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my dead goth son and his friendly neighborhood personified concept of insanity

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[GERRY SOUNDS SO DEEPLY, PLAINLY HAPPY.]

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gerrymichael enjoyers and writers i want your opinion 🎤

ok so i have this au fic for gerrymichael where it's college au, and it's a like the whole bad boy/good girl (minus the fact they're both boys, and even that's questionable)

basically, gerry is stereotyped due to his more alternative looks and everyone assumes he's probably doing illegal things or just sleeps around a lot

meanwhile michael is the head of student council "goody two shoes" type, who most are sort of aware of but don't know anything about

gerry thinks about michael. a lot. he sees them in the halls for only a few seconds a day but thinks about him for a lot longer. hallway crush vibes. and when they get put into a painting class together, suddenly they have an opportunity to meet, and gerry is freaking out a usual amount. (there's more to the whole plot but that's just the beginning bit)

putting a short lil concept thing under the cut

Gerard Keay does not know Michael Shelley.

The only reason he knows their name is because they're in the student council, meaning it's not uncommon for their name to be said during school events.

He has only seen them in hallways, passing by in a rush while holding papers or books that always seem like they're going to fall out of their hands. Even in those moments, most of what Gerard is able to catch is a blur of golden curls and eyes that are ridden with exhaustion.

So, it is safe to say that he does not know Michael.

That fact only caused confusion to him whenever Gerard realized his strange excitement once learning that Michael would be in one of his classes for the semester.

It was an art class, one that he had picked due to him already being practiced is painting and drawing. He assumed it would be a fun class, or at least one that wouldn't be too stressful. However, when he had first walked into that classroom and saw Michael Shelley sitting at an area in the back, Gerard had assumed the emotion he was feeling was stress. He couldn't pinpoint why, it wasn't like he was intimidated by their status, but he couldn't shake the feeling of nervousness he felt when he accidentally locked eyes with them. He turned his head quickly in that moment, deciding to sit in the front of the room despite that not being where he'd usually prefer to be. Something about Michael sitting there made Gerard think twice about sitting in the back as he normally would.

The lecture went smoothly, it mostly being an introduction to the professor and what would be happening throughout the classes. So did the next, and then the next one after that. That didn't get rid of the feeling he felt, however, every time that Gerard walked into that room and attempted to avoid looking at the one with golden curls in the back. He knew he'd have to talk to them at some point, it was inevitable, but there was something about them that meant he was more nervous to talk to them than he usually would be. And he very much denied the idea that it could be caused by any... feelings he may have. Gerard ruled it as impossible, as he had never spoken to them, and he wasn't that much of an idiot to fall for someone he'd only mostly seen in hallways.

Michael wasn't one to speak up in class, and instead they'd work silently on any research on the history of art they may have been doing, only giving simple responses or nods when the professor would come around and ask how their work was coming along. When Gerard thought about it, he didn't really know what their voice sounded like because it was always quiet or unintelligible from their distance. That only made him more interested in talking to them.

That day never came, though, much to Gerard's disappointment.

They both went through that class without talking to each other once, and when Gerard left that room for the last time he couldn't help but feel like he had failed at some kind of goal. A failure that had meant he would be left with only seeing the elusive Michael Shelley in hallway rushes again, which annoyed him in a way he didn't understand.

He did talk to them one day, though.

(note this is old as heck lmao i've gotten better at writing since i wrote this)

anyways yeah. should i continue it or is it too basic idk, i want to write it for me but it would also be multiple chapters long and my "1k-words-is-rare-for-me" self probably won't bother to write it unless someone else is interested

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MOOD!

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Don't ask me for relationship advice cause I'll tell you to kill him

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before the poll, a quick definition of terms:

"mutual" - you found this post from a mutual (on their blog or your dash) "following" - you found this post from someone you're following, but who isn't following you "random" - you found this by scrolling through someone's blog, who you don't follow. this includes people following you "For You" - you found this on the For You page "recommended" - you found this in a "Check out these blogs" popup, or a "recommended" post when looking at a different post "other" - you found this post some other way. comment how? "reblog ✅" - you're going to reblog, queue, or schedule this post "reblog ❌" - you're NOT going to reblog, queue, or schedule this post

with that out of the way:

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did you guys know about this oc stuff. you can just make a guy. big if true

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Cristina Merchán, Forest Animal,1961.Grés modelé et émaillé vert bronze. 24.5 x 40.5 x 14 cm.

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You ever look at the rest of tumblr and go "they dont know about how tommyinnit (who at the time said he was straight) tricked his friend (who is a gay man) into marrying him and when his friend/husband found out (months later when he was joking about having a Vegas wedding with another friend and then Realised) he tried to get a divorce but tommy said no even though he has had a girlfriend the entire time and that then he wrote wattpad rpf fanfic about him and his friend/husband kissing (specifically with tongue) and his girlfriend dying and all the wrongs of the world being fixed. Now the divorce may be going to court and the friend/husband wants to try and stream the whole court case. Not only that but Tommy subsequently recorded an I'm just Ken parody about this marriage and most recently while Tommy was on a trip around America, back in England, his friend/husband started streaming more with Tommy's girlfriend (while in the midst of a 24/7 subathon stream he is currently over 45 days into) and bought her a new iphone so Tommy joked that he was being cucked. And now he's just come out as bicurious after his friend/husband tried to get him to say the f-slur on stream and his response was that he could only say a 1/5th of it before calling his husband a " 'ggott"." And this is all (probably) real. This is a real thing that happened.

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Funny ass way to censor urself

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I keep thinking about this over the years: When I first got really into mcyt in 2020 I thought to myself at some point "in a few years when this mcyt thing is just a phase I once had, I hope I still remember TommyInnit and I hope I still check in on him from time to time because that kid is going places"

because now mcyt really is just a phase I once had (a much longer phase than I once anticipated), I don't watch anything mcyt related anymore, but I still keep tabs on TommyInnit and he just never fucking disappoints

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T.G.I.F !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thank guns im friday. Last night.My husband went missing in the darkness but i found him flat on his back in a field. And all around him chunks of dirt were missing from the ground. Shephards pie for dinner

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white 44 year old twitter user with a03 addict in their bio: omg the dad from cocomelon is actually kind of a litty dilf? and his relationship with the mailman is kind of enemies to lovers villaincore let me know if i should make them both pee on eachother

worlds youngest and yet most verbose baby online: can you seriously like knock if off man im trying to learn about the rhombus

white 44 year old twitter user with a03 addict in their bio: fuck off worlds youngest and yet most verbose baby. just another puriteen minor inserting themselves into adult spaces. go play in the sandbox Also heres ur dox: 123 Circle Road ..... yea i have that....if someone shows up to your house and shoots you and kills you then thats deserved 🤷‍♂️ know your fucking place and get the hell out of the cocomelon fandom if youre not ready to see dark topics

a scientist at mit about to change the world forever: i just made my own centipede by sewing all the dead flies in my room together with all the dead ants in my room 😃☝️

the first man made centipede: kill me again

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