selfies with band members



the one where you two talk shit (bestfriend!calum)

the one where his gf is a gold digger (brother!luke)

the one where a laptop explodes (boyfriend!michael)

the one about lingerie (boyfriend!ashton)

the one where he’s an asshole (boyfriend!luke)

the one with yelling halsey lyrics (4/4)

the one about the billboard photoshoot (boyfriend!calum)

the one where he is an A+ boyfriend (boyfriend!ashton)

the one where he fell inlove (bestfriend!michael)

the one where he’s a bit jaelous (boyfriend!luke)

the one where you’re dating his band member (brother!ashton)

the one where his selfie is dOPE (boyfriend!luke)

the one where it is halloween (4/4)

the one where revival is out (boyfriend!calum)

the one where you dissapear for a day (boyfriend!calum)

the one with netflix and chill (boyfriend!ashton)

the one where sorry just got out (boyfriend!michael)

the one where luke aint a penguin anymore (boyfriend!luke)

the one where you are drunk (boyfriend!ashton)

the one where his hair is cute asf (friend!luke)

the one with hailey baldwin (brother!luke)

the one where you watch friends (boyfriend!ashton)

the one with his jealousy (boyfriend!calum)

the one about arzaylea part 2 (bestfriend!luke)

the one with popular song lyrics (4/4)

the one where you get lost (4/4)

the one where he doesn’t say ‘i love you’ anymore (boyfriend!luke)

the one with pregnancy cravings (fiance!luke)

the one about christmas travelling (boyfriend!michael)

the one about christmas presents (boyfriend!ashton)

the one about christmas songs (boyfriend!calum)

the one about buying presents for his siblings (boyfriend!ashton)

the one about the rolling stone interview (boyfriend!michael)

the one about the rolling stone interview (boyfriend!calum)

the one where he cheated part 2 (ex!luke and (boy)friend!calum)

the one where jailey has risen (boyfriend!ashton)

the one with love confessions part 2 (bestfriend!luke)

the one about how perfect selena gomez is (boyfriend!calum)

the one where you have celiac (boyfriend!michael)

the one where you break your arm (boyfriend!luke)

the one about ‘if you don’t know’ (boyfriend!michael)

the one where you are an independant ass bitch (boyfriend!calum)

the one where it’s biebers birthday (cake)

the one where arzaylea blocks you (boyfriend!michael)

the one with private photoshoots (boyfriend!calum)

the one you are going to sleep (boyfriend!calum)

the one about bringing guys home part 2 (roomate!calum)

the one about finals (boyfriend!ashton)

the one where it’s lukes 20th (boyfriend!luke)

the one where you don’t check who you texting part 2(friend!luke)


“Why are there four dogs in our house? We don’t own four dogs. We don’t even own one.” (boyfriend!calum)

“I did not scream.” (boyfriend!ashton)

“Do you know how good you look?” (bestfreind!luke)

“You should be with me.” (bestfreind!ashton)

What did you just say?” (boyfriend!calum)

“I never should have let you go.” (ex!ashton)

“Baby, please.” (boyfriend!calum)

‘’It doesn’t matter, I’m not leaving you.’’ (ex!calum)

“Well, this is awkward.” (boyfriend!luke)

Hey guys as you might know I‘m a huge fan of the game Miitopia, a kind of parody game on the RPG Genre, where you can use your Miis to do Shenigans in a magical land (in which selfie sticks still exist smh).

And even tho I always use band members as the characters (like Joe Trohman as the great sage and Hayley Williams, Pete Wentz and Patrick Stump being part of my hero party) in the game and like to post some of the funnier scenes of the game on this blog I‘m scared you guys don‘t really enjoy it or might think that it kind of ruins the whole Bandom Theme my Blog has going on. So just like this post if you want me to continue posting stuff about Emo Miitopia and comment if you think i should stop.

@the-black-melody @bvbally @pete-wetzel


you like sick ass music cool talk to me about it. you need someone to talk to about anything alright come tell me about it. oh you posted a selfie or posted anything cool tag me ill reblog it. you fav band member is being problematic? come tell me we’ll vent together. just need a friend cool im here :)


Make Love Not War (Dan Howell)

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You met Dan Howell on the first day of university at the Fresher’s Fair; you were both trying to avoid the crowds because of your social awkwardness when you bumped into each other. Dan joked that it was great to find someone as socially uncomfortable as him and in return you told him that neither of you could be that socially awkward if you were talking to each other.

He asked if you wanted to get coffee with him and you said yes. It turned out you were both youtubers but Dan had a few more hundred subscribers than you but you didn’t care because it was like you’d met your soul mate in Dan. He agreed and after your second date he asked you to be his girlfriend and the rest was history.

After university you moved in with Dan and Phil down in London and kept making YouTube videos more as a hobby rather than a full blown job like the other two. You were a freelance photographer and you loved documenting yours and Dan’s life together.

The fights started small, over little things like why had Dan broken your straighteners and then refused to take the blame? And why it should be you that has to do the majority of the shopping and cleaning? But you always got over them pretty quickly and made up.

As Dan continued to get bigger on YouTube you noticed a change in his attitude as well as the fans. You received more and more comments on your videos and social media that you were using Dan for his subscribers which wasn’t true. When you tried to talk to Dan about this he blanked you and one night you had enough.

‘Dan you’re not going to ignore me anymore. What’s your problem? Why are you letting the fans treat me like this? You’re supposed to be my boyfriend.’

He merely glanced up from his laptop on the sofa before grunting and returning his attention back to Tumblr. You stood up and pulled the laptop off his lap and threw it onto the chair opposite, Dan scowled at you and stood up the height difference between you noticeable.

‘God y/n you can be so annoying sometimes, why did you do that?’

You scoff and fold your arms over your chest.

‘At least I’m not blanking my girlfriend over some YouTube comments. I took away your laptop because we need to talk about this Dan, we can’t sweep it under the rug and forget about it.’

‘Why do you care so much about the bloody comments y/n? Unless the fans are right and you have been using me this whole time to gain more attention for your lame channel. That’s right I said it, maybe you should just stick to photography then again you can’t even get a solid job to pay your portion of the rent. Most months I pay it, you’re a scrounger y/n and I’ve had enough.’

Dan’s harsh words cut into you deep and you were too stunned speechless to reply. Was this how he really felt about your relationship? You’d given him nearly four years and now the truth was coming out. You cover your mouth with your hand and feel tears prick at your eyes. Dan’s face immediately softens and he curses realising what he’s just said to you.

‘Shit y/n I’m sorry, I didn’t mean any of that. I’m just stressed out with YouTube and the radio show and the book and tour coming up. I love you y/n.’

He reaches out to pull you into a hug but you pull back your mind made up about what you have to do. Tears stream down your cheeks.

‘If that’s what you think about me Dan then I can’t do this any longer, I’ve given you four years of my life and support. You were the first boy who made me feel loved and sexy and visible…you are my first love and I want…more than anything…for you to be my last…but I can’t do this anymore at least not now…we’re done.’

Dan’s face pales and you know he’s fighting back tears of his own. You bow your head and shuffle out of the living room.

‘Don’t go y/n…I need you here…’

Dan grabs your shoulder but you shrug him off not daring to look over your shoulder, knowing you’ll crumble.

‘No Dan…you need your adoring fans more, they can give you so much more than I ever can…goodbye…’

You leave the room and head to the bedroom to pack your bags. Dan doesn’t make a move to stop you, it looks like he never cared about you in the first place.


‘No Dan…you need your adoring fans more, they can give you so much more than I ever can…goodbye…’

y/n walked out of the room leaving me heartbroken and shattered into a million pieces. I fell to the floor and sobbed unable to go after her. Why had I said those awful things to her? Once they left my lips I instantly regretted them when I saw the horror and shock written on y/n’s face.

The front door slammed and y/n was out of my life. Four years and I’d thrown it down the drain because a few fans had gotten to me.

‘Dan are you okay?’

Phil shuffled into the room and I shook my head.

‘I screwed up Phil and now the best thing in my life has walked out of the door.’

Phil nods and leans against the door.

‘You did Dan, just give her some space.’


Phil told me to give her some space, I gave her three months and still we weren’t on talking terms. She refused my calls and didn’t reply to my hundreds of messages. After I made the comment about her not being able to hold a steady photography job, I discovered that Kerrang! had hired her to go on Warped as the official photographer for the magazine. On her Instagram and Twitter she looked happy but I knew her too well, I could see past the fake smiles. It wasn’t on her shoulders to apologise to me; I was just too much of a coward.

It was hard not to get jealous when I saw her taking selfies with numerous band members from All Time Low to Of Mice & Men to Black Veil Brides. I couldn’t lose her that easily, she was the awkward geeky girl I bumped into at Fresher’s.

I stopped updating YouTube regularly and I didn’t have the enthusiasm for the radio show or upcoming book tour. I didn’t realise how much I took y/n for granted, she was like my personal assistant and girlfriend wrapped into one. I came across her diary which had dated all my appearances and what time and where I needed to be, she even created me an upload schedule for my videos. I couldn’t properly function without her.

I needed to show her how much I loved her and that we were meant to be together despite what the internet thought. I then remembered her love of documenting our relationship these last four years and I knew what I needed to do to win her back.



Warped was amazing, you took so many awesome photos and met some of your idols and even got to hang out with a few of them. Yes you flirted a little here and there but in the back of your mind all you could think about was Dan back in London. He had tried to get in touch with you but you ignored him, you thought you could move on but you couldn’t bring yourself to let go of the four years you had spent together.

Phil asked you to go out for dinner with him when you returned to London and you accepted because he was a sweetie who’d taken your side over Dan’s which must have been hard for him because Dan was his best friend. You began to question Phil’s motives when he blindfolded you as soon as you stepped foot out of the flat you were renting close to the Kerrang! office.

‘Where are you taking me Phil?’

He shushed you as you got into a taxi. When the taxi stopped you was a little nervous as to what was coming next. Phil took your hand and you felt grass beneath your heeled feet, this wasn’t a restaurant. You got scared when Phil let go of your hand, you stood still for a couple of minutes before you heard familiar music start to play. Just Another Girl by The Killers came from speakers near you and you couldn’t help but crack a smile, you were obsessed with them and it was the first concert you and Dan went to as a couple. Just Another Girl was one of your favourite songs so you ripped off the blindfold to see what was in front of you.

You gasped as you stared directly at a white screen in front of you strewn with fairy lights around the edges as a slideshow of pictures and videos of you and Dan flashed onto the screen from a projector behind you. They seemed familiar and you realised that you’d taken them over the last four years.

‘Four months ago I made a huge mistake, I let the single most precious thing walk out of my life. I regret my words and know I hurt you y/n, I was stressed and the fans got to me but then I realised something. Without you by my side I crumbled even more under the pressure, I found your diary with all your sticky notes stating my appearances and I shed a tear. And it was then I knew that I couldn’t go another day of my life without you by my side. So I only have one question to ask you y/n and feel free to say no because I was a cowardly jerk face.’

Dan walked out from behind the screen wearing a nice suit, his hair was styled and you were slightly confused by what he meant when he said he had one question to ask you. His apology seemed sincere and you chuckled remembering Dan mocking your use of multi-coloured notes for different events but they kept him organised.

You gasp loudly as Dan stands in front of you smiling ear to ear, he gets down on one knee and your heart skips a beat knowing what question he’s going to ask you. Tears threaten to spill, tears of joy this time as he removes a small black box from inside his suit jacket.

‘y/n you are my best friend and I’m so happy we bumped into each other at university because I don’t know where I’d be without you. I love you with all my heart and I promise not to make the same mistakes. Will you marry me y/n?’

He produces the most beautiful engagement ring you’ve ever laid eyes on. You smile matching his and know that you made the right decision staying single while in America.

‘Yes Dan, I’ll marry you my stupid unorganised idiot.’

He places the ring on your finger and you help him up off the ground before squealing and wrapping your arms around his shoulders.

‘I missed you so much y/n.’

‘I think I missed you more Dan.’

You kiss him passionately never wanting this magical moment to end. Everything in your life was finally on track.


How to Meet Your Idols

           I’m sure every single person who’s reading this has an idol or idols they look up to and admire, and if the opportunity arose that you could actually meet them in person, I’m sure you would take it swiftly and graciously. Well, I’m here to tell you with hard work and constant dedication you really can achieve your dreams and meet the person of your dreams. Here is the story about how I met alt-J.

           First of all, I got Twitter in June 2014 and I only got this Twitter with the sole purpose of maybe talking to alt-J somehow. By August 2014, I got my first reply from alt-J’s keyboardist, Gus Unger-Hamilton. After receiving that notification I was shaking with disbelief because my favorite member of my favorite band had actually acknowledged my existence. Since then, getting a reply from a member of alt-J doesn’t come as a shock to me and I’ve had plenty of casual conversation with them over Twitter. Because I didn’t meet them after their Berkeley show in April, I was determined to never let that happen again. So I created a plan. If I brought them gifts, then they’d have to see me to get their presents. I asked them via twitter what foods they liked so I could bring them delicious gifts in October. After being presented with their orders, all I had to do was wait.

           Finally, October 15, 2015 arrived and I couldn’t be more excited. My friend Nina and I were going to see alt-J for the fourth time together and we were stoked. For the week leading up to the concert, I had been teasing the alt-J band members about how awesome my gifts for them were so they’d know I was coming with gifts and so I could meet them possibly. After my plane landed in Los Angeles, I took my phone off airplane mode and casually checked Twitter like any normal teenage girl – except what was about to happen wasn’t normal. As I checked my notifications, I noticed that I had a direct message which I assumed to be from a friend that was excited about my concert as well. However, when I clicked on the envelope tab that opens my messages, I received the greatest shock of my life. Gus Unger-Hamilton, the keyboardist and backing vocalist of alt-J, had messaged me saying “Let me know when you get to the venue so I can try and say hi”. I was actually shaking on the airplane. The taxi sped us from the airport to our hotel, and we quickly made our trek to the venue.

           When Nina and I arrived at the Hollywood Bowl, a gorgeous venue by the way, I messaged Gus saying I was here and where should I go. He responded by saying that he was sending his production manager to come and escort me backstage so he needed my full name and location. I couldn’t believe this was actually happening. I was being invited into alt-J’s dressing room. The manager walked me through many parking lots filled with venue employees and much security before finally entering through the artists’ entrance doorway. I could feel heart pounding uncontrollably in my chest. I stepped into a corridor filled with many rooms labeled anything from “alt-J manager room” to “alt-J warm up room”. I was in complete awe. The manager knocked politely on their dressing room door and swung it open, informing the band that they had visitors. As I walked through the door, I saw Gus, lead singer Joe Newman, and Joe’s girlfriend Darcy sitting on a black couch. They both stood up and strode over to hug me as Gus said, “Wow Samy! It’s great to finally meet you!” I was completely stunned. They wanted to meet me just like I wanted to meet them. We made brief introductions consisting of hugs and hellos before I proceeded to pass out their delicious treats. Thom Green, the drummer, and Cameron Knight, the guitarist, were not there however because they were still at the hotel. We’ve met Cameron twice before but I’d still really like to meet Thom. I gave Joe and Gus the absentees’ gifts of homemade brownies for Cam and brownie batter Oreos for Thom to give to them later. I then gave Joe his limited edition sugar cookie PopTarts which he freaked out over. He squealed about getting to toast them in his new toaster in his London flat because “you’re supposed to toast these, right?” Then I turned to Gus. He remarked, “I’m anxious to see what you got me because you’ve been teasing me about it on Twitter.” I pulled out and handed him a $10 In-n-Out giftcard. He was overjoyed because In-n-Out is one of his favorite foods and he can only get it in California, so I thought that’d be special. Gus exclaimed, “You bought me an entire meal??” He hugged me tightly after I gave him his gift. Nina gave them each hand-painted cards with delta symbols on them.  I also gave the entire band a Halloween mix CD and a hand written letter addressing all of alt-J. After all the gifts were passed out, Gus shocked me once again. He told me, “We actually got you guys something too,” and that he sent someone named Sarah to bring us a special California only This Is All Yours tour t-shirt! I couldn’t believe that they actually got us a gift!

           As we waited on the t-shirt to arrive, we had a casual 30 minute (I couldn’t keep track of the time) conversation with our favorite band in the entire world. We talked about the most random things like baking television shows, sugar, the most harmful types of burns, touring, Europe, the Hollywood Bowl, our past alt-J experiences, the Greek Theater in Berkeley, how old we are now versus when we started listening to them, how tall we are, how the time period that we’ve been listening to them is such a pivotal changing period in our lives, whether or not you toast a PopTart, Joe introduced his girlfriend Darcy, British television versus American television, the Hamildad tweets, that night’s opening bands, some of their past opening bands, their two-night Berkeley show and Gus’s framed poster from that, how the Hollywood Bowl’s seating is slightly unfair to more dedicated fans who can’t afford VIP, Moët McClain (@peasantmoet), and her Hamildad mug she gave Gus at her show. The conversations sadly had to end when Sarah arrived with the shirt.

           Now that I had the exclusive tour tee, they asked if we’d like them signed but I told them that I had brought my This Is All Yours vinyl sleeve for them to sign instead. Nina had her shirt signed. As Gus was signing it he asked, “It’s spelled S-a-m-y, right?” and I freaked out inside because I didn’t even have to tell him how to spell my name. Gus just already knew. The finished signatures said “Thanks for everything, SΔmy! Lots of love, Gus x” and “Joe x”. After the signing was done it was picture time, and Gus proclaimed that the picture should be an alt-J sandwich, as Gus put it, with Nina and I in the middle. Darcy took the picture of us but kept making us move so she wouldn’t be visible in the mirror behind us. First, Nina got individual selfies with of the band members and I followed suit. Sadly, the end was drawing near. Gus, Joe, and I made our last hugs and goodbyes before they escorted us out of the dressing room and back to the artists’ entrance.

           A few days later, Cameron tweeted me a picture of the brownies saying thank you and that they were so delicious that he ate them in like 5 minutes. Gus told me he was on his way to In-n-Out for dinner that night. I sent him a picture of my new shirt thanking him and replied with you’re welcome and how he wasn’t able to make it In-n-Out ever but that he’d save his giftcard all the way until next time when he’s back in California.

           I still can’t believe this all happened and frankly I don’t think I’ll truly be able to comprehend it. Every time I tell someone new this story I feel like I must be lying because this is honestly too good to be true. My favorite band, alt-J, personally invited me into their dressing room to meet me. It wasn’t a promotionally stunt hosted by the venue or a local radio station where they had to meet me and I didn’t bang on the door screaming and begging to be let in. They initiated the invitation, and wanted me to come in at their own free will. I’m still in a slight shock and I am so so so grateful that I am lucky to have scored this opportunity. Hopefully, I can hang with alt-J again soon. Δ

#We Exist Everyday

Last night, after being inspired by #PreservationDay, I asked my followers if it would be cool to do a day where diverse (LGBTQ, Disabled, POC) people in the Punk/Emo/Rock community would come together and post about ourselves and stuff and different band members we look up to. For example, did you know that Brendon Urie is bisexual? You may have not, because most band members are set under straight, white, abled male Christians, and that’s the stereotype for a rock artists and their fans. On May 8th, every Bandom member who falls under the category of POC, non-Christian born, disabled (mentally or physically), or LGBTQ+ will post stuff about themselves, band members they look up to, selfies, things about their sexuality/culture/disability, everything pretty much! It would be wonderful if we could do this. The tag will be #We Exist Everyday. That tag has come to be because we shouldn’t be afraid to show who we are in the Bandom, and we don’t just exist on May 8th. May 8th should just be a day where we show that we exist, not just when its popular to be who we are. Please give feedback, and if you have any questions, hmu in the comments/in my ask.