unitedworldofmisha:

demonica-dawson:

time-lord-ramnikul:

knitmeapony:

demonhamster:

despotic:

suicidemydarling:

gigantorthemooseking:

I once went to a concert with a friend (I don’t remember the band, she dragged me along) when I was 16. They were starting a wall of death and this guy who was flirting with me decides it would be funny to pull my top down, exposing my breasts, then throw me in the middle of this wall of death right as it’s about to meet. When I stumble in the middle and hit the wall someone screamed “STOP! EXPOSED GIRL!” and I thought they were all going to oggle at me. Instead, one guy quickly helped me cover up, three more helped me to my feet, and another asked who did that. When I pointed out the guy, two of them looked at him, me, each other, then nodded and punched the guy in the face before forcing him into the wall that was about to form again.
Metal men are gentlemenly as shit.

This fucking this^^^ 

I’ve always loved this.

I went to my first concert a few months ago and there were these really tall men with black vest tops and tattoos and piercings surrounding us screaming loudly when the music started playing, but then we realised this kid in the crowd had lost his mum so they tried to comfort him and when he started crying they asked him his name and he shakily sobbed “Eliot” at which point they lifted him in the air onto the shoulder’s and shouted at the top of their lungs “ELIOT’S MUM, ELIOT IS LOOKING FOR YOU. EXCUSE ME HAS ANYONE SEEN ELIOT’S MUM!!!” at which point Eliot started giggling between sobs until he finally found his mum while in the air.

Seriously, I have felt safer in groups of death metal dudes than in the group of the preppiest preps that ever prepped.

Metal guys are one big family. Simple as that.

I remember seeing this for the first time like a year ago and not once have I seen it and not reblogged it because this is just amazing.


I was at my first punk concert and I was alone, and my parents were so scared I was going to get rapped. A few douche bags were crowding around me and making me uncomfortable. A group of punk teenage boys came to my rescue and refused to move from my side until the concert was over. They were probably 17 and I was 13. They didn’t try to touch me in anyway that would make me uncomfortable. I owe them so much.

This reminds me of a video I saw. Some rock group was performing and there was a group passing a girl around in the crowd surf I guess someone went to violate her by touching her in the wrong way (I couldn’t see how exactly) … well the band stopped performing and the lead singer called the guys out, telling them they’d get Fucked up If they did it again and that they’re perverts because she was a young girl. I don’t listen to rock or metal but it certainly changed my perception of rock stars.

unitedworldofmisha:

demonica-dawson:

time-lord-ramnikul:

knitmeapony:

demonhamster:

despotic:

suicidemydarling:

gigantorthemooseking:

I once went to a concert with a friend (I don’t remember the band, she dragged me along) when I was 16. They were starting a wall of death and this guy who was flirting with me decides it would be funny to pull my top down, exposing my breasts, then throw me in the middle of this wall of death right as it’s about to meet. When I stumble in the middle and hit the wall someone screamed “STOP! EXPOSED GIRL!” and I thought they were all going to oggle at me. Instead, one guy quickly helped me cover up, three more helped me to my feet, and another asked who did that. When I pointed out the guy, two of them looked at him, me, each other, then nodded and punched the guy in the face before forcing him into the wall that was about to form again.

Metal men are gentlemenly as shit.

This fucking this^^^ 

I’ve always loved this.

I went to my first concert a few months ago and there were these really tall men with black vest tops and tattoos and piercings surrounding us screaming loudly when the music started playing, but then we realised this kid in the crowd had lost his mum so they tried to comfort him and when he started crying they asked him his name and he shakily sobbed “Eliot” at which point they lifted him in the air onto the shoulder’s and shouted at the top of their lungs “ELIOT’S MUM, ELIOT IS LOOKING FOR YOU. EXCUSE ME HAS ANYONE SEEN ELIOT’S MUM!!!” at which point Eliot started giggling between sobs until he finally found his mum while in the air.

Seriously, I have felt safer in groups of death metal dudes than in the group of the preppiest preps that ever prepped.

Metal guys are one big family. Simple as that.

I remember seeing this for the first time like a year ago and not once have I seen it and not reblogged it because this is just amazing.

I was at my first punk concert and I was alone, and my parents were so scared I was going to get rapped. A few douche bags were crowding around me and making me uncomfortable. A group of punk teenage boys came to my rescue and refused to move from my side until the concert was over. They were probably 17 and I was 13. They didn’t try to touch me in anyway that would make me uncomfortable. I owe them so much.

This reminds me of a video I saw. Some rock group was performing and there was a group passing a girl around in the crowd surf I guess someone went to violate her by touching her in the wrong way (I couldn’t see how exactly) … well the band stopped performing and the lead singer called the guys out, telling them they’d get Fucked up If they did it again and that they’re perverts because she was a young girl. I don’t listen to rock or metal but it certainly changed my perception of rock stars.

(Source: psihoticno-sarkasticna, via ahhhbbeyyy)