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Imma log out of this acc just cause, while I still listen to redacted audio and am still a fan of it, I'm definitely not as into it as I used to be. Love you all, and thanks for indulging in my bs for a lil while<3 I'm still gonna jeep the posts up cause I like to think they made a few people smile and I want people to be able to come back and look at them. Bye yall💛

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It can be really hard to learn to engage in positive self talk, but sometimes it's easier to start by pretending it's coming from a friend, first 💜

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You can't tell me Damien and Huxley don't do this

Redacted Bois shotgunning with their listeners >>>>>

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That's me btw. I'm that boyfriend, hi, hello :D

My boyfriend was under the impression that Ted Spankoffski was played by Andrew Garfield.

So there's that side by side for you all.

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Angel "bending over in front of David to see how much restraint he has, fun fact it's none, he has no restraint" shaw

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As much as I live laugh love Sam, I agree, please give it to David🙏🙏🙏

Guys promise me one thing

If this HBS is like the last one, and we get to choose a character for a BA in their HBS scenario, please, for the love of God, do NOT PICK SAM

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Hi redacted fandom

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What if Moses was just a water elemental

Imagine the Salem and European Witch Trials were just empowered people being seen as demonic and satanic and being killed as a result

Imagine THATS when they started hiding out and pretending they dont have magic

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YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME I AM TOO FRAGILE

Darlin’ showing Sam all the different tiktok filters because he’s “such an old man” and it’s all fun and games until they land on the eye colour changing one and Sam falls silent

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YO

WHO THE FUCK

TOLD THE AKINATOR ABT REDACTED AUDIO???

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*David picking up the phone.*

David: "Hey, it's David."

Sam: "I called you, why did you- doesn't matter, I need your help. Please."

David: "Sam?"

Sam: "Yeah. Do you not have my number saved?"

David: "Yeah, I do. I just assumed it was Tank calling from your phone. What do you need help with."

Sam: "Uh- actually, it's about Tank."

David: "How so?"

Sam: "David, I need you to get them to stop with their stupid puns. It's ridiculous."

David: "You called me about puns?"

Sam: "Constant. Puns. It is torture. I can't do it anymore."

David: "I appreciate that you think highly enough of me that you think I can stop them from making puns, but I really can't. I can't even make them attend a pack meeting if they don't want to."

Sam: "It's all the time. I can't deal with it anymore. Help me. Please."

David: "I've got a spare room at my house."

Sam: "That's perfect. That'll work for a day or two."

David: "I-...it was a joke-"

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*Angel still high on anesthetics after appendix removal surgery*

David: "Do you need anything?"

Angel: "I need dat asssss!"

Asher: "Pff- okay, food-wise?"

Angel: "Can I eat dat ass? ;)"

David: "Jesus fucking christ."

Milo: "Hey, what's your honest opinion on Christian?"

Angel: "Ugh, that aussie bastard can suck my dick."

*Asher and Milo losing their shit*

David: "I knew I shouldn't have asked you guys to come."

Sweetheart: "Honest opinion on Milo's cooking?"

Milo: "Hey, I'm a good cook!"

Angel: "Mmmmm...Davey's cooking is better."

Milo: "Bitch."

Babe: "Honest opinion on that guy, Porter, from the summit?"

Angel: "That man was sassy as fuck."

Asher: "Fair enough."

Angel: "And his hair was so greasy. Like...ew."

Babe: "HA!"

Sweetheart: "You should get high more often."

David: "Seriously, do you want anything to eat."

Angel: "Dat-"

David: "Do not say 'Dat ass'."

Angel: "...that cake ;)"

*Babe and Sweethearts turns to lose their shit.*

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Me when Milo, David, Asher, Sam, Vincent, Porter, Aaron, Ollie, Guy etc etc...

For.. Scientific Research. I need to know how the Redacted side of Tumblr reacts to this Gif.

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Damien: *Wearing Huxleys jumper.*

Huxley: "Dames?"

Damien: "Mhm?"

Huxely: "Have you seen my hoodie?"

Damien: "...which one?"

Huxley: "My green one!"

Damien: "Jesus christ- which green one?"

Huxley: "The one I got at the games!"

Damien: *Fuck* "Uh- I'm kinda- uh..."

Huxley: "You're kinda what?"

Damien: "Uh...wearing it?"

Huxely: *Comes into the room.* "You don't even get cold though?"

Damien: "Well- Well, yeah. But it uh it smelled like you...and it's comfy."

Huxley: "Aww-"

Damien: "Don't "Aww" me."

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ONE LETTER OFF LETS GOOOO

GAME IDEA REBLOG THIS AND TRY TYPING YOUR URL EYES CLOSED

VD&diydgbyt-buh

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*Angel babysitting Sweethearts little siblings*

Angel: "Uhmm...who wants to go shopping?"

10 yr old brother: "Can I get a toy car?"

16 yr old sister: "Can I get hoodies?"

Angel: "Yes and yes."

*Later when Sweetheart comes to pick them up*

Sweetheart: "Alright you little assholes let's go ho-...what. the. fuck?"

Two little siblings drowning in new clothes and/or toys: "Hiiii!"

Angel: "We went shopping. I didn't wanna say no to anything, they're so adorable."

Sweetheart: "You-...you used Davids credit card?"

Angel: "Oh yeah."

Sweetheart: "Okay uhm...did you feed them?"

Angel: "Uh-"

16 yr old sister: "I got a shit ton of junk food."

Sweetheart: "Language."

10 yr old brother: "I got a shit ton of-"

Sweetheart: "Language!"

Angel: "Oh loosen up, where do you think they get it from?"

Sweetheart: "Listen you shit head-"

Angel: "Ah! See?"

Sweetheart: "You're never babysitting again..."

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*Sweetheart and Tank smoking*

Milo: Can I have some?

Tank...uhm..?

Milo: What?

Sweetheart: Milo, baby, this is like, pretty strong stuff. If you want I can go pick up a less heavy brand?

Milo: What you don't think I can take it or something?

Sweetheart: It's not that I jus-

Tank: No it's that. It's exactly that. But if you're really so determined, here! I'd love to watch you suffer :)

Sweetheart: Tank-

Milo: *Lights and takes a puff* I'll be fi- *Aggresive coughing*

Sweetheart: *Sigh*

Tank: HA!

Sweetheart: are you alright?

Milo: Ye- *Cough* Yep...

Tank: Told you. *Thwack* Ow!

Sam: Apologise.