#poser core

[k1ndrwh0re]

Peak mayhem concert

[teddypunx]

First patch on the new vest‼️

[punkeropercyjackson]

I like Older Brother Core but i'll be honest,i feel like it becoming seen as the quissisential of punk characters is a result of the whitewashing punk culture in media,in this case in the 2000s specifically.Like why is your idea of 'the ultimate punks' white boys who're mean to younger people with an emphasis on their own siblings rather than black/queer women activists and especially black queer women activists when historically they were the backbone of punk when it was being created........and why do you treat punk like it's inherently masculine when most punk men present femininely at least in mix with masculinity if not just are straight up femmes and when there's a whole punk subtype exclusively for lesbians with a subtype within itself exclusively for black lesbians

[extraemopossum]

emo/scene bitches who still care about people being posers are so godamn annoying. Emos are just poser punks, 2000s scene kids were just poser emo, and modern scene kids are just poser 2000s scene kids. Like this is such a stupid thing to gatekeep, we’re all fucking posers just let people have funnn

[j-screamo]

[chainsawgirlfriend]

Emo culture, scene culture, goth culture, alt culture, whatever - all being boiled down to the accessories you can wear, the shops you go to, the merch you can buy. Gross!! Yucky. Posercore.

[scottpilgrim4everr]

I love maladaptive day dreaming Sex Bob-Omb performing the songs in my playlist.

[junebiologist]

earlier 2day headspace!!!

[sharksfood]

the goth and metal communities on instagram/tiktok are horrible cults of elitism and gatekeeping the metal community especially is so transphobic and non-metalphobic, i wish i could find likeminded people who dont want to kill me for not wearing corpse paint 24/7 and also listening to hyperpop

[spectral-central]

I tried

[k1ndrwh0re]

Pelle 😋

[punkeropercyjackson]

'Hobie only listens to punk music-'STFU‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️HOBIE ONLY LISTENS TO BLACK MUSIC,HIM AND MARGO BOPPIN' IT LO-FI CHOPTUNES AND HE GREW UP ON JAMAICAN/UGANDAN MUSICIANS THAT WERE POPULAR IN HIS MAMA'S CHILDHOOD AND MILES INTRODUCED HIM TO FRANK OCEAN AND Garden BY Meet Me @ The Altar IS HIM AND GWEN'S SONG BECAUSE BRO IS A ROMANTIC AND HIS FAVORITE GENRES AFTER PUNK ARE CALYPSO AND JAZZ AND HE HAS A CRUSH MEGAN THEE STALLION(and so does Gwen,they're bi4bi)

[slimywren]

“there’s nothing more punk than being kind” wrong! shoplifting.

[a-griffin-in-the-sky]

Here are three core reasons why watching porn clashes with punk values

1. Porn upholds the systems punk resists exploitation, capitalism, and misogyny: Punk is anti-authority, anti-capitalist, and rooted in resisting oppression. Most mainstream porn is built on the exploitation of performers (especially women), commodifying sex, and reinforcing misogynistic power dynamics the very systems punk was born to reject. Supporting that industry feeds the machine, not fights it.

2. Porn promotes passivity and consumption, not rebellion and action:Punk is about participation, not passively consuming what you're handed: Porn trains people to dissociate, objectify others, and seek instant gratification without connection. That’s the exact opposite of punk’s ethos make your own art, build your own world, fight alienation.

3. Porn distorts intimacy and reinforces the status quo: Punk challenges norms, porn reinforces them. The industry teaches harmful narratives about gender roles, consent, bodies, and power. Watching porn often just reaffirms patriarchal expectations instead of tearing them down. If punk is about radical authenticity and human connection, porn is its glossy, packaged enemy.

So if you’re a punk(man let's be real) crying over Pornhub getting restricted instead of celebrating the downfall of a corporate sex machine that profits off abuse, exploitation, and stolen content... and you think buying OnlyFans makes you “ethical”? Hate to break it to you, not really but-

You’re a poser~

[dovenskin]

i luvv💕ur work

may u pls do a bill x reader with reader whos just as much as of an asshole as he is -- like they dont put up with his attitude, ignore him, block him whenever they feel like it, and force bill into pathetic actions for her forgiveness?? 💗💗

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bill dickeyノ

cw : no warnings just bill being bill // bill x gn reader with feminine qualities

✦ Title: Let Him Suffer

an: yess!! omg i’ve prayed for a bill request and thank uu!! xoxo

© dovenskin

Bill was always mouthing off.

That was nothing new. You’d gotten used to the endless stream of smug corrections, petty gatekeeping, and the incel-core commentary that tumbled out of his mouth anytime he felt challenged—so, constantly. He was basically a walking online reporter with a superiority complex and the emotional regulation of a wet sock.

The two of you were in a thing, sure—one of those “off and on, don’t ask questions” relationships that was somehow real and a joke at the same time. Not that Bill would ever call it a relationship without choking on the word or throwing up sarcastic air quotes like they were part of his mutant power set.

“Yeah, my ‘partner’,” he’d grunt at Pete or Jerry. “Don’t get used to it. Casual arrangement.”

And yet the second you wore a tank top out without checking in? He got possessive like you were his limited-edition signed ‘The Joker’ poster

You’d shown up to Free Comic Book Day dressed as a vampire hunter —tight leather, stylized thigh straps, and detailed sigils you’d painted by hand. Weeks of work. And before you could even enjoy the look, Bill peered at you from behind a stack of longboxes and barked:

“That skirt is two inches too short for any functional loadout. You look like a slut. And I’m pretty sure those sigils are a bad rip-off of the Bloodlines expansion. Try harder next time.”

You blinked once. Then turned and walked away.

Bill Dickey had never met anyone who could silence him with a look. He hated it. Hated how you rolled your eyes during his continuity rants. Hated how you blocked his number every time he called you a “poser bitch” for having an opinion that didn’t match his. Hated how you always came back when you felt like it—like his tantrums meant less than nothing.

He called you sensitive when you called him out for saying “female-led media is inherently weaker.” You laughed in his face and walked off.

He told Pete and Josh that the only reason you kept winning at Magic was because he “let you win to keep the peace.” You threw your drink in the trash and left mid-game.

And when he told Jerry—fucking Jerry—that your art wasn’t real fanwork because your posts got “thirst likes from brain-dead coomers”? You were sitting right there.

He looked you dead in the eye and said it.

And you? You stood up without a word, grabbed your bag, and left.

He didn’t follow. Not then

But that night? The spiral began.

First, texts:

““You know I was kidding.”

“Fine. Act like a bitch.”

“C’mon, don’t be so emotional. You females are always so emotional over nothing. Pick a new struggle.”

Blocked.

A day passed.

Then two.

On the third morning, you opened your curtains to find Bill Dickey in your front yard with a busted Bluetooth speaker duct-taped to a messenger bag, fumbling with wires like he’d tried and failed to play something from your favorite album—pathetic and obvious.

You opened the door an inch.

“I’m sorry, alright?” he shouted. “I’m not good at this relationship shit! I said stuff I didn’t mean! C’mon… s—sweetheart…” He hesitated like the pet name burned his tongue. “I brought the speaker!”

You slammed the door without saying a word.

Over the next week, he sent more emails than an ILOVEYOU virus

Subject: “Just read this???”

Subject: “I messed up—okay??”

Subject: “Say something. Anything.”

Subject: “I’ll delete the forum post about your ‘Bloodlines’ sigils. Please.”

He lurked outside the comic shop during your usual visits,flannel flared up, pacing like he knew he wasn’t welcome but refused to leave. You walked past him without flinching.

One night, as you stepped over the curb, he trailed after you.

“Okay—okay, I get it. I was a dick! But I miss you. I like you, alright? I—fuck—I love you. Is that what you want to hear?”

You didn’t even turn around.

Behind you, Bill stood frozen on the sidewalk, red-faced and hunched over like he’d just been hit by a boss fight cutscene. His backpack slipped down his shoulder. His mouth hung open, useless.

“…Please,” he called out. “I don’t know what to do without you.”

But that wasn’t your problem.

Because it was never about whether he liked you. It was about whether he respected you. And Bill Dickey?

He didn’t deserve shit.

Let him suffer.

[helluvapoison]

Hey can you write headcanons for alastor, angel dust(both platonic) and sir pentious (romantic) with a gen z/millennial reader? Just general stuff and interactions (like maybe talking about how things are for the lgbt community with angel and talking to alastor about gramophones and how they're coming back in style) and just some shenanigans

I know you don't have these characters listed in your writing list, and it's completely fine if you cant write for them but i love your writing style and characterization so I wanted to know how you'd imagine things would go

Alastor, Angel Dust (platonic) and Sir Pentious (romantic) x Reader

˚✧₊⁎ Alastor ⁎⁺˳✧༚

• “Hey Al! Loving the drip, it’s giving strawberry cow meets dark academia core.”

• Now he knows what others feel like when speaking to Zestial. He doesn’t understand half of what you say

• You taught him “tea”. Originally he thought you were providing real tea, something useful, not tedious gossip about— Oh. Oh. That could come in handy, actually. Alastor begins to pencil you into his afternoon tea. Sometimes you bring him useful information, others he has to sit through petty issues that make his eye twitch

• Alastor outright bans you from using your phone around him. He has no interest in this “meme” that reminds you of him (Don’t bring it out again, next time he’ll break it)

You groan, “It’s not as funny if I have to explain it!”

“It must not be very humorous in the first place.” He retorts

• He thinks you’re complimenting his taste in decor when you call it vintage

• You’ve proven yourself a useful acquaintance. Like Nifty, he’s grown accustomed to your presence and learned it may be better not to understand the inner workings of your mind

• “Got any aces?” someone asks while you play Go Fish with Husk, Angel and Sir Pina Colada. You never fail to jab a thumb in Alastor’s direction, cackling and kicking your feet

• They give you a peculiar look in reply

“Fuck you guys, I ate.”

• Yeah, they don’t get that one either

˚✧₊⁎ Angel Dust ⁎⁺˳✧༚

• It feels like every day Angel’s mid-insult and snapping his fingers at you, beckoning for you to conjure up a fresh comeback

• “Ooh! You just got cancelled, take the L, you fucking poser!”

He cackles, “Yeah! What they said!”

• Started calling himself an e-girl because you said it once about Charlie and never elaborated. He thinks it means cute… He’s not wrong? You don’t correct him, it’s funnier this way

• Playful arguments 24/7

“RIP, Angel, you would have loved Mean Girls— Wait, if a movie dies would it come to Hell? Never mind, don’t answer that, it would obviously go to Heaven.”

“I’ve met some real weirdos down here, sweetheart, and you outrank almost all of ‘em.”

• Something Angel noticed he could only appreciate from you is how different you react to his relationship with Val. He already knows it’s not healthy and he knows he gets defensive when people bring it up. Like the others, you listen, you comfort, you get furious on his behalf. You also offer him insight and labels he never thought would be helpful

• You hold up two fingers like you’re conducting an orchestra as you speak, “Say it with me; boundaries, bitch.”

“Boundaries..? S’at like bondage–?”

”NO!”

• Angel’s the only one that makes HellToks with you. The dances he learns faster and performs them better than you, often adding his own choreography to them. The “pass the phone” challenges never end well– especially when he tries to rope Nifty or Alastor in on them (RIP your old phone)

• Honestly, you’re pretty surprised you get along with Angel as well as you do. Y’know, considering he died a thousand years before you—

“I ain’t that old!”

“Your death certificate says otherwise, fam!”

˚✧₊⁎ Sir Pentious ⁎⁺˳✧༚

• He’s not sure how to handle how touchy you are first. You go around high-fiving everyone, freely holding hands with whoever lets you, offering hugs and– thump. Your head hits his lap, staring straight right at him with a goofy grin. And that.

• “Say slay,”

“Sssslay?”

• Oh. He quite likes the laugh that gets out of you

• Starts saying the word as much as possible, puffing his chest out proudly when you double over laughing. You don’t have the heart to tell him he’s using it wrong 99.9% of the time

• When you began consistently picking him for a chair instead of the others, he was stuck between throwing you across the room and making a break for it or pointing and laughing in the faces of everyone else. You chose him! HA!

• Bless his soul, the way he asked you out was so sweet

“I’ve done extensive research and found the equivalent of going sssteady in your language! I would like for us to move forward with the relationship ssstatus.”

“Huh? Oh. You want to go out with me? Yeah!”

“Fuck yesss!“

• Pentious gives ride or die a new definition. Everything you say or you do, he will back you up. His eyes sparkle from the praise you give him

• That, and making him blush takes little effort on your part. Complimenting him like you always do (at least he thinks you are, sometimes he’s not certain) has his cheeks glowing in seconds

• After following you around for an hour, because Pentious wanted to make sure you could get along with the Egg Boiz without him, they adopt bits of your personality and bizarre phrases. “Now we have two parents!” “No cap!” “Yes cap, you’re wearing a hat!”

• You’ve single handedly make the Egg Boiz worse in the eyes of everyone but Pen. He’s ecstatic over the results, he doesn’t know what he would do if he had to choose between you and his eggs

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╰(*´︶`*)╯♡ this was so silly and fun, i hope you enjoy anon!