where the bassist kills the singer

here's a cookie because your other account was following me
          
          don't ask

IM FUCKING GAY
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          BITCH

muse q&a no. 1
          "what's your favorite summer memory?"
          
          Connor huffs, picking at the sleeve of his hoodie. "Whenever I got ice cream with Evan."
          Evan grins. "C-Connor t-t-took me to Yellowstone! It was g-gorgeous!"

hippity hoppity
          there goes my self confidy

hey hey hey have some connor murphy content
          
          connor lets out a long groan as he flops down onto his bed. he snaps his fingers, hoping his dog would get the fucking hint and let connor pet her.
          celty comes trotting over to his bed, sitting down at the edge of it. connor runs his fingers through the burmese's long fur.
          "hi, celty..." he mumbles, turning his head towards his dog. celty rests he head on the bed, her tail wagging. "thank you, puppers."

WHAT'S
          UP
          FuCkErS
          go to my ao3 because I have two completed works and three official ones in progress
          ao3:
          MelancholicSweetness
          it's a lot of musical sO

this morning:
          k: what are you listening t-
          me: *yanks earbuds out and Addams family overture plays as I aggressively snap along* fUCK YOUR KHALID AND BTS I ONLY LISTEN TO THE GOOD SHIT

Here's a small drabble:
          Evan scanned his sleeping boyfriend's face with a smile.
          He had a reason to. First of all, Connor was extremely pretty to Evan. His long, dark brown hair framed his face perfectly, and his eyes made Evan melt. That was one of his favorite things about Connor.
          His azure blue eyes.  With a splotch of a perfect and warm hazel in the right one.
          Of course, he loved everything else about Connor. I mean, come on, he was the love of his life.
          Evan's thoughts were interrupted as his boyfriend shifted and opened his eyes.
          "Morning, bean sprout." Connor whispered, his deep voice slightly hoarse. "You seem to like staring at me quite a bit, huh?"
          "M-Morning, Con. I d-do." Evan smiled, a light pink dusting his cheeks.
          Connor leaned over, placing a kiss to Evan's forehead. He pulled away, giving Evan a small smile. The other male wasn't really paying attention, staring at his boyfriend's eyes.
          "Earth to Hansen." Connor said, raising an eyebrow.
          All Connor got in response was a small noise of acknowledgement.
          "Hey, you okay?" Connor asked, becoming slightly concerned.
          "...y-your eyes are r-r-really pretty..." Evan whispered, placing his hand on Connor's cheek and gently running his thumb under Connor's right eye, a warm smile on his face.
          "...oh." Connor mumbled, face turning a fluorescent red.
          Evan giggled, moving some hair out of his face. "Let's go eat, emo."
          
          aw cute

I started listening to CreepyPodsta on Podcasts and now my life is complete

my mom is basically saying that me needing help with math is more important than me needing a therapists. 
          haha.