#im low on gas and you need a jacket

[imsogayyippee]

oh. that's gore. that's gore of my comfort character. /ref

[the-black-parade-system]

”but I will soon forget the color of your eyes

and you’ll forget mine.”

SCREAMING AND CRYING

[evilwithcarne]

“You're just another set of bones to lay to rest

I guess it's time to say goodnight

Hope you had a really good time

Good time

But I will soon forget the color of your eyes

And you'll forget mine…”

I’m low on gas and you need a jacket - Pierce The Veil

[josh-is-so-dun]

back on my emo bullshit

[soup-is-nice-sometimes]

Hey again, the silliest. Silly is back home. And I want to know this time what you think about this one song

ABSOLUTE BANGER !!!! i love ptv and cwts this is one of my faves from there 😭 it's so good and idc if the "and i will soon forget the colour of your eyes" line is overrated IT HITS HARD EVERY TIME !!!! (also good to hear you're back home!)

[digital-vic]

"slow conversations with the gun. mean more than ive ever said to anyone."

[pantheon-is-my-only-saviour]

So I’ve been listening/watching the acoustic version of Pierce The Veil’s I’m Low On Gas and You Need A Jacket.

I was scrolling down and reading the comments when I saw this.

and coming from someone who is going through a breakup, this speaks out to me.

Perhaps, I too will forget the colour of her eyes. I’m praying and waiting for that day to happen.

[cherryviscera]

... and youll forget mine

[cupcakes-n-cigarettes]

[musicabsorber]

GAHSHSH

#ilove #ptv #palmsprings

ugh im tired ok by:D

[geffenrecords]

ptv has good music but randomly vic says some really stupid shit .

[highandscared]

BUT I WILL SOON FORGET THE COLOR OF YOUR EYEEES AND YOULL FOORGET MIIIINE

SO KEEP IN HAPPINESS AND TORTURE ME WHIIILE I

TELL YA LETS GOOOOO IN STYYYYLE

(/); O;)/)

[inncubus-honey]

leaping into his arms

a/n: omg a stray kids fic!!!! im sure yall noticed i lost a bit of love for stray kids; i just got overwhelmed with keeping up everything all the time and i was going through major stuff so i switched to writing for cod, but i think im gonna write for them again. slowly, but, i may put out some more skz fics.

kim seungmin x gn!reader

Word Count: 1.7k

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the desperate need to be understood yet so terrified to be known wears heavy on the heart and mind. just wanting to tell someone, anyone, who speaks to you just how tired you are of fighting those feelings, how numb you feel when you’re alone. to quietly sit with your friends in a restaurant, your mind tuning everything out as others laughed, talking about everything and anything under the sun, it was like watching everyone move in slow motion. just feeling like you’re falling behind as everything inside was fighting, creating inner turmoil.

until you met him that was.

you bumped into kim seungmin during a late night walk; you had just dinner with friends, along with some soju and beer. it had been one of your better days. your mind was quieter all day while your heart felt normal for once, so you indulged with soju and beer. while seungmin had done a late night walk and stopped to get a drink from a nearby convenience store. you had stumbled a bit over a rock while you were already a bit tipsy, thankfully, seungmin who just rounded the corner saw you wobbly on the rock and caught you in time.

his quick thinking allowed seungmin to catch you by your waist which caused your face to bump into his chest. a low groan left your lips as you made contact with his chest, it felt your soft pillow at home. but once you felt arms around your waist, you finally opened your eyes to see a handsome young man holding you up against him. quickly straighten yourself up from the mans hold, you dusted yourself off and fixed your jacket and bag.

thats when you got a better look at the man before you. a soft light from the cool toned street light created perfect shadows upon his face. whiskey eyes watched you, taking in all of your features as they were coated in the same lighting. your features ingraining themselves onto to seungmins eyelids, he never wanted to look away from your sculpted beauty. 

“i-im sorry about th-that…are you alright?” you mumbled, hiding your arms behind your back. seeing you immediately straighten up and act like you didnt almost trip caused seungmin hold back a chuckle as he sipped on an americano. it was like watching a cat act like it didnt caught in some place it wasnt suppose to be.

“its alright, i was just in the right place at the right time. i should be asking if you’re alright? do you need help getting home?” he returned the question as strands of his blonde money piece(think maxident seungmin). as you took in all of him, you shook your head a bit as you finally realized he replied back.

“oh…no thanks, im good. its late, we probably both should be getting home.” you quickly, trying to get around him as you didnt want him to waste time on you.  but as you tried to push past him, he gently reached out for your wrist causing you to stop in your tracks.

“it wouldnt be wise to walk home this late at night by yourself after having drinks…let me walk you home. please.” he spoke as the wind softly picked up around you. you thought to yourself about how right he was, but your mind was fighting with you on accepting his help. you were you, which meant you were normally by yourself. 

you looked after you.

but your heart pulled towards his whiskey eyes and the soft hold on your wrist.

“ok. thank you…” you trailed off for him to finish.

“kim seungmin. and you?” he let go of your wrist as you both started walking the direction of your apartment. 

“___ ___. nice to meet you, seungmin.”, you smiled at him as he sipped his coffee. his gazed trained on you, your voices carried softly on the night wind. your gazes meeting as you turned up to meet his eyes; your heart felt funny as he gave a boyish smile which allowed you to see his dumpling cheeks.

“so what were you doing out this late, seungmin?”  you questioned. various street and neon lights reflecting off the both of you. each lighting and shadows burning themselves into each others heart, slow steps being taken to draw out the time together.

“i was craving a snack and americano. were you out with friends?” he asked, throwing away his empty cup, his hands sitting in his grey hoodie pocket. your hands rested on the front of your body as you held your bag in front of you, soon you turned the corner that led to your apartment building.

“um..this is me. thank you for walking me all the way back, seungmin. i didn't mean to bother you this late at night.” giving him a slight bow, you started to turn and walk away not wanting to keep seungmin from going home any longer.

“ hey ___ wait!” he called out, skipping three steps to meet you in front of the glass doors. a nit startled at how fast he jumped up the steps, you stumbled a few steps back to give more room between each other.

“you didnt even give me a chance to respond. did i upset you that much?” he teased. you had to fight the faster beater of your heart with his lips turning into a smirk. you shook your head as you realized what it looked like to leave him so suddenly.

“no! no…i just didnt want to keep you here any longer is all. you must be tired and wanting to get home…” you trailed off, feeling weird to express such things to a stranger you just met. boyish charm, glistening smile and big boba eyes almost acting like a finishing hook in your brain as they dug those feelings you thought you were use to ignoring.

“good cause i would hate it if i did upset you then gave you my phone number then never saw you again.” he joked, pulling out a crumpled up post-it note and pen from his hoodie pocket. you watched as he tried to perfectly write his number on his open palm acting like a flat surface, a small chuckle sounding off from you as you watched him repeatedly scratch the pen to get it to work.

“here…i would like to get coffee with you some time.” his gaze catching the floor as you held the crumpled paper with black ink in your hand. waves of nerves and nausea worked over you, feeling like a fever dream at 1 in the morning. seungmin would never forgive himself if he didnt you his number before bidding you goodnight; he only knew you for about 20 minutes and he was already planning the next series of dates he was going to take you on if you said yes.

“yeah…yeah i would like that as well, seungmin.” a soft voice leaving you as he met your gaze again. saving the paper in your pocket and giving him a soft smile and wave you headed into your apartment building, releasing the deep you had been holding. while seungmin smirked to himself as he walked back to the dorm and thought about the cute, little deer he meet near the convenience store. thinking about how he cant wait for your first date and all the ones following it.

god it was like a veil was lifted from your inner consciousness. truly feeling that you existed once again in the universe was like taking a deep breath after drowning for so long. hearing the chirps of birds in the morning felt better than other days, food seemed to taste a bit sweeter. 

seungmin seemed to have cast this hue over your eyes. everything was brighter and softer looking; rounder edges with soft lighting coasted over everything. it was a refreshing outlook for you mind to seem from for the first time in awhile. 

“___, did you hear what i asked?” seungmins voice lulled you from your thoughts as you thought back to how your feelings were effecting you. focusing back to seungmin as he sat across from you in the tiny cafe table. by now you had been on a multitude dates with seungmin with some to cafes, restaurants, baseballs games, museums or even just going for some late night walks in either of yalls neighborhoods. 

“sorry, i spaced out a bit. what did you ask, minnie?” giving him a small smirk at the nickname, seungmin just responded with playful groan. he placed the coffee you order in front of you, sliding a muffin along with it.

“i asked how you felt about going to the aquarium today, dummy? if you didnt answer soon, i was just gonna leave without you.” he bit back a smile as you rolled your eyes at the comment. you took a sip of your coffee then breaking off a piece of the muffin; it was nice and fluffy with a perfect about of blueberries.

“that sounds wonderful, minnie.” he hid his smile and blushy cheeks behind his coffee, turning away from your puppy eyes. just big and wanting his attention, seungmin thought it was too cute and it took everything in him not to bite and kiss your puffy cheeks.

as you both sipped on your coffee and you finished the muffin seungmin got you, soon you headed to the aquarium. hand in hand, he lightly swing your arms back and forth as he talked which exhibits he wanted to see most and maybe getting a plushie or two from the gift shop. 

wanting to be understood while afraid of being known felt was something that you would never not know. but now knowing what you have experienced with seungmin was something you wished to never to be without.

but seungmin embraced with comforting hug as you took a leap into his arms from your lonely platform where you spent a lot of time alone before meeting him. watching seungmin talk about the sea life exhibits hes seen before with the boys like a kid explaining about their favorite toy caused you to lean up to him and pressed a soft kiss to his cheek.

“i love you, seungmin. a lot.” you softly spoke your words to him, giving his hand a gently squeeze.

taking your hand and pulling into his arms, seungmin tucked you under his chin and placed his arms around your shoulders. you placed your arms around his waist, taking comfort in the feeling of seungmins chest. seungmin loved seeing you slowly become more confident with yourself over the last six months of yall dating, he loved that you loved yourself.

“i love you more, dummy. now lets go before it gets crowded.” he teased you in the this sappy moment. going to locking hands, swinging them back and forth like kids, a lovely smile graced your features as seungmin went back to talking about sea animals and entered the aquarium for your date.

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[imsogayyippee]

im low on gas and you need a jacket. timlex

[ficyorick]

[BE] deleted scenes clean-up :) - ch3

i always put scenes im cutting out into a separate file, just in case i get to reuse them but these r definitely goners so i can share

Originally, the trip back from Pennsylvania to the cabin was a bit longer. I sort of cannibalized that moment to make the transition from Billy's being mad at Kessler to Billy taking it out on HL more of a punchy moment:

"Get the fuck out of my car." Billy turned towards the road and flipped the headlight control, switching to low beam. 

"I'm not in your car, buckaroo. I'm inside you." Kessler smiled his wide grin.

"Where were you taking me?" Butcher didn't acknowledge anything his dying brain was saying to him. "Where are we?" 

Kessler sighed like a parent who knew they just weren't getting through to their moody teen. He closed the glove compartment with a click, but not before dropping a pack of wet wipes on Butcher's knees. "On the way back. Figured you needed a distraction. We just got on 219, keep going straight and we'll be out of Pennsylvania soon."  

Butcher reached into the packet he himself dropped in his lap. He wordlessly wiped at his face and his hands, getting most of the already crusting blood off. The rest would have to wait till the cabin. Slowly, he released the handbrake and let the van start properly. Kessler leaned back in his seat, getting comfortable. 

"I could drive for you." He offered casually.

"No. I need to think." Butcher squeezed the gas pedal, eyes glued to the road. 

Kessler made a doubting noise in response but didn't press. 

It took them another day to get back where the cabin was. At some point, Butcher had to pull over and catch some shuteye in the back of the van. Kessler stayed in the passenger's seat while Billy changed his clothes to slightly less bloody and rolled a makeshift pillow from his jacket. He closed his eyes and saw only red, the bright red of the bunker corridor and the dark red of the blood from the Supes he ripped apart. Supes and whoever else was down there. 

Becca. Becca was down there too. 

Was she hoping to stop him? Stop Kessler? It was way too late now, she had to have known that. And even though she also was just a byproduct of his neurons dying off one by one, Butcher was mad that it was Kessler who got to see her. She wasn't real, she wasn't his Becca, she was just a hallucination. She was just him. Like Kessler. 

But he still wanted to hear her voice again.

When Billy woke up, he was in the driver's seat again and it was night already. This time, the control was given to him carefully, sensation by sensation, not all at once like after the bunker. 

"Oi, you twat." Butcher gripped the steering wheel again, feeling his hands as his again. 

Kessler was sitting back in the passenger's seat. "We're almost at the cabin. You're welcome." 

"I said I wanted to drive." Billy very quickly realized they were about to arrive at the very familiar driveway into the forest. He added more gas as soon as the surroundings began to make sense. 

"No, I know what you want." Kessler said and didn't elaborate, but the way Butcher sped up was enough of an answer for both of them. "You’ve been thinking about it ever since that gas station."

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and if ur still reading... the original ending to the ch3 looked like this. before the very painstaking edit process the whole HL-on-Butchers-lap scene was WAY more... you know. more handsy. i decided to downplay it considerably bc I felt i was jumping the gun too early and im glad i did, i prefer butcher more tortured about the whole thing. this ending is like. its rly good but its basically the same moment from ch5 when homelander leans into the touch and calls butcher scared. i had to choose which one of these moments i get to keep and i went with the one in ch5 bc its one of the first scenes i ever wrote for this fic haha:

Homelander convulsed a few more times underneath his palm, groaning and half-sobbing violently. Butcher managed to start and flick away another cigarette before the body underneath his palm finally grew still. He realized he still hadn't taken his hand away. Homelander made another pathetic noise and spat loudly into the bowl, before shakily lifting himself away. He could barely hold his head up and had to immediately rest it on the toilet seat, pressing his cheek against it. His face was red, completely exhausted. Skin covered in sweat, both his eyes and his nose leaking fluids, a thread of drool on his lips. He looked completely devoid of coherent thoughts in his head, just complete blankness. Until he finally regained some focus in those wet, blue eyes. Homelander sluggishly blinked at Butcher. His eyes squinted, flicking downwards. And suddenly Homelander was smiling at him. A small, sleepy smile. 

"Are you hard right now?" He asked him, already knowing the answer.

Butcher looked down. And stormed out of the bathroom.

[moving-to-dreamwinged]

ship playlist!!!! im insane

1. i dont care if youre contagious - pierce the veil 2. sugar - brockhampton 3. cherry flavoured - the nbhd 4. moon river - frank ocean cover 5. im low on gas and you need a jacket - pierce the veil 6. ghosting - mother mother 7. cool with you - hers 8. i saw you in a dream - the japanese house 9. disasterology - pierce the veil 10. please please please let me get what i want - deftones cover