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royalebvb409 · 2 years ago
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My camera quality is still shit and I'm still obsessed with @palayeroyale Still fancy remington and emerson 4x always the best #palayeroyale #soldieroftheroyalcouncil #sebastiandanzig #emersonbarrett #remingtonleith #palaye #manchester #livemusic #manchesteracademy #5yearslaterstillobsessed #emo #rock #alwaysworthit #bestnightsofmylife (at Manchester Academy) https://www.instagram.com/p/CoYTdNxKJ0Q/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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HI EVERYBODY !!! I'M SIGNED BACK IN AND I'M BACK IN BIZNEZZ >w< REQUESTS ARE OPENNNNN !!!
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emogothchildren · 9 months ago
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emersonbarrett: Wanna join our cult?
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terimuhl · 2 years ago
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Palaye Royale wallpapers
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xthezoebeanx · 4 years ago
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Emerson Barrett - Black Sheep Gifs
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Gifs all taken from Palaye Royale’s Black Sheep music video.
Feel free to send requests if you have any!
Zoe xoxo
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crappy-portraits · 4 years ago
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A fashion icon AKA Emerson Barrett
Instagram: crappy_portraits
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ageathas · 5 years ago
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some recent art of Palaye Royale
Instagram: Ageathas
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anxiousvoidpress · 4 years ago
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DRUNKEN RAGE
"You know what happens to lunatics like you?" He threatened. I only stared back at him with a confused expression on my face. Why was I even here?
A harsh right hook hit my jaw, slamming my bottom teeth onto my top. Time seemed to move in slow motion. I stumbled back from the impact, A metallic taste filled my mouth and dripped from my lips.”
https://www.wattpad.com/story/195471929-chaos-of-the-sane
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thisissandpitturtle · 5 years ago
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Emerson my king👑
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anabluetz · 5 years ago
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vintageemoart · 5 years ago
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Here’s a little Emerson Barrett!!!
I love him so much!!!
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rivers-thoughts · 5 years ago
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Halloween Practice. I'm gonna be a goth pirate (inspired by @emersonbarrett ) show ya'll tomorrow at the dance! 🎧 🥁 🎧 🥁 🎧 🥁 #halloween #dance #makeup #palayeroyale #emersonbarrett #void747 #art https://www.instagram.com/p/B4BIzB4BLOj/?igshid=16p7whwnmi0vp
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I’m taking requests!
I’m writing headcanons / oneshots for some of my favorite bands / artists! The list includes...
Kellin Quinn // Sleeping With Sirens
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Vic Fuentes, Jaime Preciado, Tony Perry // Pierce The Veil
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Remington Leith, Emerson Barrett // Palaye Royale
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Ricky Horror, Chris Motionless, Ryan Sitowski // Motionless In White
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Gerard Way, Frank Iero, Ray Toro, Mikey Way // My Chemical Romance
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Denis Alexandrovich Shaforostov (or Denis Stoff) // (former) Asking Alexandria
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Andy Biersack // Black Veil Brides
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Awsten Knight, Geoff Wigington, Otto Woods // Waterparks
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Themes I WILL write about...
Fluff / Lime (basically nothing sexual, strictly only first base :>)
Comfort-fics - I’ll write comforts for depression, anxiety, gender dysphoria, etc
Themes that I WILL NOT write about...
smut - I can only imagine how uncomfortable they would be if one of the selected artists ran across a MINOR writing smut about them. I just don’t feel comfortable writing sexual things about my idols. I find it weird :/
ships - besides reader inserts, i will not write any ships due to the fact that I find it wrong to ship REAL people. Ships like Kellic and so make me uncomfortable, sorry :/
TW!*
EDs, self harm / suicide attempts, etc - I will never, I repeat, NEVER write about these themes (i mean using these topics as a way to get closer to your idols). It’s disgusting and romanticizing these things.
Teacher x Student - I can’t believe this has to be said, but I will NEVER write a Teacher x Student relationship dynamic. It’s disgusting and not okay in any way.
Pedophilia - Obviously, I’m not writing this.
Incest - Again, obviously not writing this (the fact that these things exist is fucking gut-retching).
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Feel free to request!!!
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terimuhl · 5 years ago
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Palaye Royale wallpapers
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blackveilbridesfirebird96 · 6 years ago
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 Emerson Barrett  The light of this world, everything he touches turns to gold. His words are like a clear blue river running into the time of the unknown. His mind is that of which is so very beyond this world there is no limit to the knowledge to which he knows. His heart is as big as Jupiter brighter than the brightest star ever to be seen. Everything he does is out of kindness, out of caring, out of empathy, Everything he does is out of endless supply of love and happiness. A picture is worth a thousand words they say. Emerson takes it to the next level he creates the words that in itself is the picture. Emerson is the soul of the world guiding those that are lost. Emerson is the Light of the world lighting the way for those stuck in darkness looking for a way out; looking for that light at the end of the tunnel. Emerson is the Inspiration for those to scared to try. When Emerson speaks its like liquid butter pouring out. Its priceless. “what you think about everyday is what you truly become, I communicate in the most effective way through a pen piece of paper,and  my mind; I often find loneliness is the best way to create, I find myself when I’m alone” the words of someone beyond his years, He is the Edgar Allen Po of this sometimes cruel world that makes life brighter, makes you want to get up and do what you want to do. He makes this often cruel world an easier place to live, shows us that we are more than what this world could ever make us. that our search for the purpose is right in front of us should we so dare to look. Lets us know that what we seek isn’t so far away should we choose to chase it. Our dreams are bigger but they are only so far out of reach that we allow them to get. Our lives hold no expectation, no hold so long as we dont allow. we are what we make of ourselves and allow us to become. we are the creators of this world. we decide what we do with ourselves. It is often that we let these go due to outside Influences, the fear of being rejected because we are different. the fear of the unknown. not knowing what tomorrow will bring. Being scared to open our hearts with fear of breaking. Emerson shows that with self love, with belief in ourselves we can do great things. we can change this world, should we want to. we are only as small as we allow ourselves. No one is better than the other, no one more human. He shows us that even with our flaws  the world can’t stop us. we have the power to do what we want to do we just have to reach for it. we all have a choice in this world, what we do, what we say, where we go, how we do things, who we���re with. we have a choice of love or hate. we have a choice but its the choices we use to which effect our lives, but not just us, but the people around us as well. When you pick up that pen, when you listen to that song, when your hanging with a friend, when your out walking in nature, what are you feeling? do you notice your mood? how when you are genuinely happy whatever it is you may be doing that everyone else around you notices? and they in return get in a good mood and are happy because they see you happy? we all search for 1 thing HOPE. we all wish to be loved. we all want someone to say they believed in us. wondering if we would ever meet someone who understands us and how we think, we all want to be seen, to be heard, we all want acceptance at some form or another. no one wakes up wanting to be alone, no one wakes up wanting to be hated, no one wants to wake up to being forgotten. we were never meant to be alone. we weren’t meant to hate each other. we fight because no one wants to admit that they are scared, no one wants to admit they are lost, no one wants to admit that they seek friendship but dont know how to go about it. we all wish for that 1 friend that 1 person that understands and loves us not just for how we look, but for who we are on the inside. Emerson is the example that we can turn our hate into love, turn our anger into understanding. Love is the greatest gift we can ever give someone however much we give. when we smile at someone, you never know how much that might mean to them simply to say it made their day. We were born for greatness. we were made to find our voice, to shine through the dark clouds that hover above, to break out of the chains that hold us to the ground. to chase our dreams to no ends meet. we are bound only by how we choose to live, what we look for in great times. we all are guilty of feelings no one is immune to Anger, Saddness, Happiness, Loneliness, etc. but there are better ways of expressing ourselves than to cause pain and suffering to us or anyone else. we are the greatest beings to walk on this earth but we hold no weight more than the next person. Our souls light the fire that looks to shine to be somethings great. Emerson shows that through something so simple can create and world unlike anyone’s ever known. we are meant to create not destroy.
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grave-yard-baby0 · 6 years ago
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Chérie
His voice was so sweet. like a candy ribbon.His sweet deep voice I loved it it was stuck in my head.The voice that spoke amazing Victorian poetry and lovely French. The love that he could give to me was amazing. I can hear it now but it sounded so much better in person.His voice was amazing.HE was amazing and I loved him. Every part of him like his lips his soft pink lips that tasted just as sweet as his voice sounded. His hands his rough hands that held me close to him in the night. His hands that held my hips as we danced across the wooden bedroom flooring at 1:00am because I couldn't sleep. His chest the one I cried into when. The world was just to much. I loved him every part of him and now he's all mine (sorry if there are any errors I'm not the best at grammar or spelling for that matter)
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