#save me vic fuentes

[keegersart]

are there any pierce the veilers in chat

[treef-greef]

with heaven above you there's hell over me

[mystery-fish-17]

Anyone else

[l4r5-iz-a-z0mb1e]

just saw vic x kellin fanfiction and i???? forgot that people did that with real people. guys please. what is this i’m done with tumblr

[sheree-says-stuff]

when vic said "she said 'i'm having a baby' and before i could cry you're leaving me just when i thought you were mine" and when vic said "i'm talking to my mom about this little girl from texas" and when vic said "i'm sorry i can't see that you truly love me" and when vic said "i hate this flavor with a passion and i fucking hate the aftertaste" and when vic said "i'm tired of holding up your backup plans" and when vic said "we can sleep on the ceiling and creep under black lights" and when vic said "i cried and listened to the rain in a rental car" and when vic said "but nevertheless i was prepared to die for that thing in your chest" and when vic said "i make money but we just can't keep this home" and when v

[missm0rgue]

That is all.

[buriedhymns]

this song has been on repeat for like the past hour and it’s making my chest tight but i can’t help it when the lyrics and vic’s vocals are so beautiful

[afeveru]

jumping up and down thinking about my ptv tickets

[alexluvsskittlez]

hey guys sorry for not being active I was KIDNAPPED by the booty creek cheek freak and I had my BOOTYCHEEKS taken away from me!! 😓😓😓

im kidding I actually had my phone taken from me lmao.

anyway, I've been wanting to start doing commentary videos on my YouTube channel, I'm currently writing the script about my problems with Jake, Johnnie, and Tara (because I just got out of my Jake and Johnnie hyperfixation and I started realizing how weird they actually are ESPECIALLY JAKE AND TARA)

i honestly don't have any MAJOR issues with Johnnie though.

also HAYLEY WILLIAMS AND TAYLOR SWIFT PREFORMING TOGETHER HELLO?? (I honestly don't really care about Taylor Swift I'm not a fan of her) BUT STILL HAYLEY LOOKS SOOOO PRETTY OH MY GOD (she always looks pretty but STILL OH MY GOD TAYLOR YORK IS THE LUCKYEST MAN ALIVE JESUS.)

also I think Vic Fuentes is bald now 😓 (he still looks amazing ofc)

I also made a smiling friends self insert who I TOTALLY DEFINITELY 100% ON SKIBIDI DO NOT SHIP WITH PIM (I will be posting them later 🫶)

also earlier today my tamagotchi evolved into Melodytchi (who is my fave btw 🗣🔥) so that was really cool

anyway, I hope yall had a great weekend! ^_^

[hiraethwrote]

sugea ༄.° suguru + hea

good girl x bad boy, meet ugly, enemies to lovers, walks at midnight, both nightowls, weed brownies, pays for my nail appointments, "you're such a bad influence" "i'm a bad influence?!", avid festival and concert goers, fancy dinners, flirty!bf x flustered!gf, spontanous adventures, enjoys both going out and staying in, gossip sessions, "did you hear what happened?"

‧₊˚♪𝄞࿐₊˚⊹ now playing

my body ft. your lips — the beaches, beach weather

i wanna taste your spit / i wanna be your bitch / leave a mark on my innocence / my body featuring your lips, your lips

willow — taylor swift

wherever you stray / i follow / i'm begging for you to take my hand / wreck my plans / that's my man / you know that my train could take you home / anywhere else is hollow

a kind thing to do — cavetown, vic fuentes

i can see you dancing 'round my living room / to the same shit that you're always listening to / is it crazy to hope that we might get there soon? / you can save me and i will keep on saving you

[chemical-killjoy]

Bodyguards and Boyfriends

Vic Fuentes x female reader

Word Count: 1.5k

Warnings: idk if it counts as harassment or abuse, but stranger takes a photo of Y/N's wardrobe malfunction and is a creepy little shithead (photo gets deleted), minor violence

Summary: things go south when Y/N leaves the club with her friends, luckily her boyfriend was there to save her

Author's Note: this is for @notdanisblog, I'm so so sorry it took so long to get around too!! Also sorry if the scenario is too intense, I was trying to really work up the protectiveness

It'd been a long week and all you wanted to do was get fucked up with your friends, go out and dance your problems away... So that's exactly what you did. But of course your self-appointed bodyguard, your boyfriend, wasn't entirely on board.

“Darlin', you know that I trust you, but I can't bare the thought of you getting hurt!” He said, as you straightened your hair for the night.

“Vic, I'll be fine! I've literally done this hundreds of times, and I'm going with a group!” You looked at him with a pleading expression. You knew he wasn't going to stop you, he couldn't and refused to try to control you, but that didn't mean he wouldn't worry.

“Y/N. You've literally told me horror stories of you and your friends going out and escaping sleazes.”

You wanted to fight him but knew he was right.

“And don't say it's just part of being a woman.” You opened and closed your mouth like a fish out of water.

“Fine,” you said. “I'll wear them.” By this you were referring to heels you knew you could run in, not the platform stilettos you wanted to wear with your dress. But you knew he was right, it was safer.

“Thank you. I just don't want you getting caught up by someone bad, 'kay? I love you too much.” He put a hand around your waist and kissed your cheek, careful to avoid the hair you had just straightened.

“Love you too. Now let me get ready!”

-

A night out with the girls was always wild somehow; Vanessa had made out with not one, but two girls, who were now glaring across the floor at each other, Jules had won the lot of you 3 rounds of free drinks for out drinking a Russian man the size of a foot ball field, and Rachel commanded half the dance floor after jumping on stage with the DJ for half an hour. By three in the morning, you were all covered in sweat with your makeup faded, slurring and stumbling but smiling like idiots. When the DJ finished playing the last song, you texted Vic to come pick you up before you and your friends started the complicated journey up the small flight of stairs.

The air outside was cool, with a refreshing movement to it that the club lacked. You breathed in and out slowly, smiling happily to yourself. When you opened your eyes, Vanessa squealed, and you turned around so fast you nearly fell over.

“You GUYS!” She called, bending over and picking up a milk crate. “I FOUND A MILKCRATE!!! I get to keep it!! This is MY milk crate, and none of you bitches get to sit on it but me!” She called, while you all laughed.

“No way,” Jules said, sauntering over past Vanessa to find a black box of her own. “MINE is better!!” She said, then giggled. “My milk crate brings all the boys to the yard-”

Rachel joined in the song, and you started to dance around “they're like, it's better than yours, damn right, it's better than yours...”

You were enjoying dancing around when the spaghetti strap of your dress snapped, and you accidentally flashed your friends and a couple of strangers. You screamed and grasped at the dress, trying to find a way to fix it but getting no where, and it slipped out of your drunken fingers, exposing you again. One horrible second later, there was the flash of a phone camera. You screamed and tears filled your eyes, meanwhile Rachel snapped.

“HEY!” She called to two guys, smoking a joint against the wall outside the club, laughing at one of their phones.

“The fuck did you just do to my friend?” She wobbled over, fuelled by anger but debilitated by alcohol.

“Rach, back down, this isn't gonna go well.” Vanessa said, while Jules fiddled with your dress and rubbed your shoulders, trying to stop you from crying.

The men pushed away from the wall.

“Why, what are you gonna do about it, gorgeous?” One of the men said, pulling a face. Rachel froze, and backed away a little. You, on the other hand, were suddenly filled with fury.

Jules had tied the strap behind your neck to the other strap, giving the dress a weird look, but keeping you clothed. And in that comfort, you got mad. Mad that some guy thought that was OK, and furious that he had just goaded your friend, who was only trying to defend you.

“Delete the photo, asshole.” You said, marching over (or trying to).

“Oh look, it's the little slut herself!! Thanks for the new screensaver.”

“WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME??” You fumed, and right when you were about to try to punch him, you heard a voice.

“Hell's going on?!” Vic called. You turned around to look at him, and he saw the mascara trail down your cheeks.

“Fuck did you do to my girlfriend?” Vic asked darkly, stepping between you and the man, while his friend just watched the scene unfold, smirk on his face as he smoked. When the man didn't answer, Vic turned to you. “What did he do, baby?”

You didn't answer, scared. Vanessa, on the other hand, wasn't going to let this slide.

“This asshat took a photo of Y/N when your dress snapped and her tit came out.” Colour came to your cheeks at Vanessa's lack of courtesy, and a different shade—one of fury—crossed Vic's.

“That true?” The man didn't answer, only looked at you and winked. Vic shoved his shoulders, and the fight began.

It was a short fight. Vic dodged a punch, threw one, then the man was on the ground unconscious. His friend leapt up to defend his mate on the ground, but Vic was having none of it, catching the friend's arm mid-punch, twisting it behind his back, and slamming him against the wall.

“Password.” Was all he said.

“The fuck you talkin' about bro?” The guy grunted, trying to free himself.

“What's your friend's password, I'm deleting the photo. Also yours, just in case.”

He was met with silence and Vic twisted the man's arm further.

“4,3,2,1.” he said. “Mine's 'Gloria'.”

“4,3,2,1? Are you kidding me?” Vic turned to look at you, but you were gripping your stomach, scared. Vic made a pained face. He hated scaring you, but he wasn't going to let you get exploited.

“Rach?” He asked, who was currently holding the phone, plucking it from the unconscious man's hand. She typed in the password.

“It's deleted, he didn't share it with anyone.” She said, and you breathed a sigh of relief you didn't know you'd been holding. Rachel dug around in the phone for a minute longer while Vic whispered in the man's ear.

“Here's what's going to happen: I'm going to let go of you, and I'm going to take my girlfriend and her friend's home, and you're going to stay here with your buddy, with your fists at your side, unless you want to join him. Are we clear?” Once the man nodded, Vic let go, giving him a shove before turning to you.

“Alright ladies, I've parked just down the street, I'm dropping you all off, it's not a choice.” None of you complained as you got into the car. Once you were in, Vic's anger dropped. He turned to look at all of you.

-

“You girl's OK? I mean, actually. Are you alright?” There were a few wide eyes and sniffles, everyone was shaken and scared in a way that only comes when you're drunk and feel defenceless. But everyone seemed safe, so Vic nodded.

“Thank you for staying together and looking after my girl,” he told your friends, turning to you in the passenger seat and resting a hand on your knee. “I love her and don't know what I'd do without her.” His eyes met yours and you felt safe again, shoulders dropping as a smile reached your lips.

“Get a room,” Jules said.

Vic laughed, turning the engine on. “It's my car!”

-

Once all the girl's had been dropped home, and Vic parked the car in your shared driveway, he turned to look at you with serious eyes.

“I meant what I said. I love you, Y/N. And I don't know where I'd be without you.” he pressed his forehead to yours. “I promise I'll always be here to protect you. I know you can defend yourself but I don't want you to have to, not when I can take the hit to save you the hurt.” You didn't realise you had your eyes shut until you opened them to see his staring back, fully open and full of compassion. “Are you OK?”

You took a moment to think. It'd been a fun night, excluding the last hour. And while you were terrified, you were safe and sound in the car with your boyfriend. You might need a while to get over it, but you knew you were safe and could trust Vic. A warmth filled your chest at the thought that you weren't the only one looking out for you anymore. You snuggled onto Vic's shoulder and and smiled.

“Yeah. I'm OK. Thank you.”

“Anytime, darlin'. I mean it, anytime.”

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[caraphernelia-mp3]

save me vic fuentes save me vic fuentes save me

[sandersontheside]

chemically unbalanced romance: a prinxiety playlist for late night emo pining

Track List: 1) The Only Exception, Paramore. 2) Break In, Halestorm. 3) Your Guardian Angel, The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus. 4) Always, Panic! At The Disco. 5) Sad Song (feat. Elena Coats), We The Kings. 6) Beautiful With You, Halestorm. 7) Come Down To Me, Saving Jane. 8) Complicated, Avril Lavigne. 9) Two Is Better Than One (feat. Taylor Swift), BOYS LIKE GIRLS. 10) Painting Flowers, All Time Low. 11) Ocean Avenue, Yellowcard. 12) My Heart, Paramore. 13) Summertime, My Chemical Romance. 14) Love Like Woe, The Ready Set. 15) I Love You, Avril Lavigne. 16) Only One, Yellowcard. 17) Fall For You, Secondhand Serenade. 18) I Miss You, blink-182. 19) Brighter, Paramore. 20) If I'm James Dean, You're Audrey Hepburn, Sleeping With Sirens. 21) Alone Together, Fall Out Boy. 22) The Only Thing That Matters, blink-182. 23) Addicted, Simple Plan. 24) Stupid For You, Waterparks. 25) I Must Be Dreaming, The Maine. 26) All My Heart, Sleeping with Sirens. 27) The Drug In Me Is You, Falling In Reverse. 28) Favorite Record, Fall Out Boy. 29) Poprocks & Coke, Green Day. 30) Saving Grace, The Maine. 31) Say You Like Me, We The Kings. 32) Our Song, The Spill Canvas. 33) Listen to Your Heart, The Maine. 34) Pop Princess, The Click Five. 35) Things I'll Never Say, Avril Lavigne. 36) My Paper Heart, The All-American Rejects. 37) crushcrushcrush, Paramore. 38) A Love Like War (feat. Vic Fuentes), All Time Low. 39) The World Is Ugly, My Chemical Romance. 40) Smile, Avril Lavigne. 41) Under A Paper Moon, All Time Low. 42) I'd Do Anything, Simple Plan. 43) All I Need Is You, The Click Five. 44) Oh Love, Green Day. 45) Vicious Love (feat. Hayley Williams), New Found Glory.

[joey-regrets-nothing]

✨about me✨ (edited 11-11-24)

hi, my name is joey and this is my blog *joey-regrets-nothing*

quick facts

she/they/he, pansexual, seventeen

i am a minor!! so dont be a creep :))

mainly fandom account but will be used for personal stuff, too

lots of reblogs and reposts from pinterest

↓more under cut↓

my interests

music

My Chemical Romance

Fall Out Boy

Pierce the Veil

Sleeping With Sirens

Green Day

Tally Hall

Waterparks

+ more!!

other

reading

writing

urban legends and scary stories

dan and phil

alt fashion

additional facts

autistic and ocd

tumblr blog is run from the guest account of an old chromebook

professional yapper/never shuts up

my dms and ask box are always open (unless your a creep or mean)

pete wentz and vic fuentes obsessed rn (someone save me)

remember u r loved and this blog is a safe space 4 u <3

all blinkies are from tumblr and all photos are from pinterest

[cowboylikeliz]

save me vic fuentes save me

[mychanicalbrides]

vics little moan in the boy who could fly UGH! VIC FUENTES SAVE ME