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spnfnaf · 5 days

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Story of Us// Tomark

I’ve decided to create a Tomark story since the world needs more Tomark‼️ this story will take place from 1992-currently. I hope you guys enjoy!

TW// Light cussing!, mention of broken bones.

June 1st, 1992 at 5;40pm in Poway, California.

16 almost 17 year old Tom Delonge sat in his room, listening to his records. School was out and he had nothing better to do at the moment. He might ride his skateboard around for a while before the weather turns shitty. His older brother, Shon, was currently at his girlfriend's house. Kari was having a sleepover at her friend's house, and their parents were out of town for the week. So Tom basically had the whole house to himself for now. He liked it when no one else was home. He enjoyed the peaceful feeling.

He could hangout with Scott. Scott was a few years younger than Tom, but he was pretty chill. They went to school together while Tom was still in middle school. Scott was going to be a freshman this coming year and Tom was going to be a junior. Tom's sister, Kari, would be in Scott's classes with him. They sometimes hangout whenever Scott is at the Delonge household. Scott only lived a few blocks down from Tom so it wouldn't be much of a walk. He soon got up, turning his record player off. Tom soon threw on his Descendents shirt along with his jeans and his converse. Grabbing his skateboard, he made his way down the steps and out the front door. Once he was outside, he hoped on his board, making his way to Scott's house. The sky was cloudy, but luckily it wasn't raining yet. He didn't mind the rain, he actually loved it. But, when he's trying to skate. Him and rain aren't the best of friends.

Once he made it to Scott's house, he noticed a few of their other friends were there. Including an unfamiliar car that he's never seen before. Weird. He thought to himself. Tom made his way into the house, seeing a few of his friends. He also saw Anne Hoppus. He knew her only because one of his friends was dating her. She lived in Ridgecrest, which was a 3-4 and a half hour drive. He was impressed that she made her way from there all the way to Poway for a little get together.

Anne soon noticed Tom and smiled a bit. She made her way over to the other. "Hi, Tom! I have someone for you to meet." She said. Before he knew it, she was dragging him outside to where a few people were. She took him over to a boy that looked very similar to her. "Mark, meet Tom. This is the boy I was telling you about. Tom, this is my older brother, Mark." She introduced the two. The boys looked at each other in awe for a moment before Mark spoke. "Nice to meet you, Tom. I heard you play guitar. That's pretty cool." He said with a soft smile. His eyes are so pretty. Tom thought to himself. He nodded and smiled a bit. "Yeah! I do. I've been playing for a few years now." Mark smiled a bit more. "That's cool, I play bass. We should totally jam out sometime." He said as he examined the taller male. Mark seemed to like this kid already. "Hell yeah, man!" Tom said.

Anne smiled as she watched their interaction. "Great! Now Mark has someone new to annoy for the next few days. I'll leave you two to chat. I'm heading back inside." She said before soon walking off.

Mark watched his sister for a moment before looking back at Tom. "So..uhm, what's your favorite things to do?" He asked, getting his packet of cigarettes out. He offered one to the other. Tom accepted it, wanting to seem cool to the other male. He really didn't know how to smoke, but maybe he could fake it. "I like to listen to music, ride my skateboard, sometimes draw, watch horror movies, and also learn anything and everything about aliens and other cryptic creatures." Tom was such a nerd when it came to aliens.

Oh my god, this kid is a nerd! But, I like him. Mark thought to himself as he listened to Tom speak. He giggled a bit at the mention of Aliens. "Aliens? Really? Well whatever floats your boat I guess. Don't worry, I think that's pretty cool. I've never really met someone who believes in that stuff. Well..minus the crackheads at the gas station." He laughed.

Tom laughed a bit before he smiled at him. "What about you then?" He asked as he watched Mark light his cigarette. The lighter was passed to him once Mark was finished. He took a drag from his cigarette before he spoke. "Well, I like playing bass, also skateboarding, listening to music, goofing off at college, annnnd..watching movies."

College? How old is he? Tom asked himself before lighting the cigarette. He soon handed Mark's lighter back to him as he took a hit from the cigarette. He attempted to inhale, but failed which caused him to start to cough. He cleared his throat before letting out a sigh. "You said you like goofing off in college..how old are you? Not to sound rude or anything. I'm just curious." He said.

"I'm 20, about to be 21 in March next year. What about you? You're not 14 are you? Cause if you were then you're pretty tall for a fourteen year old." He joked with him. The other shook his head softly, giggling a little. "No no, I'm 16 about to be 17 in December. Dude, try seeing my family. I'm literally the tallest one! I don't get it." He laughed.

Mark laughed as well before taking another hit. He was really starting to like Tom. Maybe they would become great friends. Maybe he could pull off that party trick of his. "You know what? This party or whatever is kinda lame. Do you know a place we could go?" He asked.

"I mean..we could go to my place? We can listen to music and chill. My parents and siblings aren't home so we basically have the house all to ourselves." He offered, hoping that Mark would want to hangout with him. Mark smiled and nodded. "Sure! Why the hell not. I'll just have to tell Anne I'm going with you for awhile."

Once the boys went inside, Mark told Anne where'd he would be in case she needed to get a hold of him. He didn't fully trust her being with her boyfriend, but he knew he couldn't be protective over her for forever. When him and Tom made their way outside, Tom got on his skateboard, looking over at the older boy and smiling at him. "Hop on, I don't want you to try and keep up with me." Mark smiled a bit as he accepted the younger boys offer. He held onto the taller males shoulder as he stepped onto the board. Once he was adjusted, he placed both hands on either side of Tom's waist. This caused Tom to blush a bit. He did have to admit, Mark was pretty cute. The two soon took off. They both smiled a bit as they enjoyed the ride. After a while, the boys eventually made it to the Delonge's house.

Once they got off the skateboard, Mark looked at Tom with a mischievous look on his face. "Wanna see a party trick of mine?" He asked. Tom nodded and smiled a bit. "Sure, what is it?" He soon watched as Mark began to climb up his light post. He laughed as he watched him. What the fuck is he doing? He can't be serious.

He thought to himself as he watched. Meanwhile Mark was trying to impress Tom with whatever at this point. So why not climb a fucking lamp post? What's the worst that can happen? I'm sure this will impress him. Mark thought to himself. Once he made it to the top. He looked down at Tom with a big smile. "Look, Tom! I bet you can't do that!" He laughed a little. "Now watch this!" He said, soon jumping off the pole. When he landed, he let out a painful scream. "FUCK!"

Tom watched in shock as he witnessed it. He rushed over to Mark, "What happened?!" He asked, worried. Mark groaned in pain as he sat on the ground. "I-I think I broke my heels. They fucking hurt dude." He said as he looked up at him.

What. The. Fuck. Tom thought to himself.

#tomark #tom delonge #mark hoppus #blink 182 #fanfic #travis barker #90s #2000s #budha #chesire cat #dude ranch #take off your pants and jacket #all the small things #i miss you #always.

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7more · 3 months

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Tumblr's Favorite Blink-182 Album (ROUND 1, PART 2)

#nine.txt #blink 182 #blink-182 #mark hoppus #tom delonge #travis barker #neighborhoods #neighborhoods blink 182 #dude ranch #dude ranch blink 182 #blink182 #blink 182 bracket #pop punk #bandom

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tomdelonger · 10 months

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YALL MY DUDE RANCH OUTFIT FOR THE NASH BLINK SHOW

#blink 182 #blink182 #mark hoppus #travis barker #tom delonge #dude ranch

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mrmiseryy · 1 year

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shoutout to my dad for sending me this

(also credit to whoever made this)

#blink 182 #mark hoppus #pop punk #tom delonge #dude ranch #90s rock #punk rock #punk #travis barker #scott raynor

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kantuh · 6 months

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shit i pulled from the wayback machine from both loserkids and the blink website!!!

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rynn-jacobs · 2 years

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The only known photo of Charles Manson playing guitar at Spahn Ranch in winter 1968-69 period ca.

#charles manson #Charlie Manson #Manson Family #manson girls #spahn ranch #Once Upon A Time In Hollywood #squeaky #squeaky fromme #Lynette Fromme #Ouisch #Barker Ranch #ruth ann moorehouse #Cappy Gillies #Catherine Gillies #gypsy #Nancy Pitman #Catherine Share #Kitty Lutesinger #Mary Brunner

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burrowingkelce · 1 year

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Meet Your Mama pt1

Travis Kelce x fem!reader

Another ranch based fic, but not included in this part. This is sorta based off the song "Meet Your Mama" by James Barker Band.

You and Travis have been close ever since you moved to Kansas City 4 years ago. You missed your mom and dad back in Dallas. They own 200 acres of land for cattle drives, rodeos, and huge events. You felt Trav viewed you as a friend, or even sister, despite only being 1 month apart. But you viewed him as something more, a lover, boyfriend, future husband, father to your kids.

Your past conversation with him wasn't the best:

"Your pathetic Y/N!" He started to raise his voice, which he knew you hated, but he was furious

"It was only one night, it's not like something happened! He slept in his room, I slept on the pullout couch!" You yelled back, visibly irritated at the fact he was mad you had a sleepover with his buddy, and teammate, Isiah Pacheco.

"I don't care, it could have happened when you were sleeping." You could tell he was livid, but kept somewhat of his composure after blatantly yelling at you just a second ago.

You walked over to him, trying to close the gap between the both of you, he let you hug him, but he didn't hug you back.

"Please Trav, nothing happened, I was awake half the night anyway, I would have known."

He wrapped his arms around you, "I guess I'll believe you this once, but no more sleepovers."

Now it was 1 week after that incident, and you only called him twice to see if he was available for the next 2 weeks. Both times he said yes, but you were calling him again to make sure he had packed. He doesn't know where your taking him, but you were sure he would love it.

The phone rang twice, you were about to hang up, but you heard that familiar, yet annoying voice on the other end.

"Hey Y/N, what's up?"

"Hey Travvy, just checking to see if we're still on for tomorrow?"

"Oh, um, I kinda forgot, is there enough time to pack?" He asked with a hesitation.

"Yeah, you want me to come over and help you?" You wanted a chance to see him calm before you had to sit next to him and listen to his rambling for your 1hr and a half plane ride.

"Alright, you know the code."

"Kay, see you in a bit."

With that you hung up and grabbed your backpack, luggage and keys, and ran out the door.

You arrived at Travis' in 10 minutes, you wouldn't admit to him you were speeding, but you know you were going 10-20 miles over the speed limit.

You put in his code, and walked in to Trav standing in his living room in nothing but his boxers.

"OH DAMN IT TRAVIS!" you yelled covering your eyes.

He laughed and walked over to you, "What haven't you ever seen a man in his underwear before?"

"Yeah, I have, but not my best friend."

He chuckled and walked away, you took a quick peek at his ass before following him to his suitcase, which was propped on the sofa.

"How long are we going to be away?" He asked, probably to know how much to pack.

"2 weeks, I'm not telling you where we're going either." You said, sitting down.

"Well there's something I want to talk to you about." He pulled his pants on and sat next you.

"Okay, what's up?"

"I think it's time we do something different with our lives. I wanna be in a relationship, with you, I wanna meet your mama, drink a beer with youe old man, drive around your hometown and fall in love with the girl you were back before I met you" He grabbed your hands and turned you towards him.

"Trav, you don't know how long I've waited for you to say that." You grabbed his cheek and kissed him.

He pulled back for a second to breath and kissed your nose.

You laid your head on his chest, running your hand through the mass of hair that grew on his chest.

"I'm sorry for yelling at you last time you were here." He said, playing with your hair.

"It's okay, I forgave you when I left." You looked up at him and kissed his lips before pushing yourself off him and telling him to put his shirt on.

Sooooo, I hope this can hold y'all over for a day or 2, maybe an hour or 3, because I got a BIG part coming up next, bigger and longer than this one, believe it or not 🤦🏼‍♀️. God Ema, why do you do this to yourself, anyways, toodaloo for a bit lovelies *goes into hiding to write more to her story😶‍🌫️*

Tagging the Travis Kelce queen herself, @godsfavoritebabe , because she has been super kind to me, and I love her writing SOOOO much! I'll also be tagging you in pt 2 ( if you'd like, of course, it's gonna get a lil spicyyy lol. Also tagging @americaarse because I know you've requested a Joe Burrow rancher fic, (which has been completed, if anyone has t check that out, go do it, some sweet Joey B in your life) and I thought you might like a rancher style again even though it isn't Joey related 😅. Okay, that's all lol, this outro is WAYYYY too long.

#travis strikes again #travis kelce #travis kelce fic #kansas city chiefs #kc chiefs

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gerogerigaogaigar · 8 months

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This is it! My last batch of reviews. This time my boyfriend supplied six albums. He is more of a singles and eps kinda guy so the album choices are kinda...

The Front Bottoms - Going Grey

The Front Bottoms have existed in my periphery for a little while now. I'll hear a song now and then but I've never sat down and listened to an album. Going Grey exists somewhere in between 10s indie folk and 00s pop punk/emo. The lyrics are solidly unsophisticated without being stupid. A love letter to immaturity. It is clearly the work of someone looking back on their younger self and fondly roasting them. The music really supports this by primarily utilizing the tendencies of immature 00s pop punk and pretentious 10s indie folk. The contrast makes the tongue in cheek nature of the music clear without ever having to signal too overtly to the listener.

Blink-182 - California

So I actually kinda like Blink-182. I think their music from the 90s is a pure and raw expression of suburban alienation. Plus Travis Barker is an unbelievably good drummer. Unfortunately this album is from 2016. Ok it's not all bad actually. Tom DeLonge has been replaced by Alkaline Trio frontman Matt Skiba and he lends a bit of that emo sound to the album which isn't really much of a jump. Barker is still capable of breakneck drum fills. And a lot of the songs have the energy of their 90s output. There is a lingering feeling though that these men are in their 40s and still singing about being teenagers. Please stop. But between big misses like Kings Of The Weekend and Teenage Satellites are songs that remind me why I liked this band in the first place. The Only Thing That Matters is a major standout track for having the rawness and speed that made me love them back in their Dude Ranch Days. California is a mixed bag, but it's honestly a lot better than you'd expect out of a 2016 Blink-182 album.

Fall Out Boy - Mania

What the fuck happened to this band? From Under The Cork Tree is one of the best albums of the 00s full of witty lyricism and catchy music. Mania is an Imagine Dragons album. Fall Out Boy have become soulless trend chasers who don't even really care about the music they make. It's generically "epic" with vapid lyrics that don't communicate anything. Someone needs to euthanize these idiots before they go making more music.

Rezz - A Certain Kind Of Magic

Rezz is a lesser known DJ and electronic music producer that more people need to listen to. She has an incredibly chaotic style that mixes dubstep, brostep, electro house, and hip hop. And if that sounds a lot like Skrillex to you don't worry. While Rezz has a lot in common with her obnoxious brostep predecessor she is also capable of composing music that isn't just nonstop sensory overload. The peaks and valleys are what make her music so engaging, a very energetic segment can easily turn right into a lower bass driven dubstep sequence. The bass is crunchy with smoother mids and high ends and there are a good number of samples. A Certain Kind Of Magic also inexplicably ends on basically an emo song which catches me off guard every time, but goes to show how a wide range of influences makes for interesting music.

Rainbow Kitten Surprise - RKS

I don't hate this. I'll admit that the whole indie white boy blues aesthetic never clicked with me, and I can point to a number of bands doing this sort of thing that I like better, but I can point to innumerable bands that I like much, much less. RKS is deeply inoffensive music that isn't gonna hold my attention too hard, but it does have a few moments that are truly enjoyable. Particularly when they let down that bombastic sound and let those bubbly clean guitar lines shine.

Kelly Clarkson - Breakaway

I've been given special instructions for this one. I have to sit in the back of a car on my way home from my friend's house while it's raining and then I have to listen to this album and feel bad. I don't have any way to do that.

What is Kelly Clarkson? Being the first American Idol winner puts her in a position where she's primed to be a golden goose for a bunch of executives. As such her options for artistic integrity are severely limited to the commercially profitable. On Breakaway Clarkson split from the Idol management to craft an album that dated to explore outside the mainstream pop landscape. The results are embarrassing.

Obviously she was never going to make good music. I would be an idiot to try and give an American Idol contestant the benefit of the doubt in regards to their artistic sincerity. Her voice is a hollow void of emotion. The lyrics are paint by number. The music shows the outline of an emotion. Kelly Clarkson is the shadow on the wall of Plato's cave. Her fans incapable of comprehending that this is just a pale imitation of real music.

So I ask again. What is Kelly Clarkson? The answer seems obvious now. Kelly Clarkson is a name that once belonged to a human being and now is the property of record companies. The name is attached to records and the records are expected to sell based on the name. The human being that once shared the name Kelly Clarkson is a shadow. Kelly Clarkson is a music career. Kelly Clarkson is the avatar of the American Idol social experiment. Kelly Clarkson is a cipher. There is no such thing as Kelly Clarkson, there is only the music. But the music is also a shadow. There is nothing here. A shadow cast by a shadow. You cannot find the artistic merit in this music any more than you can get blood from a stone.

#the front bottoms #blink-182 #fall out boy #rezz #rainbow kitten surprise #kelly clarkson #500 album gaiden

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