#puppyboymikeyway

[frnkiebby]

surprise !

get mimaged lmao

oh my god #5 is absolutely killing me jesus christ mikey.

consider me mimaged~🎃

[bbluejoseph]

surrounded, hounded update again when??

😭😭

on my knees begging rn i cannot wait for the next chapters and the end

i just updated today!!!! thank you :3

[lactosegremlin]

bro what??? brown recluse are god awful fuckers

okay shit let’s see…guess i’ll do a bunch of little ones bc i don’t think i have like ONE huge piece of lore???

i’ve broken all of my toes multiple times bc i’m fuckin dumb

i learned how to pick pocket one year and stole my parents lighters and packs of cigs for months and hoarded them till christmas when i wrapped them up and put them under the tree

i started learning spanish when i was 6 and when i moved down to georgia for the first part of 9th grade i made my teacher’s life living hell bc the school wouldn’t let me take a higher level spanish class bc they didn’t believe me and wouldn’t let me take an aptitude test so i refused to speak english in her spanish-1 class and refused to use the dialect she taught and she kept giving me bad grades for it so i got the guidance counselor and my k-8th spanish teacher involved all the way from vermont and they forced her to grade me based off the dialect i learned by consulting with my k-8th spanish teacher. i’m pretty sure it was the best day of her life when i moved to north carolina.

my sister and i aren’t allowed to play any sports with or against eachother bc we were too vicious so we would play 1:1 lacrosse and she once threw the ball so hard and fast that it slammed me in the chest and cracked my sternum (fun little ridge there now) so the next time we played i put a dowel in my stick and checked her wrist and broke it. she then sharpened the top of her cradle on the asphalt and would scrape it up my shins when she’d get near me.

i grew up in a cult?? (9-17)

i can’t really think of anything else??

( @standing-in-v-formation @barkbarkboy @myxchemicalximbalance @abrandnewshadow @amanita-jack @cummandercold and everyone i’m forgetting and who the fuck ever wants to do it i’m nosy af)

it's so weird to me that everyone on this website is a human person outside of their weird internet niche so rb this with a random bit of your lore

[oddvanilla]

Once again, dear mutuals, I strike.

Fetus= you're not even born YET

tween= 9-12, definitely has Spiderman bedsheets

Teen= congrats,, you guys are a menace

20s=it's either you're too mature to be a teen or you're just done with like everyone

40s= that one friend's mom who's so sweet and gives everyone cookies

Retired= okay granny, you're just sitting on a wooden rocking chair as you sew a blanket for your grandchildren

Ancient= you're pre-historic, prolly has a pet dinosaur

@fruityfroggyfelon @m0thxy @xxradzxx @absolutelyzoned @frnkiebby @dialup-dragon @delta-romance0 @puppyboymikeyway @the-spider-haven @ippyhaj @alchemicalwerewolf @heyoitsangelo @millkky @pissworm39 @brits4gerardway @fclklqre @vamplxver @jetstar2828 @constantpan1c @bananaballs21 @solitaire481 @eelyacbloodlustr @mrsfuentes @lynxy-binxy

[ecdysisyphus]

My mutes as types of sheep bc I love sheep & hyperfixate on them

@monachopsis1999 ozzy: Suffolk lamb

@sizzlingcandyjellyfishhhhhh tori: Hampshire sheep

@irresponsible13hate val: guide black fur sheep

@puppyboymikeyway sage: Cheviot lamb

@4st7lbssremastered kash: turfan black sheep

@fuckin-pistol-whipped mari: karakul sheep

@t0xicmentalwaste syn: black Welsh mountain sheep

[hellsite-school]

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English/ELA @dilemma-danger

French @insanityinabigcloaktrynaacthuman

Music @venomvolts

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Band director @xxradzxx

Art @elin-thebat

Drama @constantpan1c

Choir @abrandnewshadow

Creative writing @j4st3rc0re

Join different clubs and student groups!

[frnkiebby]

oohhhhh man~🎃

(@annkthatcher and whoever’s tf else, im too tired to tag everyone lmfao ily)

Tagged in 3 truths 1 lie by @guardedchild and sideways @vagueandominousvibes ;) (...was it 3? Or 2? idk I never played as a kid, we'll go with 3)

Poking @arecaceae175 @unexpectedstormy @kiwi-smug-silvalina if you wanna!

[mikeyswayy]

Writing the lore rn @oddvanilla @puppyboymikeyway

[buildarocketboys]

peterick prompt if youre up for taking ideas/prompts

dumbass!pete and traumatized!patrick

so just some unspecified trauma unless you wags get creative

but anyway pete starts messing with pat(pisses him off ofc) and they end up wrestling and pete has patrick pinned under him which makes pat freak out and have a panic attack and ofc pete doesnt notice until he sees patricks breathing speed up, his eyes dart around, he stops responding, etc

just a little thing tho, id love if youd write smt, if not thats cool^^

Tagging @puppyboymikeyway since you've already revealed yourself as the sender :3 Also using this to fill the hurt/comfort bingo prompt "I can't breathe." to Gentle touch for @sweetspicybingo because I'm a maverick like that.

Post-hiatus and unspecified trauma for Patrick (!) Enjoy!

Crossposted to AO3 here

It's good to be back in the studio with Patrick. It's where they belong.

It's always been their natural habitat, the place where their friendship makes the most sense. 

Sure, they've had plenty of fights, verbal and physical, in the studio in the past, but that's all part of the process. 

OK, sure, it had probably gotten a bit too toxic for a while there, but it's still the place they find it easiest to communicate with each other.

Joe and Andy are gonna be in next week, but Patrick had wanted to get in the studio before that, just the two of them, and Pete certainly has no objections.

Plus, he gets the feeling Patrick is kinda nervous to see the others. Apparently it took four hours on the phone to persuade Joe to give the band another go. Patrick's not even sure Joe will agree to work on another album. But he's agreed to try.

Pete knows it'll all work out. He's in one of his optimistic moods, spurred on by his renewed friendship with Patrick and the prospect of getting his band back together.

He and Patrick have been tentatively reaching out to each other for the past few months, the best way they know how - by writing songs.

This is one of the first times they've seen each other in person for ages, though. They had hugged when they arrived, but it had felt kind of awkward. Patrick had been tense, unresponsive to Pete's arms around him.

Pete had let go pretty quickly.

They're just not used to it anymore, he tells himself. Of course, the way Pete wants to deal with that is by throwing himself into Patrick's arms, but he can hardly blame Patrick for being hesitant. Pete's always been the more physically affectionate of the two of them.

They just need something to get them back on track. Maybe if he takes Patrick by surprise, he'll just sink into it without questioning it. Chronic overthinker, that one.

So when he comes back into the studio after using the bathroom to find Patrick standing with his back to him, he takes his chance. He launches himself at Patrick, tackling him to the ground, wrestling him on the floor.

They used to do this a lot - sometimes they were actually fighting, but most of the time it was just horseplay. Boys will be boys.

So it takes him a minute to realize that Patrick isn't fighting back.

In fact, he's not moving at all. His hands are covering his face, and he's frozen, breathing sharp and fast.

"Patrick?" he asks cautiously, still straddling his waist. He tries to remove Patrick's hands from his face but Patrick resists. "You OK, buddy?"

Patrick's breathing kicks up a notch, and Pete feels his heart rate jump in tandem. "I- can't- breathe-" Patrick pants. His face is going purple and- fuck, is he having a panic attack?

Pete finally comes to his senses and carefully climbs off Patrick.

"Patrick," he says tentatively. "You with me, buddy?"

Patrick's removed his arms from his face now and his eyes are darting everywhere, as if searching for an attacker. His breath is still coming out in gasps.

"Patrick," Pete says, firmly and clearly. He wants to ground Patrick, but he doesn't want to touch him and freak him out further. "You're here. With me. With Pete. You're OK." Why wouldn't he be OK?, Pete thinks, his imagination running wild. What the fuck had happened to him to make him react like this?

He tells himself fiercely to calm down. The last thing Patrick needs is for him to have a panic attack too. Patrick will tell him when he's ready.

Or maybe he won't.

Patrick's breaths are slowing now, getting deeper, calmer.

"Pete?" he croaks, his eyes finding Pete's above him.

"Yeah, yeah, it's me, Patrick," he says softly, offering Patrick a hand, which he takes, hauling himself up into a sitting position.

Patrick rests his face on his knees for a minute, just breathing. Then he starts laughing hysterically into his knees. 

Eventually he looks up at Pete, who's watching him anxiously. "Why did you have to do that?" he asks. Before Pete can answer, he shakes his head. "Of course, you're Pete Wentz. You do what you want." He sighs tiredly.

"No, Patrick, that's not-" Fuck. He had sworn it wouldn't be like this, not this time - him all over Patrick, whether Patrick likes it or not. The fact that he's pretty sure Patrick had always liked it is besides the point. "I'm sorry," he tells Patrick, and he means it. "I won't, I won't touch you again." He doesn't know if it's a promise he can keep, but he's damn well going to try.

Patrick raises his eyebrow. "You can touch me," he tells Pete. "Just...a little warning, might be nice."

Pete nods. "Noted." He reaches out for Patrick and waits for him to nod before he puts a hand on Patrick's back, rubbing gently. Patrick leans into his touch, and Pete breathes a sigh of relief.

"What happened, man?" he asks after a few minutes, because clearly something had happened. The Patrick he knew in 2009 wouldn't have reacted like that to Pete wrestling him, even at his most neurotic.

Patrick lets out a humorless laugh. "What didn't happen?" he says hollowly.

Pete waits, staring at Patrick, silently begging him to tell him, but equally desperate not to know.

Patrick sighs and shakes his head. "I'll tell you someday," he says. "Maybe. When I've figured it out myself. It's still all just so fucked up in my head, and I- I can't really talk about it, right now." He looks up pleadingly at Pete. "Is that OK?"

"Yeah, buddy, of course it is," Pete says after just a beat too long. 

Patrick looks at him slyly. "I'd tell you if I could, Pete. And it's not your fault, by the way. Before you start blaming yourself."

Pete can't help but feel a little relieved when Patrick says that. He sighs and lays his head on Patrick's shoulder. "Yeah, I know." Still, he can't help but worry. 

But Patrick seems calm now, his breathing getting deeper and slower with every circle Pete rubs into his back.

For now, he guesses, it's the best he can do.

[frnkiebby]

forgot this one oopsie daisy

look at that cute ass fuckin smile~🎃

[frnkiebby]

Y E S~🎃

new joyriding bts shot by jefforesirocks

[bbluejoseph]

accurate depiction of josh and tylers morphs

YES you're so right

[oddvanilla]

i still have my dinner blocked as a tag

@puppyboymikeyway I DIDN'T EVEN NEED TO LOOK AT THE FONT I JUST KNEW LMAOOO also can u pls be my gossip boy i NEED someone to tell tea to. I got so much more of it I think it's overflowing....pls help

[ecdysisyphus]

Hell yeah I am >:]

puppyboymikeyway? not anymore

𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂boymikeyway now >:] >:]

XP

[hellsite-school]

Can I register an have seat 42?

Seat 42 is taken by student @puppyboymikeyway, you can choose another seat like 35 or 41 🙏

[frnkiebby]

LEX LEX LEX HAVE YOU SEEN

YES THE FUCK I HAVE AND IM ALSO SCREAMING OVER THIS TOO

THEY’RE SO FUCKING PRECIOUS I LOVE THEM SM~🎃