ok but why do we need a tumblr discourse about Billie’s dislike of phones at concerts.. like would it kill you to not look at your phone in your pocket for three straight hours and just enjoy a goddamn concert without filming the whole thing and taking 1000 pictures of the event ???
like okay take one or two pictures as a memory and the put that shit away and maybe not act like “Billy Joe is a pretentious asshole douchebag” because he told you to make eye contact with him instead of fumbling with your phone
smartphones can be a great thing but some of ya’ll getting so offended that someone doesn’t share your love for them is so damn childish.. like this is one of the things you just have to accept and move on and not make a fucking drama out of it
i’m so over tumblr getting hyper defensive about everything technology related and then acting like everyone who doesn’t agree is some kind of heathen that deserves to be disrespected
listen, Billie Joe has his troubles with coming to terms with the modern age and smartphones and social media and that’s FINE because he grew up in a time where none of this was a thing and he has seen the crowds in front of him change over the years and he is ALLOWED to have negative feelings about this and to ask people to put their phones away, it’s not like he kicked you out the show lmao tf. he’s never been an asshole about it either and always does it with some layer or humor or a smile so maybe hold your horses kid.
my brother legit turned down a girl bc she made fun of jackson omg ok so my lil bro has jackson as his lockscreen, and some girl who likes him asked “why do you have a gay guy as your background” and my brother shut her down immediately. he said “that’s jackson my role model, and so what if he were gay, he’s still more beautiful than you’ll ever be” :”)) and I’m just alfjdhhxna im so proud of him
For @abloodneed, one of the most amazing, beautiful men alive. Thank you for always being you.
There were certain things that Magnus feared. The loss of a loved one—his mind flashed to quick strides, dark hair and hazel eyes—, the loss of a friend—his breath caught at the image of dark eyes, dark hair streaked with grey, twin horns, and skin grown cold—, and the loss of his children—the downworlders he’d taken underneath his wings. His fingers dug into the oak coffee table, scouring the wood as his mind supplied him with images of everyone of them that he’d lost. Drawing in breath was hard, like he was suffocating, a direct contradiction to the cool breeze wafting into the outdoor patio of the mundane bar he’d decided to visit. Sometimes, he just needed that time to himself, amongst the mundanes that entertained him with how they scurried about in their daily lives, unaware of the world that existed in the shadows.
He did just that at the moment, watching them go about their lives when suddenly, everything… froze. From the waiter who had been heading to his table, to the lovers celebrating their recent engagement. Even the late night dog walker and her dog were frozen in place, her with a hand halfway up her hair, and the dog with his tongue half pulled into his mouth. As he took in the the sight, everyone frozen as far as he could he could see, and as he heard those footsteps, calm and unhurried, that oozing mass of power that would cower a lesser man, have them scurrying away or bending their heads in submission, Magnus came face to face with his biggest fear.
“Drinking alone,” a voice he’d heard only once in his life and had hoped he would never hear again wafted out to him, moments before the owner of the voice slid into the seat across from him. White suit—expensive as expected, stretched over a tall lanky form. “Now that doesn’t suit you Magnus,” he drawled as he casually shrugged off the jacket, undid the diamond studded cufflinks so he could roll up his sleeves and show off his forearms. Long lean fingers reached up to run through hair that was kept in place by the crown of barbed wire on his head. He waved his hands and men—shapeshifting demons, Magnus was sure—who’d accompanied him all gave them a wide berth.
“And how would you know what suits or doesn’t suit me,” Magnus tossed back as he reached for his glass of bourbon. “You don’t know me.”
The man grinned, teeth sharp in the moonlight. “Now, now Magnus. Why would you say that? Is that how you speak to your father?”
Magnus raised a brow and took a sip of his bourbon, eyes hard as he stared back at Asmodeus.
It’s a miRACLE I was able to kinda remember the date for this before asking, since I absolutely suck without reminders and had to dig back in my old pictures to find a doodle I made around then for you last year- buT THIS IS FOR M’ LOVELY FRIENDO @sesescorner’S BIRTHDAY
I seriously gotta say how frickin proud of you I am for overcoming (and continUING TO OVERCOME) all the things that you have since I’ve gotten to meet you ;;__;; Plus its awesome you’ve got some projects of your own that you can get your head invested in and give you something fun to work on. :,D I’ve felt really honored n’ happy getting to call you my friend, and I can firmly say that’s been for at leaST A YEARISH OR MORE NOW >:,,,D
You’ve helped me overcome a painfully huge amount of my own social anxiety in a lotta ways you dont (and already do) know about :,,> and it has been sO much fun whenever our timezones/schedules line up that we’ve been able to play games together or brainstorm, or even just chat ;;v;; alSO making up characters with other peeps has been something I’ve always wanted to do for ages, so getting to mess with ideas for Gekko n’ Pari has been fun as heck, and I’m excited to see wherever it is any new goobers we make end up going.
You’re a phenomenal artist with all sorts of adorable characters and fun ideas, and just a beautiful n’ awesome person in general; I can’t wait to see where you go in the future. :,,,D
I love ya lots dude, here’s to hopefully many more years of bein’ friends with each other <333 N’ I hope the rest of your day’s a really nice one~