#jock and emo
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jisungderman · 2 months ago
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kuzoowl · 6 months ago
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How hard can it be? Till thought...
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count-pudding · 2 months ago
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Arthur having a middle age crisis, and Merlin is just Merlin
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I had a vision
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aymmidumps · 1 year ago
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Andrew doodles
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akiuge · 6 months ago
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modern alnst au stuff from the recent patreon lol 🩷
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lillottea · 5 months ago
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starry-eyed-psychopomp · 24 days ago
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Okay I totally get preferring one production over the other, and I really love the new Next to Normal, but I NEED new fans to understand that a lot of the choices made in the original were deliberate and had a purpose.
I see a lot of people criticizing Aaron Tveit’s performance for being “too malicious,” compared to Jack Wolfe who “actually felt like their dead son,” and I kind of want to push back on that?? Like you’re not supposed to come out of this show thinking Gabe is actually that dead baby. He’s certainly not supposed to be acting like a literal baby (what even is that interpretation). That maliciousness in Tveit’s performance did its job! The same can be said about the weirdo Oedipal nightmare of Diana and Gabe’s relationship: it’s meant to emphasize that that isn’t actually her son, it’s her mental illness. She never even calls him by her son’s name! I get that it’s uncomfortable, and you don’t have to like it, but that discomfort you feel is the intended effect.
Honestly, the increase in spiritual, even religious interpretations of Next to Normal is a little frustrating imo, because it always felt deliberate to me that this is a show about grief that doesn’t try to pull a “he’s watching over you from heaven 🥰” message. Death is absolute in Next to Normal; it’s grief that persists. Gabe is a looming presence over the Goodman family because they’ve all been personally affected by his death, but he’s still dead. He’s not there! It’s just that their grief wears his face.
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oldinterneticons · 2 months ago
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linipik · 9 months ago
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more of my red x blue jock girls agenda
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arrowthrewme · 2 months ago
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Emo x Reader x Jock
WARNING: Possessive language, some swearing, MASC READER ("Text" means it's their thoughts)
It's Not a Fashion Statement, It's a Death Wish
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To say Mùchén and Stephen liked seeing you in their clothes was an understatement. You just looked so cute wearing Stephen's jersey or Mùchén's MCR shirt. But though they agreed on that, they didn't agree on who deserved the right for your beautiful body to don their clothes. ------> One unremarkable Monday, you walked into school wearing one of Mùchén's sweaters. It was a comfortable, striped thing, whose sleeves ended at your knuckles. The emo boy trailing beside you, blush adorning his usually deathly pale face. His dark eyes glancing up and down at his sweater and back to your smiling face (God, how he loved it).
Everything was going normally, putting both your jackets away into your locker (he "lost" the keys to his). However, normality doesn't ever last long for you. Soon, the giant of a jock called Stephen leaned next against your locker. Smiling giddily at the sight of you. That was until he noticed the--in his opinion, shitty--sweater. His smile formed into a forced one.
"Hey, baby, what's that horrid thing?" He asked bitterly, but desperately trying to hide it.
"Oh, this? Mùchén gave it to me since I forgot my own sweater."
"Oh, how just great." Stephen remarked, sending glares to the emo boy smirking next to you.
Noticing the glares, Mùchén's smirk quickly dropped, looking down at the floor while fixing his emo fringe. He still felt proud, but Stephen was scary! He's a skinny guy who can barely handle when someone yells at him. To him, Stephen might as well be Satan. ------> At the end of the day you say goodbye to your dear emo boy. He sulks around you for a minute or two. Hoping that his pout and watery eyes could somehow change the fact he has to go visit Grandma. He loves her, but not more than you! "I think that's enough," you laugh, pulling away from yet another hug Mùchén pulled you into, "don't make your parents wait even more." The emo boy whines. "Can't you come with?" "Mùchén." You playfully warn, making the boy's shoulders drop in disappointment. You were destined to be part of the family soon! It's not fair!! "Fine...Bye, lǎogōng." He waves sadly as he mopes away. Making you giggle softly. Just as your mind began thinking about a moment's peace, a familiar muscular arm wraps around your shoulders. "Hey, sweets!" Stephen winked. "I don't have any training today, want me to lead you home?" As if you had any choice in the matter. What if something happened to you? He couldn't live with himself! Just like he couldn't live with himself if he had to see you wearing that nerd's sweater any longer. "It's getting a bit chilly, isn't it?" He remarks, feigning a shiver. Before you could respond, his arm jacket was wrapped around you. His large hands buttoning it up happily. "Not to worry! You'll never get cold on my watch." He winked again. "That's what that damn bastard deserves. Thinking his clothes were worthy of your precious body wearing them. So arrogant. "You're finally free, my baby." ------> As the car drove, Mùchén looked out the window. Your favourite song playing through his headphones as he played with a bracelet you got him. His mind filling in the feeling of loneliness as best it could with memories and daydreams. He hated being away from you, from your warm touch and lullaby voice. His dark eyes drifted along the walls of his school. Watching as people talked outside, unlocking their bikes, got into cars, you wearing Stephen's jacket and walking with him – wait. WHAT!? His daydreams came to a stop as his eyes followed you and Stephen. You and Stephen...walking together...his arm around you...you wearing his stupid fucking jacket. His heart ached at the sight, tears beginning to form once again. This- This has to be some joke...right? There's no way in your right mind would you let him, that idiotic jock, do this. Stephen must have- He must have forced you! Of course! There's no reason to panic. You're just trying to protect yourself. You're such a brave darling! His brave boy! "That's my lǎogōng."
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feiyukicchi · 6 months ago
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Emo till's sketchbook lol
POV: You're trying to get better at male anatomy so you draw the stupid popular jock who you keep seeing running around half naked
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theokusgallery · 6 months ago
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Human Virgil doodle page (ft. Roman)
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24skq · 3 months ago
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posting this on tumblr hehe..
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riverratt1133 · 5 months ago
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Part 2!
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karlyboyyy · 2 months ago
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Modern Zukka save me
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konaiiro · 2 years ago
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Smoke breaks on their drives
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