[saturdays--sun]

𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩 ⸻ 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯' 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴

[saturdays--sun]

average conversation between my insert and murdoc on any given day of the week

[dailybuglebunny]

Realest post fucking ever

[saturdays--sun]

i think the actual proof that i like One (1) Guy Ever is that, long before i even met my boyfriend, i had headcanoned that ace drinks monster like water. but specifically only the original monster. and that it's his favorite flavor. guess who also is like that.

[iqccnt]

going grocery shopping with your f/o ! their sleeves are slightly rolled up, one hand lazily resting on the handle of the cart, the other occasionally reaching out to grab something off the shelf. you notice how they absentmindedly push their hair back while they're focused on reading labels, just simply existing together ♡

[lvmimis]

f/o that sleepily murmurs "you're so pretty" when you try to wake them up with a kiss, and ends up pulling you back into bed with them and kissing you all over

[shoujoromance]

[saturdays--sun]

DASHBOARD.

[saturdays--sun]

you always went lookin' for an easy way out. leave the pain you can't solve with the folks you let down. like the world just restarts, like the clock just resets, like we all just move on, like we all just forget. and you tell yourself lies and disguise them as facts. it'll hurt half as much if you drive twice as fast. just when you think that the road's straight ahead is when the devil shows up on your dashboard again. look at you go, crossin' state lines with your shadow. tryna run away, change your zip code. turns out the you're just an asshole. it ain't our fault that you aren't suddenly somebody else 'cause you worked on yourself. got a dog. you're an asshole after all.

[saturdays--sun]

DASHBOARD.

[lunawritesaa]

maybe something for phoenix? 🥺🩵

fennie… my beloved <3

phoenix in general is just such a caring and loving partner. he may not look after himself all that well, but you’re an entirely different story. your well being is his top priority after all! he always texts you throughout the day, making sure you’ve had water/eaten or just checks in on you. he’ll be the first person you hear from in the morning and the last before you go to bed.

[saturdays--sun]

porch light.

[saturdays--sun]

if you're looking for an autopsy or a half-assed half apology, then i think you picked the wrong time to make this call. it is not irrelevant that you stopped taking your medicine, but i'm giving you the benefit 'cause it's raining out. i'll tell you how the weather is and you'll slip into some eloquently ramblin' mixed messaging, i should shut you down. but it's cold, and it's cold, and it's cold, and it's cold, and it's cold. and i don't know, i'm alone, i'm alone, i'm alone, i'm alone. i hope you tell me that you're winding down, that you lost the taste to face the crowd, that whatever made you famous made you sick, that you can only do what pain allows. it ain't up to you to make it out and there ain't no shame in callin' this thing quits. but you don't, and you don't, what you don't, and you don't, and you don't. you act like we just sit up here and wait for you to reappear, but, baby, there are bills to pay and your dad's road needs salt. and i try to drown out all the talk, the eyeballs in the parking lot, and tell people it ain't me you want, but i guess you're my fault. you're a ghost, you're a ghost, you're a ghost, you're a ghost, and you're— poison spreading to my lungs. i ain't holding breath, ain't holding any faith at all. and i'll pray for you, be in pain for you, i'll leave the porch light on. heartbroken each morning when it's me that turns it off.

[saturdays--sun]

porch light.

[lizzienoodles]

guy who's having gauzy idealized wife flashbacks for the whole adventure but it turns out she isn't dead or anything he just really misses her and wants to get home

[saturdays--sun]

i wanna be your slave by måneskin. you get it.

[saturdays--sun]

i wanna be your slave, i wanna be your master. i wanna make your heartbeat run like rollercoasters. 'cause you could be the beauty and i could be the monster. i love you since this morning, not just for aesthetic. i wanna touch your body, so fucking electric. i know you're scared of me, you say i'm too eccentric. i'm crying all my tears and that's fucking pathetic. i wanna be your sin, i wanna be your preacher. i wanna make you love me, then i wanna leave ya. because i'm the devil who's searching for redemption. and i'm a killer who's searching for redemption. and i'm a bad guy who's searching for redemption. and i'm a freak that is searching for redemption. i'm a motherfucking monster who's searching for redemption. i wanna make you quiet, i wanna make you nervous. i wanna set you free, but i'm too fucking jealous. i wanna pull your strings like you're my telecaster. and if you want to use me, i could be your puppet.

[saturdays--sun]

i wanna be your slave by måneskin. you get it.

[loveridden1999]

i have that dog in me. you know. the losing one

[saturdays--sun]

hey fellas, is it cringe and fail to get a crush on the fictionalized frontman of a band. asking for a friend.