More Than Special Friends (Alex Gaskarth Imagine)

You decided to come to your best friend’s concerts after hours of him begging you. “C’mon!” He whined and you couldn’t help but smile at his voice and his cute face when he pouted.

"Fine." You groaned and rolled your eyes. "When’s the concert anyways?"

"Tomorrow." He smiled wider.

"Alex!" You yelled at him. "How can you just tell me to go to your concert the night before?! I don’t even know what to wear" you started to freak out. You always panicked the night before a concert, and this just made it worse that he’d just told you. You ran to your room and he lazily followed you. You randomly threw clothes from your closet onto the bed which he sat ontop of. "Okay, this one or this one?" You held up two of your favorite shirts.

"I like this one…" Of course he pointed to the All Time Low shirt that he had gotten for you for Christmas last year. But, it was a really nice shirt and you were going to their concert so might as well.

"And pants?" You motioned to your array of skinny jeans that all looked practically the same but you could tell the subtle differences. Like this one pair fit better than the other one, or this one made your ass look fabulous.

"Those." He rolled his eyes at the different pairs of the practically the same jeans and picked one out at random.

"But those make me look fat…" You whined and examined your collection of black skinny jeans. "I like these ones." I picked out my favorite pair of jeans and left them out with my All Time Low shirt for tomorrow.

"Whatever, you’ll like amazing either way… But I have to go pick out my outfit for tomorrow now, see ya at the concert!" He waved then let himself out of my apartment.

-at concert next day-

You started panicking when you actually got to the concert. You’ve never actually been to an All Time Low concert… Well, except for this one time, but that’s a long story and let’s just say you didn’t stay the whole time because you passed out.

Flocks of girls swarmed around the stage and you shoved your way through the girls trying to get to the exact spot that Alex told you to stand at. All of a sudden, girls started jumping and screaming and guitars started playing, along with drums. “WE’RE ALL TIME LOW!” I heard Alex speak into the microphone to the audience who was screaming and fangirling… Literally.

They played a few songs like, “Dear Maria, Count Me In” and “Weightless” and then a new Song started playing. You didn’t recognize the way it sounded or the way the instruments played. Did they just write this song? No, why didn’t Alex tell you? He usually always tells he and brags about his new songs.

"This one is for a very special friend of mine, (Y/N)!" He parted the audience so that he could see you directly. He waved for you to join on the stage and you reluctantly followed his request. You got a Few excited smiles from the audience and a few glares from jealous girls.
Alex took your hand and helped you onto the stage and sat you down on a tall stool next to him and began speaking to you directly which made you blush for some reason. “I-er-We” he gestured to his band and himself. “Wrote this song for you and I was wondering if maybe we could…” He blushed nervously and looked out at the audience who was listening intently then back at you. “If maybe be could be more than just friends?”

You blushed like a Tomato as the crowd erupted in cheers and egging you on to say ‘yes’. “Of course.” You looked into his dazzling eyes as he started singing to you.

"Say goodbye to the halls and the classes. Say hello to the job and the taxes. The weekends with old friends spilling into 9 to 5 routines. Tell me how you feel over and done with, like your life is a map with no compass to guide, at the bar drinkin way too much. We sing along to ‘forever young’
So here we go again, wishing me could start again.
(Y/N) run away with me! I know I sound crazy don’t you see what you do to me? I want to be your lost boy, your last chance, a better reality…”


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Good news bad news best news

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The good news:

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 I found my favorite old jacket while sorting through my old stuff

The bad news:imageThe last time I wore it I was nine years old

The best news:

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I am the anime now

Haha YES!!

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Ricky Horror - eye appreciation

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Hospital (Short Vic Fuentes imagine)

Imagine:

You were placed in the hospital for self harm, yet again. Your parents were starting to get worried, which annoyed you but you didn’t mind. You actually kind of like the hospital, because you made friends there that actually understood you for once. And you sang to the other kids that were around your age. They enjoyed your singing because for once hey could relate to the songs that you sang.

One night, you decided to sing ‘Hold On Till May’ by Pierce The Veil to them because it was one of your favorite songs. “She sits up high surrounded by the sun. One million branches and she loves everyone.” You began. The kids went silent as they listened so intently to your beautiful voice with smiles planted on their faces. ” mom and dad, did you search for me…” At this point someone began harmonizing with you as they sang along to your favorite song. Your eyes were closed as you sang the song that brought back so much memories, so you couldn’t tell who was singing. But you figured it was probably one of the kids.

" as the sun went down we ended up on the ground. I heard the train shake the windows you screamed over the sound." The voice sang along, it was much too perfect to be one of the kids but you still didn’t open your eyes. Someone sat down beside you on the sanitary hospital bed and kept singing. You reluctantly opened your eyes while singing and found Vic sitting beside you, singing with you.

Tears swam down your face as you realized you were sitting and singing with your hero.


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Eating Disorders Hotline: 1-847-831-3438
Rape and Sexual Assault: 1-800-656-4673
Grief Support: 1-650-321-5272
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Vinyls

my mom wont let me get any vinyls from hot topic because she says i have to use my own money and i dont have money... that bitch lol jk

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Day 25/30 - Your favorite album or EP.

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Done For You - Black Veil Brides

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Done For You - Black Veil Brides

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She’s Just Shy (Ronnie Radke Imagine)

*Your POV*

I was dating this guy for about two weeks now and i was already in love with him. His name was Ronnie and he was quite charming, funny, and stubborn at times, but that only made me more attracted to him. Id never admit that i was head-over-heels in love with him, well, to his face at least. He didn’t care that i was a loner, or a misfit, he thought that made me even more adorable… i don’t know why.

"Hey, darling." He wrapped his tattooed arms around my waist from behind me. I blushed lightly and leaned back against him.

"What do you want?" I tried to play hard-to-get but it just made me sound silly.

"I want you to meet my band." He smiled and turned me around so that i was facing him. I stood on my tippy toes and kissed his nose which made him smile wider.

"Really? You’re finally gonna let me meet the band you always talked about?" I got excited. I’ve always wanted to meet his band,’Falling In Reverse’. Ever since we met he would talk about them all the time, probably because he thought it made him sound cool (Which i admit… it did), But i never really heard of his band before that. After he finally got me to listen to some of their songs, and watch some of their videos, I actually liked them. And not only because he was in it.

"Yup." He finally let me out of his embrace and sat down on the couch casually. "They’re coming in like five minutes." 

“Uhh! But the house isn’t clean! We don’t have any snacks! What if they don’t like me??!” I started to panic and get flustered. “If they’re don’t like me then you won’t like me!” I ran to the fridge to try to prepare some snacks quickly.

“Woah calm down, (Y/N).” He tried to calm me. “It’s just my band, I’m sure they won’t care if this place is a mess or if there’s food.” He smiled and I relaxed a little but then the door bell rang and I could here them all laughing and talking to eachother. “I should probably get that.” I nodded quietly and watched him get up lazily and head to the door.

“Wait!” I stopped him. “How do I look?”

He chuckled. “You look fine, no need to worry.” Quickly he opened the door before I could ask any more unnecessary questions out of my nervousness. My heart started racing like a jackrabbit and my breath quickened.

“Hey!!” They all stormed in and instantly flung themselves on the couch and on the floor. I don’t think they realized I was there even though I was hyperventilating and I was sure they could all hear my heart pounding. “What are you watching anyways?” Max asked Ronnie and flipped through channels on the large tv.

“Nothing now, hey guys meet (Y/N),” he smiled and moved to my side to introduce me.

“Woah, who’s the chick?” Jacky winked flirtatiously at me and my anxiety started to return.

“my girlfriend, back off.” Ronnie wrapped his arm around my waist to show that I was his territory.

“I uhhh-” I was panicking even worse. ” I gotta go” I slid out of Ronnie’s grip and ran up the stairs and locked myself in my room. How stupid I must have looked. I was so awkward and so embarrassed that I must have looked like a total jackass out there with all his friends. I could here Ronnie apologizing to his friends then his heavy footsteps up the stairs. A knock sounded on the thin wooden door.

“(Y/N),” he said softly. “What’s wrong?”

“I don’t wanna go out there, I’m making a fool of myself and a fool of you, I’m sorry.” A gear slid down my burning cheek.

“It’ll be fine, just let me in.” I unlocked the door reluctantly and let him into my dull, dark room with posters tacked to the walls. “What happened out there, you’re usually great around people!”

“Yeah, normal people that I know, not famous people that I have to impress because they’re your friends” I wiped the tears away. “I guess it’s just my anxiety acting up again.” I tried to explain.

“Do you wanna go out there and try introducing yourself again?” He smiled and kissed my cheek making it burn even more.

“I dunno, it might get worse and I could pass out.” I made up more excuses.

“I’ll be right by your side, don’t worry, you’ll be fine” he took my hand and led me back down he stairs to his awaiting friends.

“Oh look who came out again.” Derek smiled charmingly.

“This is (Y/N), and this id jacks, Derek, Max, and Ryan.” Ronnie tried again and this time I didn’t pass out or run away.

“Why’d you run away before?” Ryan asked.

“She’s just shy.”

“Yeah sorry about that, it doesn’t happen often.” I got the courage to speak and Ronnie led me to the couch inbetween all of his friends.

“Sorry about making you nervous.” Jacky apologized and I smiled. We spent the rest of the night talking and watching tv and rummaging through the fridge for food