you are. Every couple weeks or months he’ll get bored and want to dye his hair another color. He always says he wants to shake it up and do something different, but it’ll probably end up being some combination of black and whatever’s on sale from manic panic. He dyes it your favorite color for your birthday month every year and it’s fucking adorable. He wants you to “help him” every time he does dye his hair, even though he can basically do the whole thing himself. He just wants you there with him, and you’re always happy to keep him company. 

Margo Baccay

Margo has some of the worst burnt out gifted kid syndrome you've ever seen, and now the only thing she has brain cells for is you. She’ll steal your hoodies in a heartbeat, and live in them 24/7. Whenever you go over to her place to hang out or pick her up, her little sister will run off giggling. Her sister knows absolutely everything about you, and thank god you have her seal of approval. Margo’s love language is binge watching shows together, or doing absolutely nothing over facetime for hours (where her sister will inevitably pop in to say hi at least once). She’s so tired all the time to begin with, and she likes you so much that there’s a good chance she’ll fall asleep on you at some point. She loves your jokes and sense of humor and has a folder in her phone of screen shots of your texts that she looks through when she feels shitty. She has another folder full of pictures and videos of you that she looks through when she needs a little dopamine hit. Half the time if you ask her what’s been going on, she’ll start rambling about the show she’s in the middle of binge watching, giving you all the tea. By the time she’s done, you can jump in the middle of the season and watch it with her, and you won’t have missed anything. She’s very thorough in her critiques of the characters terrible decisions, and you always love to hear it. 

[namuneulbo]

week one hundred and eight

its december already.

l joined mikumåndag on monday. thats so fun!! he seemed excited ab it and thought a lot ab what song to add and it ended up being a winner. ns started picking winners each week so im sure it feels good to be the first one. it was reflection by balance and composure. my pick for the week was the clay pigeons cover by michael cera and although it wasnt one of the winners, n said she thought it was cute and added it to a pl so i still feel like a winner hihi.

the local high school was hosting a little second-hand evening so me and l went to that. we didnt find anything but i tried on a ragged sweater that a was selling but it was a tad bit tight around the neck and also just too expensive for me to just casually get it, yk?

on tuesday i had class and afterwards i went to go look for a top. ive been wanting just like, a basic white and a basic black top to serve slutty 2000s emo in. i got a push-up bra as well so im serving hard. l was helping me in picking a top bc i didnt know whether i should get it or not bc of how long it was so when i wore it cropped it was so scrunched up. i ended up getting them and im loving them so far. it was so funny as well bc the dressing room was so dark so like i had to take pics with my front camera w front camera flash on and it had to be a proper close-up so hed even be able to tell that it was scrunched up so it ended up being a super seductive pic TT i did tell him before hand like "yea uh i could take a pic but just so yk the angles gonna be a bit,,, interesting," and his immediate reaction was "send a pic," "now," "NOW," ":)." it was funny. hes so cute. he does that quite a lot like just repeating words in that way when he wants something. its cute.

wednesday was quiz. i got there before everyone else which was a bit humiliating but it didnt take too long for a and v to arrive. alsoalso wrapped released on wednesday so i was having a lot of fun watching everyones wrapped. my top artists were paramore, fob, the police, the 1975 and mcr.

on thursday i watched superbad. it was a fun time.

the police cover band was playing on friday so ofc i went. it was fun as usual and theyre so talented! afterwards me and l got food and l slept over.

saturday morning me and l went to a café for breakfast! i just had coffee and then when i got home i had a sandwich with my mom and her friend, m, who had slept over as well. before me and l had gone to the café, mom told us she had talked w s and d and another guy she didnt remember the name of (it was i) which is so funny. my moms first words were "i talked to the singer of the cover band, he was really attractive!" i mean he is but i was so caught off-guard. she then followed w "s was quite handsome as well!"

i was so bored on the saturday though — after everyone left then. i played some guitar and the usual stuff. did some coloring. ive almost finished my coloring book so i should get a new one soon. i think ill just get one once ive moved bc im sure they have nicer ones in stockholm.

ill end this entry w a thought, to all the people that dont read these entries, i feel like i should change my anonymous naming system. the letters get confusing since ik so many ppl w names starting w the same letter. maybe i should just do like,,, code names of some sort? or maybe just something more simple like bff l and boyf l (although hes not my boyf YET but idk like,,, id prefer boyf l over talking stage l). ill see what i do next week :)

sotw: spiritbox - hurt you

[where-are-the-spooky-gays-2]

they sat next to each other for a few seconds in todays video, does that count :)

It absolutely does <3

[warriors-firecat]

probably gonna make a whole sideblog for my MLP Nextgen OC AU

but first i gotta check with my boyfie to make sure he's cool with me including his emo guy in it (he doesnt have tumblr, might try and turn him to the darkside [the darkside being tumblr])

if he's not i'll make a guy for this AU to serve as my Ponysona's boyf. But yeah keep a lookout for that.

[edducard]

I PUT WAY TOO MUCH EFFORT INTO THIS HELP

[seokmatthewz]

LIM JIMIN ✬ WHO, YOU? ✬ 191214

[pluto-quila]

im pluto

im 17, a senior in hs

i love mtg, dnd, poetry, art, and greek mythology

i use they/she pronouns

im bisexual

dms always open, and i love making friends.

<3

[kenneth-omega]

it is Wednesday my dudes