suburbia is out to get me


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Summary:  Y/N and Jughead take a long drive out of Riverdale for a road trip and discover their hidden feelings for each other 

Warnings: swearing, slight smut, drinking

‘Swerving on the 405, I can never keep my eyes off this’

We’d been driving for hours, we didn’t even know where we were going anymore, or what were running from. The sudden impulsive decision to get out of town and take a road trip was decided by Jughead. He had been distressed at school lately and said he had a lot of stuff going on in his head, and he needed to get away. 

Me being the good friend I am, and caring a great deal for him, didn’t want him to be alone so I decided to make the offer on taking him away for a while. 

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Ever mess with the wrong guy?

Friend told me about a guy he knew named “Ben” and how he met out some crazy revenge:

Ben was driving himself down Johnson Rd. Now Johnson Road was one of those uncommon roads in suburbia that was kind of narrow. As he was driving, there were these three teenagers, 16, 17 and 19, walking shoulder to shoulder along the road with their backs to him. Not trying to hit them, Ben moved to the far left side to avoid them and give them enough safe space.

Turns out it was a ruse by those three kids to get cars to pass along them just like that. When he passed by them, they took out baseball bats they were hiding and started smashing his car as he passed. Took out his side mirror and minor damage.

Ben wasn’t too happy so he pulled over and got out of his car to address this, not too smart since it’s already 3 to 1 but you’ll understand in a minute. The three kids see him and realize their advantage and start charging at him, bats raised.

Now here’s where it gets good.

Ben pulls out a gun and tells them all to freeze. Turns out, Ben’s a retired Marine with a concealed weapons permit. The three kids freak out and stop dead in their tracks, arms raised. Ben directs them to get on their knees, lay facedown, and keep their arms and legs spread-out. Now this was back in 2000 when cell phones weren’t as common, but Ben happened to have one. He called the cops on the kids right then and there. He said, “My name is Ben, I’m on Johnson Road and three teenagers just attacked my car and threated to attack me. I am carrying a gun with a permit and have them on the ground and subdued, I need an officer to come by here as I am pressing charges and I want them arrested. When the officer arrives, I am the one with the gun and I will follow his instructions.”

The kids start begging for him to let them go, cursing each other, and probably giving sob stories but Ben’s not listening. The cop arrives, orders Ben to put down his gun, which he does, and then it gets better!

Turns out the cop is a retired Marine too! He hears Ben’s statement, sees the evidence, and then they have this exchange:

Cop: “So they came right at you?” Ben: “Yes.” Cop: “And you didn’t shoot them?” Ben: “No, they listened to my commands so I didn’t see the need.” Cop: “That what they’re teaching now?”

The cop then looks at the three kids and says, “You’re lucky you got him and not me, I’d have shot all three of you, coming at me with bats. If this guy would have shot all three of you dead, told me what happened, I’d send him on his way.” So the three kids get arrested and the cop tells the two youngest that they’re probably going to screw up their lives if they keep this up. He tells the 19 year old that he’s over 18 and an adult so it’s too late for him, he’s going to jail for this.

Then it gets better.

They all end up in court and, as it turns out, the judge’s son is currently in the Marines. He tells the other two that they’re going to be tried as adults too and eventually all three go to jail for the maximum sentence our state allows for this crime!

I Know

My first Byeler fic! General warning for some period typical internal homophobia. Aged up characters. Romance. Jealousy. Coming out. 


Will was halfway back home when he decided he’d had enough. With a scowl on his face, and a tiny huff of frustration, he made a sloppy u-turn on a gravel drive and headed back in the direction from which he’d come, the Wheeler’s house, pedaling as fast as his legs could handle. By the time he’d made it back to their clean, middle class suburb (nothing like the run down, outskirts of town that Will called home), the sun was beginning to set and the lamplights and porch lights began their lazy parade of firing to life.

He wasn’t sure what he was going to do exactly, only knew that he was pissed off, his shoulders tense underneath the collar of his now sweat-soaked shirt, and he was either going to end up laying into Mike, or fleeing in terror at the first sight of him. If his past history was a factor, then it was a high probability for the latter.

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anonymous asked:

So as someone who's been trying out various magical pursuits over the past few years, I've decided I'd really like to hone in on trad witchcraft. I've seen some trad witches post resources and references, which is great, but I'm stuck in suburbia with little money. Do you know of ways to make the most of that in traditional witchcraft? I know it's all about using your environment, but everything around me seems lackluster :/

Suburbia is usually riddled with parks. unless you’re in Florida I guess. Go into those parks and talk to whatever spirits remain there. I’m sure they’ll be happy to get some attention. Leave offerings in a cemetery and talk to the inhabitants. Fly. You can use a lot of the trees and weeds growing in sidewalks and backyards for magic. I’d reccomend working with Dandelion. Wild Lettuce is also a slight hallucinogen you can use to achieve spirit communication or flight. Just work with the local spirits is what I’d reccomend. Visit your local library too. Read up on folklore and history and who’s dead, etc…

Part One: You Can’t Outrun Your Past. (Exile On Main Street S06E01)

Episode Summary: After Dean gives up hunting, Sam and the reader are mysteriously freed from his cage in hell. Sam finds Dean to tell him he must rejoin the fight. The reader, however, is hesitant to agree with the plan after seeing the life the man has made for himself.
Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader
Word Count: 5,568. 

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The Signs as Troye Sivan lyrics

Aries: THE QUIET - All I want is a fight to fight // anything but quiet

Taurus: SUBURBIA - Missing occasions, I can’t rewind // can’t help but feel I’ve lost what’s mine

Gemini: DKLA - Wrapped my thoughts around your mind // wrapped your body around mine

Cancer: TALK ME DOWN - And I wanna come home to you // but home is just a room full of my safest sounds

Leo: COOL - That weekend up in the islands, they stop and stare // flashes filling the silence of a Hollywood love affair

Virgo: FOOLS - And my hopes, they are high, I must keep them small // though I try to resist I still want it all

Libra: for him. - We’re like two halves of one heart // we are, we are, we are

Scorpio: BITE - I can be the subject of your dreams // your sickening desire

Sagittarius: LOST BOY - So go get running, won’t you hurry? // while it’s light out, while it’s early

Capricorn: SWIMMING POOLS - But I see a lighthouse in the distance calling my name // but I can’t get there ‘til I go through all of this pain

Aquarius: HEAVEN - This voice inside has been eating at me // trying to embrace the picture I paint and colour me free

Pisces: BLUE - Only seeing myself // when I’m looking up at you


  • Kids With Guns :

❝ Kids with guns, taking over. ❞
❝ But it won’t be long. ❞
❝ They’re mesmerized. ❞
❝ Easy does it, easy does it. ❞
❝ They got something to say no to. ❞
❝ And they turn into monsters. ❞
❝ Turning us into fire. ❞
❝ Turning us into monsters. ❞
❝ It’s all desire. ❞
❝ There you are. ❞
❝ Doesn’t make side to. ❞
❝ It won’t be long. ❞
❝ ‘Cause kids with guns.  ❞

  • Last Living Souls :

❝ Are we the last living souls? ❞
❝ Take a gun. ❞
❝ That’s no way to behave. ❞
❝ But just as long you need the gear. ❞
❝ So sing a song that doesn’t sin. ❞
❝ Are we the last to get away? ❞
❝ Well we know. ❞
❝ Doesn’t seem to be complete. ❞
❝ Get up, get up, get up, get up. ❞
❝ 'Cause all out of song. ❞
❝ I got it down wrong. ❞
❝ I see myself. ❞
❝ An all-seeing door now. ❞

  • Don’t Get Lost in Heaven :

❝ Got off a plane to the countryside. ❞
❝ I drove to the mountain and holding the ground. ❞
❝ There was crack on the corner and someone dead. ❞
❝ And fire coming out of the monkey’s head. ❞
❝ Don’t get lost in heaven, eh. ❞
❝ They got locks on the gate, hey. ❞
❝ Don’t go over the edge, eh. ❞
❝ You’ll make a big mistake, hey. ❞
❝ Put me in a cab to suburbia. ❞
❝ I just took a line but I wasn’t with you. ❞
❝ There was more of it there, when I got back home. ❞
❝ But you had left me. ❞
❝ You don’t know my soul. ❞

  • Demon Days :

❝ In demon days, it’s cold inside. ❞
❝ You don’t get nobody, people sigh. ❞
❝ It’s so bad, lasting far, but love yourself. ❞
❝ Hiding in a hole in there. ❞
❝ All the glasses are too big. ❞
❝ Bring it back, got to hold it back. ❞
❝ To let you do that yet you don’t want me back. ❞
❝ Before it fall down, falling down falling down. ❞
❝ Falling out to go far from the soul. ❞
❝ Well these demon days are so cold inside. ❞
❝ It’s so hard to live, and so to survive. ❞
❝ You can’t even trust the air you breathe. ❞
❝ You love yourself because it’s easy. ❞

Canciones favoritas.

Creep - Radiohead.
Teen Idle - Marina And The Diamonds.
Answer to Yourself - The Soft Pack.
Mardy Bum - Arctic Monkeys.
Conscience Killer - Black Rebel Motorcycle.
Je Veux - ZAZ.
Time Is Running Out - Muse.
Here It Goes Again - Ok Go.
From The Ritz To The Rubble - Arctic Monkeys.
Clint Eastwood - Gorillaz.
Long Time - Cake.
Banana Pancakes - Jack Johnson.
Yesterday - The Beatles.
Bohemian Rhapsody - Queen.
Nobody’s Perfect - Jessie J.
Comfort Eagle - Cake.
Dirty Harry - Gorillaz.
Starlight - Muse.
Decode - Paramore.
Let’s Get Started - Dylan Gardner.
Dance Dance - Fall Out Boy.
On Ira - ZAZ.
Clocks - Coldplay.
Feel Good Inc - Gorillaz.
Half The World Away - Oasis.
Tokyo - Telekinesis!
She Was The One - The Vamps.
How You Remind Me - Nickelback.
Zombie - The Pretty Reckless.
Ignorance - Paramore.
Buy The Stars - Marina And The Diamonds.
Numb - Linkin Park.
Karma Police - Radiohead.
The Luck You Got - The High Strung.
Tonight - Chasing Grace.
Rape Me - Nirvana.
Carrese Sur L'ocean - Les Choristes.
Bittersweet Tragedy - Melanie Martinez.
Monster - Paramore.
Naive - The Kooks.
Big Mother - Feeding People.
Supersonic - Oasis.
Invincible - Ok Go.
Honest - The Neighbourhood.
Come As You Are - Nirvana.
Nude - Radiohead.
Another World - The Vamps.
See The World - The Kooks.
The Apple Tree - Nina Nesbitt.
Feeling Good - Nina Simone // Muse.
Somebody Told Me - The Killers.
Trouble Town - Jake Bugg.
Stop Crying Your Heart Out - Oasis.
Try - P!nk.
Oh No! - Marina And The Diamonds.
Crashing Planes - Wilhelm Tell Me.
Do What You Want - Ok Go.
Who’s Laughing Now - Jessie J.
Somebody To Love - Queen.
Harsh Realm - Widowspeak.
Riptide - Vance Joy.
Risk It All - The Vamps.
Luck - American Authors.
I Hate Myself For Loving You - Joan Jett // Michaela Paige.
You Rascal You - Hanni El Khatib.
Peroxide - Nina Nesbitt.
Strange Times - The Black Keys.
Mercury - Sleeping At Last.
Houses - Great Northern.
Off To The Races - Lana del Rey.
Noots - SUM41.
Scared of Change - Our Last Night.
The Outsider - Marina And The Diamonds.
Mr. C - Nina Nesbitt.
Best Day Of My Life - American Authors.
Fire - Jessie J.
Immortals - Fall Out Boy.
Sleep Tonight - Stars.
Hit Me Like a Man - The Pretty Reckless.
Pyre - Son Lux.
I Want It All - Queen.
Girls - Marina And The Diamonds.
R U Mine? - Arctic Monkeys.
Television, Television - Ok Go.
Islands - The xx.
Serenade - Dover.
I Don’t Care - Fall Out Boy
Sad Song - Oasis.
Look Inside - The Dig.
She - Green Day.
Red Lips - Sky Ferreira.
Battlefield - Lea Michele.
All Star - Smash Mouth.
Can’t Pin Me Down - Marina And The Diamonds.
Panic Station - Muse.
Thriller - Fall Out Boy.
Glass In The Park - Alex Turner.
Shout About It - The Vamps.
The Ocean - Tegan & Sara.
Chasing Cars - Snow Patrol.
Without You - Charlene Soraia.
Killing In The Name Of - Rage Against The Machine
Message In A Bottle - The Police.
Take Me To The Church - Hozier.
Lonely Hearts Club - Marina And The Diamonds.
Who The Fuck Are Arctic Monkeys? - Arctic Monkeys.
This Ain’t a Scene It’s an Arms Race - Fall Out Boy.
Seaside - The Kooks.
Feels Like Only Go Backwards - Tame Impala.
Teddy Picker - Arctic Monkeys.
Savages - Marina And The Diamomds.
Tainted Love - Hannah Peel.
You’re So Damn Hot - Ok Go.
Kill Me - The Pretty Reckless.
Jesus Of Suburbia - Green Day.
Wires - Athlete.
Blue Jeans - Lana del Rey // Sky Ferreira.
Beauty Of The Dark - Mads Langer.
Floating Vibes - Surfer Blood.
Believer - American Authors.
The Phoenix - Fall Out Boy.
Do You - Carina Round.
Close To You - The Carpenters.
Aim To Lose - Hotstreets.
Get Out - Casey Abrams.
You’re a Wolf - Sea Wolf.
In My Veins - Andrew Belle.
Basker Case - Green Day.
Don’t Speak - No Doubt.
Why’d You Only Call Me When You’re High? - Arctic Monkeys // The Vamps.
Stay High - (Against The Current)
Special Death - Mirah
Personal - Jessie J.
Catch My Breath - (Against The Current)

Hay muchas más, pero ya las publicaré otro día.

and i’m not sure where home is anymore

a dream.

“we’re gonna play one last song for you before we get to our famous finale,” i speak into the microphone set up by my keyboard, “and you all probably know what this song is if you’ve been around since the last tour. i play it at every hometown show.” i glance over to my blue-haired bandmate and he gives me a small smile.

“this song-” i get cut off by the audience screaming and cheering for me, so i silence myself until the cries die down, “this song is called suburbia. i didn’t write it, but it’s by one of the artists that inspired me to even begin making music. his name is troye sivan, maybe you know him. maybe you don’t. but he’s one of the reasons i’m even on this stage, in this arena, so you better like this song. anyhow, you know the drill.” i shrug and step away from my keyboard, grabbing the mic as i do and the music began, then my drummer started up a small beat to go with it on his bass drum.

“the sunset’s longer where i am from,” i sing softly and half the crowd sings with me, others cheering as soon as they hear my voice, “where dreams go to die, while having fun.”

i begin to walk slowly across the stage, holding the chord for my microphone beside me. “the boys fix their cars and girls heat it up,” i inhale slowly, “love is so good when love is young.” i pull the microphone from my lips and look out at my people, a few faces in the front i’ve seen before at previous shows. i smile to them and they wave back. i look at the arena that was full, all for me. i remember back to the times i came here to see concerts and musicals in my teenage years, from janet jackson to katy perry to marvel live to twenty one pilots. so many great faces have played here and i was still starstruck that by the fact that now i’m here too.

i blink away a few tears and began to belt the chorus; “oh there’s so much history in these streets and mama’s good eats and wonder on repeat,” i walk to the edge of the stage and kneel down to grab the hand of a few of my fans, all of them getting teary-eyed with me, “there’s so much history in my head, the people i’ve left, the ones that i’ve kept.”

i stand up and look out at my people again, noticing some old friends in the nosebleeds and i drop the mic a little again, chuckling some as they go nuts and wave as i catch eyes with them. “have you heard me on the radio, did you turn it up?” i sing, still keeping my eyes on them and giving a solemn smile. “on your blown-out stereo in suburbia?”

i walk back to the drums beside my keyboard and sit atop the bass drum, feeling myself start shaking a bit since my drummer was still playing. “could be playing hide-and-seek from home, can’t replace my blood. yeah it seems i’m never letting go of suburbia,” i slowly look over the crowd again, first the pit then my eyes make their way to the nosebleed seats.

i stand up again and walk to the stairs on the side of the stage and two security guards follow behind me as i walk into the crowd. “swallow nostalgia, chase it with lime,” i look out at the faces around me and touch the shoulders of a few of the people who were crying as i was a few mere inches away from them, “better than dwelling and chasing time. missing occasions i can’t rewind-” i close my eyes and lower the mic for a second, putting a hand over my mouth to try and keep from crying before putting my microphone back to my lips and quietly singing the next lyric, “can’t help but feel i’ve lost what’s mine.”

i think back to when i was just 13, 14, 15, all through my teenage years before i finally started making music as a career. i think back to when me and my drummer, that same man who sits on the stage right now as i sing, when we released our first album and being so excited when we got just one listener on spotify. i remember when we first got signed to our record label years later after releasing our third album. i remember the little venues we played, the bars, the restaurants, the garages, before we made it to this. i kind of miss those days. but it was worth it to give them up and be able to touch this many people, the few thousand around me. to inspire them. i never thought i’d make it half this far.

yes, i’m quoting fall out boy.

i start singing the chorus again, opening my eyes and finally letting tears fall, walking further into the crowd and making my way to the pit, touching a few more of my people on the arm or shoulder. someone with purple hair like mine and makeup like mine and clothes like mine catches my eye. she’s bawling as i stand right in front of her and i take her hand.

“have you heard me on the radio, did you turn it up?” i smile to her and she squeezes my hand a little, staring at me in disbelief. “on your blown-out stereo in suburbia?”

she starts crying harder and falls into my chest, crying into my shirt and i rub circles into her back and the people around me scream for us. “could be playing hide-and-seek from home, can’t replace my blood. yeah it seems i’m never letting go of suburbia.” i release her and give her another small smile before walking out to the back of the pit and touch a few other shoulders before walking through the rows of seats and up stairs.

“yeah, they’re all the same but nothing ever changes,” i start quiet but slowly grow louder, “through the new lines that are on their faces.” i stand at the top of the steps and turn around to look around at everyone before looking back to my drummer and we make eye contact. i walk back down the stairs, my security guard still behind me as i walk back to my stage, singing the bridge again.

i make it back to the stage by the time the bridge is done and go into the chorus again, singing louder than i did the last few times. i stand on the edge again and kneel down to hold their hands again, crying more as i meet each of their eyes.

i end the final chorus with a quiet, “oh, it seems i’m never letting go of suburbia,” i stand back up as the song ends and the crowd begins to shout and celebrate my return to the city after a long, long tour around the world. i smile and memorize every face i can make out, the familiar ones and the new ones. i raise a hand into the air and scream; “i love my home.”

Private School: A Playlist For private school punks 

1.The Hell Song - Sum41

2. Teenagers - My Chemical Romance

3. My Last Semester - The Wonder Years

4. It’s Complicated - A Day To Remember

5. Closure - The Story So Far

6. Bite My Tongue - You Me At Six

7. King For A Day - Pierce The Veil

8. With Ears To See And Eyes To Hear - Sleeping With Sirens

9. All I Want - A Day To Remember

10. The Anthem - Good Charlotte

11. Heroes - All Time Low

12. Anthem Part 2 - Blink 182

13. Get Over It - OK GO

14. In Bloom - Nirvana

15. 20 Dollar Nosebleed - Fall Out Boy

16. Vampire Money - My Chemical Romance

17. Jesus Of Suburbia - Green Day

18. Rejects - 5sos

19. Underclass Hero - Sum 41

20. Playing God - Paramore

21. Jimmy Eat World - The Middle

22. Your Graduation - Modern Baseball

23. New Perspective - Panic! At the Disco

24. A Little Less Sixteen Candles A Little More Touch Me - Fall Out Boy

vanessaivesvevo  asked:

“i’m a prince/ss and you’re my bodyguard and we’re so not supposed to bang but we kind of did anyways” i just need bellamy calling clarke 'princess' with as many different inflections as possible pleeeeaaaase <3

thanks for the prompt @vanessaivesvevo​! hope you like this! modern royal au, 2904 words, title from “by night” by puzzle muteson.

under the sheets so thin like eyelid skin

day 1

The first time they met was in her father’s office and she was standing in front of the eagle-headed lion insignia that adorned the wall, a blown-up version of what was depicted on Arkadia’s currency and stamps and passports. House Griffin’s family crest had followed Bellamy all his life; its scion’s porcelain blue eyes followed him now as he stood at attention, too warm in his black Secret Service suit while she folded her arms at the king’s side with a combative tilt to her chin. She was perfectly framed between the insignia’s spread crimson wings, such that they seemed to unfurl from her own shoulder-blades. The effect was regal, picturesque, and he tried not to stare as her father went over his qualifications.

“Honors degree in criminal justice, top of the class at the training academy, and, according to Director Kane, one of his best field agents,” His Majesty read off the dossier with a slight smile before setting it down on the oak table. “Well, Bellamy, you’re a little young, but your credentials speak for themselves. I’m sure my daughter will be in good hands. Right, Clarke?”

“Certainly.” Her voice was clipped, imperious. “As long as he doesn’t get in my way.”

The Secret Service paid well enough to support himself and his sister, but he was no lapdog. “Her Royal Highness’ safety is my primary concern. To ensure that, I will sometimes have to act as the situation, not her opinion, demands,” he replied in even tones, banking on the king’s sense of humor and the princess’ reputation as a wild card that was surely cause for fatherly concern.

The gamble paid off. His Majesty laughed. “Excellent. Don’t let her walk all over you, my boy.”

Displeasure tightened Clarke’s lips. She inclined her head at Bellamy in a manner that stated, Well played, but I’m going to get you back for that. He knew it was only a trick of the afternoon light, but the insignia seemed to move with her, stylized feathers rustling at the edges of her golden hair like the fatal predator, the winged creature that she was.

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Kings of Suburbia

and secret messages…

Stormy Weather

The end of our zone
Undetected, alone

One more wish
One more stop
One last touch
Before we hide and run

Run Run Run

I wonder how your body tastes
Inside of someone else’s place
Pull away your eyes there’s nothing left to heal
I’m alone but I know everything you feel

Tell me how you closed the door
Knowin’ nobody could love you more
Tellin’ all your friends that this love
Was just made for bleedin’
Hung up underwater but still keep on
Tryin’ to breath in

Our lust for fightin’
Tied up in silence

And you waited on the rain
Through tears my heart is caged
And we fall through fate
But we rise and rise again
And I run, run, run, run, run

Love Who Loves You Back

What’s underneath the moon and stars
What’s underneath our clothes we are
Hiding what we wanna share
Take my hand I’ll take you there

There’s a call in the wild
There’s a snake in your bed

And it’s telling you something

Yeah I like it like that
When you’re feeling lonely
Go help yourself
Do whatever you desire

Covered In Gold

I like you simple, I like the way you walk
You liked me simple, you fell for the way I talk
You were making me high, I didn’t know it wasn’t meant to last
I turn the lights down, hearts can fall out of love

Falling in and out of love is a part of us
I keep hanging on to secret promises
You broke me apart, like a shattered glass
Our love is gross but I’m covered in gold, gold, gold, gold
Covered in gold, gold, gold
Covered in gold

But I can’t let you go, put your heart on repeat
Remember love, remember me

Girl Got A Gun

Time that we, have the talk
Are we on, are we off
On the phone, reality
Every word, is killin’ me
Dirty bitch, beautiful
Treat me like, animal
You changing rooms, I never knew
Let me get, over you

Kings Of Suburbia

We are young
With open eyes
Blinded by
The citylights

Lose control
To feel alive

Just another day
In paradise

Diamond Sky
Diamond Sky
You and I
You and I

Have you heard
The silent scream
Boys and girls
Born to be free
Love is our gasoline
Livin’ on this endless dream

Diamond Sky
Diamond Sky
You and I
You and I 

God grant me the serenity
To accept the things I cannot

Courage to change the
Things I can and wisdom to
know the difference

We Found Us

Fire in the sky, shadows unite
The world is outside, we hide
Beats fight a war
Close the door, close the door
Searching for the cure on the floor

We found us, us
In this club, club
We found us, us
It hurts but it feels right

Tears falling down
Underground, underground
Following the sound of the crowd
Reflection of the light
In your eyes, in your eyes

We are rising high, tonight!

We don’t care, we don’t care
It hurts but it feels right


One night, one scream, one echo
Silence louder than before
One tear of blood on the floor
Cold wind through my broken door

Dead all the pain that we shared,
dead all the glory we had.
It’s over it’s over but I always be
Lost in today in the past,
Lost in the future we had.
It’s over, it’s over but I’ll always be
Invaded by you
, invaded by you.

Home, come home
Home, come home

Louder Than Love

Lightin’ up the map to our escape
I can hear your damaged heart
screamin’ through your eyes
Hush the pain away


To the people
in the new world
Haven’t you heard
Everybody’s got a great life
We’re living in the blur

In time - we hide
in a masquerade of heroes

We’re the people
of the new world

belonging nowhere
Happy New Year
celebrate yourself
We’ll get what we deserve

Dancing In The Dark

Another random night
Try to feel alive
I keep runnin’ on
Away from the sun
Haunted by your shade
A permanent ache
Try to find myself
But the feeling is gone

With every breath I take
I lose my intuition
Drownin’ in teardrops
Fight against the lust
Pictures of the past
The pain comes
Crashing down on me
I remember us
But those feelings are wrong

Snow blows through my mind
It makes you comin’ back to me
Just that one more time
But your feelings are gone

Why can’t you fight about us
Why can’t we fight about us
Why can’t you fight about us
Why can’t we fight about us

We’re innocent creatures
That’s what they want to teach us
Forget to tell you what to do when
All your feelings are gone

The Heart Get No Sleep

You said it’s okay,
I said I’m happy.
Come love me like you love me
Just one more time

And I could set the world on fire,
Just to see you come undone.
I’m falling but it feels like flying,
Into the daylight, into the daylight.

I trip in fantasy,
We’re burning diamonds.
Feel so united,
You hurt like love.

We keep our secrets,
I shoot rockets through the silence.
Touch me like a ritual,
Just take it all - come take it all.

The heart get no sleep
Love me, come love me.
The heart get no sleep,
Love me, like we’ve never been hurt.

Great Day

Yeah my heart is open
and my eyes are swollen
It is way too hard to see
And my head is in clouds
but your voice is too loud
Only cigarrettes to breathe
The sun will follow our way
Can you feel it?
Our shadows disappear
Gone forever

We don’t belong to anyone
All we are has come undone

I’m at someone else’s place
It doesn’t matter
Take the memories away
And I’ll be better
Shoot a rocket to the sky
Think of us and let it fly

Come and let go
Don’t remember
All the days that
were meant to last forever
Come and let go
Don’t remember
All that counts now
Ahead of us forever

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little plant? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Zomboss seals, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on Suburbia, and I have over 300 confirmed brainz. I am trained in garden warfare and I’m the top foot soldier in the entire zombie armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another weed. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking brainz. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the zomternet? Think again, weedling. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of all stars across the moon and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your garden. You’re fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the zomboss Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have used your brain. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you zombosdamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking dead, weedling

anonymous asked:

11, 16, 25, 28?

ooh jeez nice thanks!!

11: A song you never get tired of

so many… I’ll only do a few because no one actually cares lmao

FUCKMYLIFE666, Against Me!

Black Me Out, Against Me!

Yer Killin’ Me, Remo Drive

Like A Child Hiding Behind Your Tombstone, Slothrust

Baba O’Riley, The Who

Jesus of Suburbia, Green Day

Stage 4 Fear of Trying, frnkiero and the cellabration

16: One of your favorite classical songs

Pavane, Op. 50 by Gabriel Faure!!! And (kinda cliche but) I love Le cygne by Camille Saint-Saens and the whole of Joseph Haydn’s London Trios and Gustav Holst’s Planets… I like classical music kjfnkdjnf

25: A song by an artist no longer living

Imagine, John Lennon

American Girl, Tom Petty

28: A song by an artist with a voice that you love


Harsh Realms, Laura Jane Grace

No Eye Candy, Slothrust

Still Breathing, Green Day

Brother, Gerard Way

The Wonder Years: Self-reference And Continuity
  • Hey Thanks (The Upsides): “Hey, thanks for everything.”
  • Woke Up Older (Suburbia) “I left a note up on your bed that said hey, thanks again for everything you did.”


  • All My Friends Are In Bar Bands (Upsides): “Spiro lied about his major, but it’s working out for him”
  • Summers In PA (suburbia) “Spiro lied about him major and said ‘fuck the whole thing’”


  • All My Friends Are In Bar Bands (Upsides): Max dropped out of college, but he likes to say he finished
  • My Life As rob Gordon (suburbia): Well Max says, when I mentioned him in ‘Bar Bands’, kids started asking questions


  • Me Vs The Highway (Suburbia Deluxe): “Me versus the highway”
  • Passing Through A Screed Door (greatest generation): “Well the highway won” 


  • Came Out Swinging (Suburbia): “I came out swinging from a south Philly basement” 
  • The Bastards, The Vultures, The Wolves (TGG): ”Yeah, I came out swinging but I’m still walking out with two black eyes and a split lip”


  • Coffee Eyes (Suburbia): “I watched friendships dissolve in the booth on the back wall”
  • Chaser (TGG): ”No more broken phones or swollen knuckles from putting holes in the booth by the back wall”  


  • This Party Sucks (Upsides) “Say you’ll stay”
  • Passing through a screen door (TGG): “I was kinda hoping you’d stay..”


  • Came Out Swinging (Suburbia): “I spent the winter writing songs about getting better and if I’m being honest I’m getting there”
  • Direct nod to The Upsides


  • Logan Circle (Upsides): “They turned on the fountain today at Logan Circle”
  • Local Man Ruins Everything (Suburbia): “The Fountain was off”


  • New Years With Carl Weathers (Upsides): “But I’m waiting for the irony to fall asleep without me”
  • Local Man Ruins Everything (Suburbia): “I’m trying to hold it together but irony’s found cracks in the foundation.”


  • My Life As A Pigeon (Suburbia): “If you ask me to leave then I’ll leave”
  • We Could Die Like This (TGG): “I left because you asked me to”


  • You Made Me Want to Be A Saint (Suburbia): “It was how I know you would want this to be a fast one and not some cliche ballad”

  • Direct nod to We Won’t Bury You (Upsides)


  • Washington Square Park (Upsides): “I left a lot of blood In California”
  • Hoodie Weather (Suburbia):  "California on their lips But I left some blood there that I’m never getting back"  

   And don’t get me started of their constant references to Ginsberg in Suburbia or how that whole album is about going to your home town and looking at it with new eyes and how A+ they were at that. 

     There is a damn good reason they’re my favorite band. 

I know there are more, but these are all i know of off the top of my head, feel free to add more! 

grand-tourers  asked:

sorry for just dropping by, but dude. dude. suburban check please au, but in post canon context. hear me out. the SMH accidentally taking over one side of a street. the other side is people who've lived there for twenty years. they're horrified. there's a tiny man bossing very large men around, one of which seems to think clothes are optional? that side is decked out in hockey regalia (falconers) except for one window (sharks). just. suburbia is never the same.

You don’t need to feel bad about sending me an ask I love seeing stuff in my ask box.

I love the idea of them all moving near each other after they happen to get jobs near providence. I feel like most of the neighborhood is OK with it especially the kids who live near 2 (two! Holster Def makes it later)

except for Sharon who is the current pta president and thinks it’s terrible (half of these families don’t share our good Christian values)

Jack finds this out when he goes to his first PTA meeting because bitty had to be in Boston filming a new England food special.

So Sharon is chatting up Jack which all the other parents are afraid to do because he’s an NHL star but Sharon believes on limiting her family’s screen time so she doesn’t know who is all she knows is he’s a hot new dad in town who’s daughter Isabelle is starting 1st grade.

She happens to complain about all these new families in their suburb saying how they’re corupting the kids especially that biracial gay couple . Jack walks away when he hears that and joins these two women who have been standing a lot close together than everyone else . ( there names are liz and Maria and they’ve been together for 15 years and their twins are starting 6th grade. They were married legally as soon as they could but they never had a big wedding like both of them dreamed of because they never had the money and even today they live in a nice suburb but weddings are expensive so they can’t put that much down at once)

They know exactly who Jack is . He’s the husband of Eric Bittle their favourite food network show Bittle’s hot bites. They ask where Eric is and explains why he had to miss the meeting but assures them that he’ll be at the next one.

When Bitty comes home Jack tells him everything including the racist and homophobic Sharon and the lovely lesbian couple (well wlw couple since Maria is bi) and how they deserve lemon squares cause they said those were their favourites .

Bitty resolves that he’s gonna be as passive aggressively nice as he can be to Sharon as he can be until she cracks.

Also if Liz and Maria mysteriously receive a wedding binder with all the things they ever said they wanted in a wedding with an attached cheque that would cover everything show well Sharon wouldn’t know how beautiful the two brides looked.

So that was longer than I thought it would be I hope you guys like what I think about this suburbia idea