#adam: larry whats wrong?

[ddjstar]

pov: the mentally ill bitch u pulled by being in the closet is actually insane

[tgcg]

ill break your shit adam

warning for adult lang

fuck you adam sandler

youre lucky karkat likes you

stupid fuck sees an amnesiac girl

and asks her can i marry you

that lady got issues mentally

you still down to do shit anally

deplorable zit on the ass of romanza

karkat told me to put that shit in this stanza

do raps even count as having stanzas

slam poetry tyke at preschool im no manza

youd probably jack it to a log with holes if they were wet ones

sitting on that stupid dock with her papa cracking cold ones

piece of shit id push you off that dock and watch you bubbling

kick your ass like her shitty bro failed when you were troubling

penguins dont quack like fucking ducks you dumbass

thats not part of the rap i just think that youre a dumbass

back to the rap sandler i bet you couldnt drop a single bar

too busy picking up stupid women at the stupid women bar

who even let you into hawaii

also did i say karkat liked you i was kidding he wants to kick your heinie

seriously watching that shit again made him start slamming his head into the cushions and screaming i had to pry them out his hands and he almost bit me

sorry i forgot i was rapping again

piece of shit forgot that you can like women while dating other men

still not over that chuck and larry shit adam

if you just said to the gov you were bi you coulda had em

firefighter of the year? well try putting out this heat

karkats gonna beat your ass like you do every night to your meat

gotta ask is this shit wish fulfilment for you

gotta say larry deserved better than you

i could treat him way better than you not in a gay way though

i just mean youre a massive sleaze basically the worlds shittiest bro

back to 50 first dates man sandler your shit is a bore

the stupid bits with schneider got my ass addicted to snore

if i was that stupid walrus id tear your ass to shreds

if i was that penguin i would also tear your ass to shreds

itd be harder but id still do it

bro fuck adam sandler im through it

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TT: Wow. Bravo, Dave. You've outdone yourself.

TG: i wrote this one exceptionally fucking terrible to represent my inner darkness

TG: i can never unwatch those cinematic fossilized turds theyre like time capsules devoted to everything wrong with america

TG: you dont even understand how egregious that was

TT: I can sense the utter malaise and contempt in every word. It's beautiful.

TT: One particularly interesting point I'd like to make is the fact that you managed to refer to butts in a song about a male target, 10 times in the span of 37 lines. It's not an exorbitant amount, but it appears to be a running theme in your works. Very interesting, if you ask me --

TG: nooooo

TG: nope no

TG: not this shit again

TG: listen one of them is karkats fault

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CG: ROSE, YOU JUST DON'T FUCKING UNDERSTAND WHAT HE'S DOING HERE AT ALL.

TT: No? Please, enlighten me Karkat.

CG: GLADLY.

CG: HE STARTS OUT WITH THE FRIGGIN WORD "ANAL" PRECEDING ALL OF THE OTHER MENTIONS, OF COURSE IT'S ON PURPOSE. IT INSTILLS THAT IMAGERY IN YOUR NUGBONE THROUGHOUT THE TRACK.

CG: AND YOU MAY HAVE NOTICED A RECURRING USE OF THE WORD "SHIT", IN TANDEM. BOG-STANDARD FOR DAVE, RIGHT? NO! IT'S PART OF THE EFFECT!

CG: MY THESIS: ADAM SANDLER MOVIES ARE PIECES OF ABSOLUTE SHIT AND THE REFERENCES TO WORDS LIKE "LOG" AND "SHIT" AND "ASS" ARE TO INVOKE THE SENSE OF TAKING A MASSIVE DUMP THROUGHOUT THE SPAN OF THE RAP, WHICH BY ALL MEANS WOULD BE AN EQUAL OR GREATER USE OF YOUR TIME THAN WATCHING THOSE MOVIES.

CG: RIGHT, DAVE?

TG: … yeah

TT: Okay, I'm willing to concede to that. On this subject matter, as an avid terrible movie enjoyer, you admittedly know better than myself.

CG: SHOULD KNOW BETTER.

TT: And you love them anyways.

CG: YEAH.

TG: hes right

TG: you hear that shit hes right

TG: fuck death of the author im verifying that interpretation

[eldritchx]

adam "dying" in saw 1 will never be notfunny like he is in the worst situation ever, this idea larry cooked up might save them but he decides to be as unserious as possible what the fuck is wrong with him <3

[quinngefail]

I know you hate apprentice Lawrence but what are your thoughts on him joining jigsaw in order to destroy the legacy from the inside to get revenge for Adam? It's one of my favorite theories and I wanted to know what you thought of it since you hate apprentice Larry :3

Tbh this is really the only take on it that I fuck with lmao..... like I know this is the Murder Torture series but since we've already seen plenty of traps that are rigged to be unwinnable, it'd be kinda cool if he was rigging his to be winnable..,, more so just throwing people in situations that will most definitely shake them up, but they don't die or physically lose anything that significant, if he really has to make a trap that's more 'deadly'..... He doesn't like it, but he knows he has to do it to keep John's trust, y’know. Coz it's like he's played this game before, and I imagine though he's become rather quiet and withdrawn, he's very good at observing things and keeping his knowledge of those things to himself

And him like. Trying to ease the part of him that's screaming "this is wrong, you're just continuing the cycle and hurting people the way you and so many others have been hurt-" with like "it's (mostly) just psychological trauma, they can get over that-"

But then maybe he finds that there are people who he wants to hurt and kill. And he doesn't like that part of himself, and really doesn't like that he goes through with these urges- but he again has to placate his morality with things like "this is for the greater good," and y’know. That could mean for the greater good of the world in general, or it's in the sense of a necessary sacrifice to earn more and more of John's trust :0

I do enjoy the idea of him essentially playing his own game, and being this force in the shadows that intends to destroy this horrible shit from the inside out. Bring an end to it once and for all. For everyone's sake, of course- but maybe it'll help him move on, and lay a certain unfortunate soul to rest... Someone who never got to walk free, and see his chain get broken. Someone who's been haunting Lawrence's every moment, ever since that day back in 2004 .

...But idk. I'm still just very much a little Apprentice Lawrence hater, so even if I'm like yeah y’know what, this angle on it actually sounds pretty cool !! I still just can't get myself to enjoy it enough to actively sit and think about it, y’know 😩😩😩 My absolute annoyance over the concept in itself just highkey outweighs anything else hrsjgnskgk

But who knows. Maybe I just need to be less stubborn lmao

Those are my thoughts on it, though :]

[coolmanjohnny]

SAW: (unrated) rant

Okay. I just watched the unrated version of Saw (2004) in theaters. So for some reason, they alter the ending for the unrated version of Saw. I have no idea why they chose to do this. I didn't see much discussion going over the details so I thought I'd go over it and why I think its inferior to the original cut. (Forgive me if I seem nitpick-y, I just love the original film so much haha. Totally fine if you like the unrated ver., I'm just sharing my thoughts here.)

To start, the unrated is advertised as a version with more gore/blood, which it does fine on that part. There are a few extra seconds of shots, for instance, the scene where Amanda is sifting through organs, some of the crime scene photos, and the wire trap maze is slightly longer. Here is a good article that goes over the Director's Cut with more details if you are interested. (I believe the Director's Cut is the same, if not very similar, to the unrated version? Feel free to correct me if I'm wrong.) Also, I think the colors are also less blue? I can't confirm this though. I believe there may be a few other details changed as well, but they're not super relevant. Feel free to share any ones I'm missing just for fun though.

These extra shots are fine, thumbs up emoji. My problem starts and ends with the final moments of Saw (unrated). This is Tumblr. You all know the ending to Saw and are probably obsessed with it. It's incredibly impactful and angsty. Its one of my favorite ending sequences of all time. I still think about Adam being left to die alone often. RIP.

Now, lets go over what's changed in Saw (unrated)'s ending:

Some of the final lines are cut out. (Why???)

For some reason, they cut the line where Adam asks, "Am I gonna be okay?" and Larry turns back and says, "I wouldn't lie to you." Why would they do this? I don't know. I can only speculate. Maybe they thought that it contradicted with Lawrence's character, since he is in fact a liar/adulterer? Maybe they thought it was too "hopeful"? Homophobia? (joke)

I think that it's really a shame, because it makes Larry much more likable imo. This one moment is representative of his character development in the film. There are a lot of complex emotions tied with that one line. For once, Lawrence isn't lying to Adam. He truly does want to help. At the same time, you can tell that he feels uncertain. He doesn't know if he actually will be able to make it back in time (if even at all).

Notice how he responds to Adam's question in a roundabout way. He doesn't know if Adam will be okay.

In a way, Jigsaw's trap did work. Lawrence learned empathy. LMAO. It is also makes Adam so much more tragic, any last glimmers of hope he had left get ripped away as soon as he realizes that Jigsaw isn't who he thought it was. They are both fucked. (Ignore that Saw 3D exists for a second here, lol. I definitely think that the original implication here was that Larry is screwed. Either Kramer gets to him, or he bleeds out.)

Here is the original scene for reference:

2. The end credits are changed.

Saw ends with Adam's haunting screams bleeding into the end credits. There's about 20-30 seconds of silence/very subtle music. Then, it leads into the song "Bite The Hand that Bleeds" by Fear Factory. I just LOVE the angst.

Now, lets see what the unrated version is like. (I had to really dig to find this lol.) Obviously, there is no longer licensed music. It instead plays the "Saw theme". (I believe Hello Zepp/Overture is the official name of the song?)

It's...fine. (Once again, forgive me for nitpicking. I'm starting to think that I may be overreacting a bit, lol.)

I sort of understand why they would change the licensed music. It makes the first film feel more "connected" with the sequels; now they all have matching theme songs. (Another idea is that they simply didn't get the rights back to the original song for the re-release. I'd have to do more research on this.) However, it still makes me sad, lol. I just love how edgy and aggressively 2000s the original end credits feel. It matches the film's tone so well imo. The filmography of Saw reminds me a lot of early 2000s nu-metal music videos (unique colors, over-edited to hell, etc.).

I want to really emphasize the importance of film preservation in this post. Thankfully, the original theatrical cut of Saw is pretty easily accessible. (However, this isn't the case for all films. Star Wars is probably the most famous example.) I am just a little saddened that some first-time viewers will end up watching this version of the film without being aware of these changes. I love Saw so much you guys

[kn-1013]

Exploratory Surgery #4 - Whatever it takes

Summary: Sal tells Travis what really happens after death, and makes him promise something. Word Count: ~871 Rating: G Pairing: Sal/Travis Warnings: Existentialism, I guess?

A/N: I should clarify that Sal wasn't dead long enough for his soul to really do anything, and that this is his interpretation of events as a result.

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“I just think- it’s so fucking stupid, man. It’s just stupid, and embarrassing. To, y’know, be like this.” Travis tugged at his earlobe nervously. The cool lake water did nothing to cool the hot embarrassment lighting him up inside.

He’d never told anyone about… Whatever that was before. It was simply too stupid to talk about even if he did have friends to talk about it with. His weird little habit of reading his Moomin books and pretending he was a little kid again. Back when his mother was still around, and Mary still smiled and he was still friends with Larry and Ash, and things were easier. They were still hard, but they were easier.

He didn’t know what it was, and he didn’t know how to talk about it, but he’d seen Sal last fourth of July, when he didn’t have his meds. No mask, vomiting on the forest floor, so disoriented he didn’t know where he was. He screamed like death and called for his momma. When his father finally found them, Sal crawled into his arms like a young child, begging for papa to save him.

Whatever was wrong with Travis, Sal must’ve had it, too. That’s why he was the first and only person Travis would ever talk to about it.

But the way Sal scoffed chilled his shame and set a cold pit in his stomach in its place. “Who fuckin’ cares man? It’s not like anything matters anyway.” Sal blew the smoke from his cigarette out through the holes in his mask.

“You’re not planning to kill yourself any time soon, are you?” Travis paused his nervous habit and side-eyed Sal. Sal would never normally say something so pessimistic, and that only made his pit worse.

“No, no, it’s not like that. I just mean…” He sighed. “This is all we get, you know? When we’re gone, we’re gone. So who cares what makes you happy?” Sal shrugged, turning to look at Travis with his head cocked to the side in that way Sal always did.

Travis didn’t know how he felt about that, being raised Christian. “I guess.” He said noncommittally.

“When my face thing happened, I coded twice. I was fully dead for a couple of minutes total. You know what I saw while I was gone?” Sal continued staring ahead at the sunset, bumping the ash off his cigarette and onto the ground.

So there was actually some weight to Sal’s whole ‘dead boy’ schtick… He grabbed his fish necklace loosely, intrigued by Sal’s experiences with the other side. Well, as long as they weren’t his bullshit ghost stories. “What?” He asked.

“A big, fat load of jack fuckin’ shit.” Travis watched his adam’s apple bobble in his throat as he swallowed. “No light, no dead grandma welcoming me to the end, no voice of God. Not even any cool ghost shit.” He paused. “But you know what? It wasn’t bad. It felt nice.” That last part felt a bit too tacked on to feel natural.

In spite of Sal’s claim, Travis couldn’t help but feel a bit harrowed by this information. What about all those people that claimed to see things on the other side? Were they just lying? How did he know who to believe now? Was Sal just saying it was nice to make him feel better about it? He didn’t know where to even begin answering any of these questions.

“So who fucking cares, man. Who cares if you like kid’s stuff, I like kid’s stuff too. I like kid’s stuff, and I dress like a girl and I’ll fuck chicks and dudes, and I still like the Spice Girls, even though they’ve really fallen off these days, and I like romcoms, and mayonnaise, and maple syrup on my scrambled eggs, and I don’t care what anyone else thinks because this is all we get. I’m not gonna spend it being embarrassed to be alive, and you shouldn’t either. You hear me?” Sal still didn’t look at him.

“I’m gonna do whatever the fuck it takes to be happy. Because I have to.” Sal’s voice was so serious it was shaking.

Sal had never gotten this intense before. Even when he was trying to prove beyond a shadow of a doubt that ghosts were real, even when he got so angry at Travis’s father that he couldn’t think in a straight line, he never got even a modicum close to the amount of intensity that Travis was feeling right now. There was something behind those words that went deep, deeper than his DNA, deeper than the molecules that made up his body, and straight into the celestial threads that stitched his soul together.

Whatever it was, Travis wasn’t convinced he shouldn’t be worried. With a furrowed brow, he reached over the tiny gap between them and grabbed the other boy’s hand. Sal took another drag from his cigarette before squeezing his hand back, putting his head on Travis’s shoulder as they stared at the sunset.

“Promise me you’ll do whatever it takes to be happy?” Sal said.

Travis exhaled harshly out of his nose with a grin. There he was, always looking out for Travis’s happiness.

“I promise.” Travis said.

[goatcheesecak3]

i’ve had this one on the dome for a while so walk with me picture a lawrence x reader that is so ‘lawrence sees so much of adam in you that he’s subconsciously using you as a way to right his wrongs of leaving that poor boy down there’.

for an extra level of stress for larry imagine a reader who actually knew adam very well and that’s why the similarities between the reader and adam exist and larry can NEVER tell them about what happened

basically this is chainshipping angst once removed do you get me did i explain the idea well ? idk i feel you could SLAY THIS CONCEPT HARD ok bye

Longing

Lawrence Gordon x Gn!Reader

Fic type: angst

Warnings: mention of missing person

A/n hello!!! Sorry it's been so long since I've written anything, I've been feeling pretty uninspired, but I'm feeling it more lately!!

Thank you so so so much for this request! Sorry it's so short, but I really enjoyed writing it, so i hope you enjoy reading it <3

Lawrence had been seeing y/n for a while, now. When they first met he wasn't sure why, but he felt like he already knew them somehow, they had a familiar charm. He'd never been with someone like this before, he was so used to clean cut and straight edge partners, but he liked that y/n was a little rough around the edges. He liked that they could shotgun a beer, he liked that they always wore tattered and baggy clothes, he liked their dry wit and feisty attitude. Hell, he even liked their obsession with photography- the way they constantly took pictures of him should have been annoying, but something about it made him feel comforted. Their presence in his life was warm, it satiated a sense of hiraeth for him, like a hug from an old friend, filling a void he didn't know he had.

He was unsure why this was, until one faithful day.

Sat on the small balcony of y/n's apartment, y/n pulled out a packet of cigarettes.

"Greatest invention on this planet" they had chuckled, lifting the cig up to their lips.

Lawrence felt his heart stop, his throat became dry and his eyes widened.

"Why did you say that?" He asked urgently.

"What do you mean?" Y/n looked him, puzzled as to why this had illicited such a strange change in their partner's demeanour.

"I-i" Lawrence scrambled for an excuse for his outburst, realising now that he shouldn't have given away how visceral his reaction was, "I'm sorry, sweetheart, it's just that I'm a doctor, I see bad things happening all the time because of those," he motioned towards the cigarette, "it took me by surprise to hear you speak of them so highly, that's all"

Y/n smiled at him softly.

"I don't actually think they're the greatest invention on the planet, I mean, a couple when I'm stressed is like a godsend, yeah, but that whole 'greatest invention' thing is just an old joke between me and one of my friends."

Despite all better judgement, Lawrence decided to probe.

"Which friend is this?"

Y/n took a drag, and stared off into the distance

"His name was Adam"

Feigning ignorance, Lawrence probed deeper.

"Was?"

Y/n sighed.

"He was my best friend, he's the one that got me into photography, but he went missing about a year ago. I don't like to think about it too much, he was in with a kinda bad crowd, I don't wanna imagine what happened to him."

"Y/n, I'm so sorry" Lawrence said, his heart ached knowing what he knew.

"It's fine, " y/n waved her hand, as if to shoo away any bad thoughts, "when I miss him I just imagine that one day he took off, maybe following a band on tour, maybe he's off in another country chasing his dreams - he loved animals, maybe he's got a new life on a farm or some shit, I dunno.." y/n's voice trailed off, "maybe someday he'll come back with a great story, and I'll kick him in the balls for disappearing on me, then I'll give him the biggest hug I've ever given anyone"

"Do you really think he's happy out there somewhere?" Lawrence asked, guilt's tight grip pulling on his insides and twisting them around.

"I have to." Y/n responded solemnly, "it's the only way I can live"

[scumbag4scumbag]

Shameless Self-Promotion: Comments Requested

So, this fanfic universe kinda feels like my magnum opus of wrestling fic... I've written others, mostly AdaMJF/BTYBB fics (and I'm more than happy to share those links as well), but I started this CMJF verse with what was supposed to be a one-shot set in a world where Max is the heir to a rich New York family's business and fortune, and Punk is the older, poor as fuck, guitarist in a band who turned Max's life upside down. The first piece I wrote was Max drunkenly calling Punk after being abandoned a week before his wedding to Adam Cole, the guy his parents had approved of. But it grew... and grew... and grew.

Unfortunately, I've put in a lot of work, but haven't gotten much feedback on it. My AdaMJF stuff gets a decent amount of feedback, but CMJF not so much... maybe because they don't actually interact anymore, so the ship fandom is dying? IDEK. But I know there's a lot of AO3 writers on the old Tumblr, so I figure worst case? Nobody sees this and best case? I get some feedback!!

Anyways... without futher ado, let me link ya.

Toxicity Is a Virtue... or Something: A CMJF AU Universe Description: Maxwell Jacob Friedman is the golden son of a wealthy New York family. CM Punk is his parents’ worst nightmare.

Part 1: Watch Me Turn Your Mind Into My Home Summary: Max is slumming at a punk rock club with his friends. Punk is playing that club with his band. Worlds collide and shit gets messy. In Progress

Part 2: Why Are You Here? Summary: It's been a few months since Maxwell Jacob Friedman and CM Punk broke up, and they've both moved on. Or so they both think. Complete - One-shot

Part 3: Pretty When You Cry Summary: Max thought he had finally found the person who would love him forever -- who would never break his heart -- in the person of Adam Cole. But as usual? Max thought wrong. -or- 5 times Adam truly smiled at Max and 1 time he tried to but failed. Complete - One-shot

Part 4: Sick Like Me Summary: Maxwell Jacob Friedman is the son of one of New York City's richest families, and as such, his parents have been planning his life for a long time. CM Punk is the much older, much poorer guy he dated 5 years ago. Adam Cole is the charmer Max's parents loved until he left him a week before their wedding. Larry just wants a treat. In Progress

[walker-extended-universe]

Walkerverse Character Tier List

Hello Walker Family! I'm here announcing the beginning of the Walkerverse Character Tier List series!

I've created a list of characters from Walker and Walker: Independence to put in a tier list ranking. I will be releasing a series of polls with all these characters (including pictures and brief reminders of their roles) to determine which Tier List ranking they get. Whichever option from S to F gets the most votes will become the official ranking of that character.

Here is the criteria I used to select the characters I'm putting in the poll series:

They must have a name on the imdb page

They must have a minimum of two appearances

I have to remember them, regardless of their appearance count

Single appearances that were special/memorable will also be included (ex: Uncle Willy, Minnie Jayne)

The rankings will be as follows:

S tier: Best character in the show, love them with all my heart, they can do literally nothing wrong

A tier: Beloved blorbo, one of my favorites, I'd want to be friends with them if they were real

B tier: I like them, but I have my critiques. A good character that I mostly enjoy

C tier: Mid character, not the biggest fan of them but I won't complain when they show up

D tier: I don't like them. I have many criticisms of their actions and personality. I may even dislike whole episodes because of them

F tier: Literally the worst character in the entire show. Hate them. Much dislike. I fastforward over them on rewatches.

I currently have pictures (for the poll and the complete tierlist that I will link when it is public) for 39 of the 120+ characters I put on the list, so that's where I will be starting. I will include the full list of all the characters from both shows below the cut along with the taglist.

The first poll will go up on Monday, September 23rd! Can't wait to see what you guys think!

@theladywyn, @jaredwalkertexasranger, @laf-outloud, @aborddelimpala, @mysterybeau, @sweet-sammy-kisses, @kickingitwithkirk, @rhl74, @peachparakeet, @dumb-fawkin-bitch, @loveforwomenstuff, @low-soduimfreak, @ihavepointysticks, @waywardmaslow, @arte-mishuntress, @the-slythering-raven, @deeranger, @duo-kun, @inafieldofdaisies, @not-your-housekeeper98, @nancymcl, @sammysnaughtygirl

Walker:

Cordell Walker

Liam Walker

Abeline Walker

Bonham Walker

Stella Walker

August Walker

Larry James

Trey Barnett

Geri Broussard

Cassie Perez

Micki Ramirez

Colton Davidson

Ben Perez

Dan Miller

Denise Davidson

Emily Walker

Todd

Gale Davidson

Stan Morrison

Clay Cooper

Clint West

Kelly James

Kevin Golden

Isabel Munoz

Bret

Trevor Strand

Ruby

Detective David Luna

Julia Johnson

Hoyt Rawlins

Twyla Jean

Sadie Yoo

Witt

Connie

Faye

DJ James

Keesha Barnett

Carlos Mendoza

Officer Randall

Dr. Adriana Ramirez

Sean

Serano

Earl

Mercedes Ruiz

Miles Vyas

Coach Bobby

Principal Heaney

Byron Santos

Garrison (GM)

Nate Smith

Tessa Graves

Crystal West

Cali

Rita

Lana Jones

Tommy Adams

Jaxon Davis

Grant McLawson

Neo

Mike

Horace

Alma Munoz

Fenton Cole

Shannon

Lorezno Munoz

Snyder

Oswald

Marv Davidson

Jim

Mr. Golden

Spider

William

Owen Campbell

Minnie Jayne

Maybelline

Mehar

Henry

Becca Furgeson

Joanna Rawlins

Cole Tillman

Rebecca Tillman

Walker: Independence:

Abigail Walker

Hoyt Rawlins

Kate Carver

Tom Davidson

Augustus

Calian

Kai

Lucia Reyes

Shane Davidson

Hagan

Chief Taza

Francis Reyes

Luis Reyes

Ruby

Nascha

Ethan (Pinkerton Detective)

Salty Dog

Molly Sullivan

Anna Maria Reyes

Cordell the Horse

Burlesque Dancers

Teresa Davidson

Matthew

Jacob

Otis Clay

Martha Sullivan

Griffin

Liam Collins

Eli McDowd

Charlotte “Charlie” Collins

Gil Santiago

Randall

Lily

Stella Rawlins

Wordell Calker

Olivia

Topsannah

Amos Acorn

Parker Briggs

Judge Parker

Kirby Smith

Andrew Jones

Judge Carter

[story-telling]

••••••••Not again•••••���••

TW: nsfw, fluff, smut, bondage, power dynamics, panic attacks, flashbacks, ptsd, restraints

Adam wandered down the carpeted stairs, his hand held on the railing (he has in fact fallen down the stairs before). He often remembers that day. Lawrence running into the hallway and holding Adam making sure he didn’t break anything, meanwhile Adam was laughing in a panicked state.

He continued down, smelling the coffee mixed with old books coming from Lawrence’s study, he smiles as he hears Lawrence humming to himself while washing up some dishes. Walking towards the kitchen he admires his boyfriend’s figure from behind, wearing his suit as always, blonde hair swooped to the side, cane leaning against the kitchen sink. He walks up behind him and slaps Lawrence’s behind.

“Cheers for washing up Larry, wanna make me a sandwich next?” He lets out a laugh as Lawrence shakes his head with a small grin.

“Why? Because the last time you did it you dropped the mayo?” Lawrence dries his hands on the tea towel and rubs his hands through Adam’s hair, leaving a small kiss on his cheek. Adam rolls his eyes and moves his cheek to join Lawrence’s lips, they part and look at each other. Adam smiles.

“What?” Lawrence raises his eyebrow and holds Adam’s hand.

“Nothing… it’s just.. you’re pretty” he smiles wider while Lawrence strokes his cheek, blushing. He pulls Adam in closer by his waist and gives him a light peck on the forehead.

“Y’know. I was thinking about something” Adam says pulling away slightly. “What if. We tried something new. In the bedroom. That is” Lawrence is slightly taken back with this request but insists on listening. “Go on” he replies, wondering what Adam could possibly suggest this time.

“Well, what if, what if we tried light bondage? You know. Like. Being tied up, restrained. Things like that” Adam looks away (not a fan of eye contact) and Lawrence thinks on it, he grabs his cane and walks on over to table and sits.

“Adam, darling. Do you think that would be a good option considering, well. How we met?” He bends over and puts his hands together on his knees.

“Look. I know it’s a long shot but maybe I’m over it! Maybe this shitty situation doesn’t have to, I don’t know, ruin my life!” Adam’s voice slowly raises as he gets frustrated from his past being mentioned.

Lawrence stands up and holds Adam “hey. Hey. It’s okay, I’m sorry. We can try it and if it goes wrong. I’m here. Okay?” He looks at Adam’s eyes and strokes his cheek “i love you” he kisses Adam and smiles.

“I love you too” Adam pauses and smiles. “Doctor Gordon” he kisses Lawrence’s jawbone and leaves a trail down his neck, he puts his hand around Lawrence’s waist and pulls him closer, his hand wanders and lands on Lawrence’s rear.

Lawrence lets out a breath and moves into Adam’s embrace. He guides Adam’s face back to his using his hand on his chin, he applies his thumb to Adam’s lips and wipes them. “My pretty boy” he smiles and grabs his cane taking Adam by the hand, leading him upstairs. Adam follows like a lost puppy, his hand in Lawrence’s. They were soft and his nails were neatly trimmed, adam enjoyed occasionally painting Lawrence’s nails especially when he was bored. They enter the bedroom and Lawrence turns on the light.

“Now. Be a good boy and sit on the bed” Lawrence says in a stern voice as he stands above Adam, taking his tie off and unbuttoning the top of his shirt. Adam sits and stares at him, puppy eyed, he admires his boyfriend in all his glory and wishes to obey his every command.

“Yes, doctor” Adam replies sitting patiently on the bed. Lawrence wraps one end of the tie against the bed post and makes it tight as possible. He walks back over to Adam and tightly grips onto his hair. (They have engaged in power dynamic stuff before so he wasn’t new to it) Lawrence forces Adam to look at him and he bends down to kiss him passionately gripping his hair tightly, slightly tugging at it. Adam groans a little into Lawrence’s mouth and he lets out a smirk.

“Let’s see that pretty body of yours. Lie down” Lawrence snaps his fingers and Adam does as he’s told. He takes Adam’s top off just before he lays down exposing his chest, Lawrence kisses his chest and leaves a trail of kisses down his abdomen, Adam lets out a little whimper of frustration and holds onto Lawrence’s hair.

Lawrence slaps Adam’s hand away and looks up at him “I’m in charge. Okay? What I say goes”. Adam looks at him and nods. “Yes what?” He grabs Adam’s arms and holds them up against his head “yes doctor.” Lawrence lets go and smiles at him while stroking his hair “good boy”.

Lawrence moves down to the end of the bed grabbing the other end of the tie and Adam’s ankle. He begins to bind the tie around his foot leaving a little room, he ties a slipknot for emergency release just to be on the safe side.

“You okay darling?” Lawrence asks Adam. He nods his head yes and Lawrence continues, he moves back to Adam and climbs on top of him so he hovers on his knees just above Adam’s waist. He unbuttons his shirt and hunches over to kiss Adam’s neck.

Adam tries to move his foot, of course it doesn’t move and he is restrained.

The bathroom.

The chains.

The blood.

The gun.

Everything.

Adam closes his eyes and starts hyperventilating, he starts crying and screaming “NO. NO. NOT AGAIN” he’s shaking and pushes Lawrence’s off him. Lawrence rushes to untie his foot and Adam slumps off the bed holding his head and crying.

“I CANT GO BACK. I DONT WANT TO. IM SCARED” Lawrence sits and holds Adam rocking him back and forth while stroking his hair. “Sshhh. It’s okay. I’m here, you’re safe” Adam continues to cry and shake “please. Don’t. Shoot. Me” he cries out breathlessly and puts his face into Lawrence’s chest. Lawrence looks up. Remembering that time. His heart breaks when he remembers Adam’s face. Frightened. Confused. They both hold each other while sat on the floor as Adam calms down, very slowly.

Lawrence holds Adam’s head and picks him up “wanna watch coraline and I’ll make us some pop corn?” Adam smiles softly and sniffles, wiping his nose “yes please” he grips onto Lawrence’s shirt as he gets carried downstairs.

🩸🩸🩸Thank you for reading!! 🩸🩸🩸

[mybeautifulchristianjourney]

Race is Real and Not a Social Construct

by Larry Ball

Christians do not need to adopt the Neo-Marxist theory of race as a social construct in order to do battle against the CRT of Neo-Marxism. It is better to recognize the truth that distinct races do exist in objective reality, and that good and bad attributes become characteristics of races as a result of the religion that dominates them. This includes both black and white.

After reading a number of books on Critical Race Theory (CRT) by evangelical and reformed authors, I have become convinced that sometimes good men get it wrong. Some of the writers I respect the most are saying that the existence of distinct human races is not real. It is just a social construct.

What is a social construct? It is a convention adopted by society that has no basis in objective reality. For example, Peter Pan is a social construct. We all know who he is, but he is not real. He exists in the mind for entertainment purposes. A dollar bill is a social construct. It only has value because society has given it value. In reality, it is only paper and ink.

Social constructs are usually identified with Neo-Marxist thinking. For example, Neo-Marxists say that binary sexual identification is not real. The concept of sex that separates humans into male and female is a social construct. They push the concept that, in reality, there are a multitude of sexes (they prefer the term gender). As another example, the traditional family is a social construct. The idea of a male and female parent with children is a convention created by society to oppress other legitimate families like those who have two males as parents.

I am hearing from my respected brethren that race is not a biblical term, and therefore the concept of race does not exist. At the same time, these same men will say that there is only one race, and that is the human race. The human race includes all of us because we all come from the same Adam. There is no difference between us other than the degree of melanin (pigment) in the skin.

It seems rather contradictory to me to assert that the concept of race is not real, but then to turn around and use the term race to describe all of the descendants of Adam. There are no races, but yet, there is one race.

It is true that the Bible does not use the word race in any English translation. More common terms are nation, tribe, clan, and peoples. However, the Bible does not use the term “banana” either, but that does not mean it is wrong to use the word banana. Historically, mankind has been divided into races. Three prominent races are whites, blacks, and Asians (with variations in-between). They have differed in more than pigmentation of the skin. They have been associated with not only the color of the skin, but with the texture of the hair, the shape of the eyes, and even in physical speed and agility. If you have ever watched a college NCAA basketball game, you will see what I mean. I don’t believe that speaking this way is racist. It may be more racist to avoid reality and to say that all athletes are the same in ability whether white or black. We need to learn to be honest.

Race has been associated with the word nations or peoples who have a common geographical boundary, a common language, and a common religion. This is certainly not necessarily true of our experience here in the United States, but our nation is a rather new experiment in societies, and it appears to be disintegrating rather quickly. The United States was once a Christian nation, and this common religion provided a basis for the unity of the various races among us. We have changed religions and therefore we no longer have any basis for peace. A nation without a common religion will not long endure, just as a nation without a geographical border or a common language will not long endure.

Now, although we all do descend from Adam, and we all are sinners needing a Savior, we do still exist as distinct races (who probably have more in common than not). Jeremiah identified the Ethiopian as a man who could not change the color of his skin (12:23). Just as important as noting the color of his skin, the prophet noted that the man was an Ethiopian (Cushite) who probably lived south of Egypt, and who could be identified with a nation that had geographical boundaries, a separate language, and a separate religion. In the New Testament the Ethiopian eunuch became a Christian, which certainly teaches us that the gospel came as a blessing for all nations and races.

The Book of Revelation speaks of the New Jerusalem as being a dwelling place for the nations and the kings of the earth (21:24). Nations will not disappear, even in the very presence of God himself. All the distinct nations along with their kings shall be one in Christ.

God allowed various distinctions to develop among the descendants of Adam. God loves diversity in colors, flowers, fruits, the two sexes, and even races. However, absent from most discussions today about race is the fact that nations (and often the distinct races that define them) will always adopt a particular religion. This religion will have the major impact on the character that nation. For example, while our white American forefathers were writing the very complicated United States Constitution, blacks in Africa, who were sold as slaves by blacks to white Europeans and Americans, could not read or write. Why? The grace of God! Christianity conquered the continent of Europe and not Africa.

Christians do not need to adopt the Neo-Marxist theory of race as a social construct in order to do battle against the CRT of Neo-Marxism. It is better to recognize the truth that distinct races do exist in objective reality, and that good and bad attributes become characteristics of races as a result of the religion that dominates them. This includes both black and white. Most of the average guys that I know in the pew think that this “Neo-Marxist social construct invention” is nonsensical. There is nothing to be gained by denying the obvious.

Larry E. Ball is a retired minister in the Presbyterian Church in America and is now a CPA. He lives in Kingsport, Tennessee.

[littlesapphicraccoonguy]

Ok so im a little tipsy right now but i had a thought about a sorta apprentices swap au, where Zep, Adam, Art, and Eleanor are apprentices instead of the canon ones. But im mostly gonna focus on Zep and Adam since they’re my favorites, so uh buckle up because im probably about to write a whole essay

So basically my idea was that Zep had shot and killed Lawrence before Adam could stop him, and once he did shoot Larry, Adam stops playing dead and he freaks out. Upon finding out Adam is alive, Zep decides to try and help him out of his shackle to save him(since he had already killed Larry, who was his main target, there wasn’t really a reason to leave Adam to die in there)

So as Zep is trying to help Adam, John would get up and reveal that he wasn’t dead or anything. And i think John would convince Zep to be his apprentice probably by giving him the redemption speech and telling him that he wouldn’t just be a “glorified janitor” anymore(also maybe he would change his mind and be like ‘actually you dont get the antidote for that poison unless you become my apprentice’ though that is a bit dirty lol) And he would probably tell Adam that if he became his apprentice too, he would help him with his injuries and let him out of his shackle so he wouldn’t rot in there(i guess he would have a spare key in this au)and give him the whole redemption speech as well

I imagine that Adam would be more reluctant in helping John, and also he would resent Zep for killing Lawrence even after he shows him his tape about just trying to get the antidote for the poison in his body and tell him how other people treated him. But i think Adam would feel EXTREMELY guilty for not being able to save Lawrence too, so his depression would intensify and he would develop probably develop some bad coping mechanisms…

I also think Zep would still feel bad for killing Lawrence and almost killing his family, he wouldn’t feel as guilty as Adam for not being able to save him, but it would be hard for him to live with especially with the whole torturing Allison and Diana thing(in the original script i think he cries over a drawing Diana did of her family) And i don’t think Zep would have any hard feelings towards Adam, he’s compassionate with pretty much anyone who isn’t his enemy or in his way in the movie, so i think he would be understanding on why Adam resents him so much and he would try and reassure him on Lawrence’s death not being his fault(though it wouldn’t really work)

I don’t think Zep and Adam would be rivals like Amanda and Mark though, i think Zep would be pretty nice to Adam, but Adam would just get frustrated or ignore him. I think their relationship would get better overtime though, like maybe Adam would talk to Zep more about his guilt and his other feelings(since Zep is shown to be quite kind and understanding when it comes to patients at the hospital he worked at)and maybe they would bond over shared interests(but im biased since i really like Lidshipping lmao)

And Adam would also probably take Amanda’s place in the second movie. I also think his main role would be watching other people the most out of everyone since that was pretty much what he was doing before he got put in the bathroom trap, and he would let John know about people being assholes or not appreciating their life(i also think he would be the kind of person to mostly choose people were like-genuinely awful instead of people who did minor things wrong or were actually struggling)

And I think Zep would be mad that John almost killed him, especially since he was pretty much the only person at the hospital who really felt empathy for him, but he wouldn’t get hung up on it for too long and I think he would get closer to John as well and be the one who gets him medicine from the hospital and gets medical supplies for him. But obviously him and Adam would wear those pig masks and kidnap people as well.

Yeah uh that was pretty long, thank you for coming to my Ted talk 👍

[sawtastic-sideblog]

Bringing this back for part 6. I haven't been writing lately and just needed something fun and easy to do to bring me back into it. Enjoy.

Jill: Birthday dinner for John tonight at 7. Don’t be late.

Lawrence: Do I need to bring anything?

Jill: If you want to bring a side or a dessert. Oh and some plates.

Lawrence: Sure thing. Do you have a preference of what dish it is or brand of plate?

Amanda: aren’t all paper plates the same?

Mark: No, apparently some are stronger and some are thinner. 

*Adam Standheight sent a photo*

Jill: Adam, I normally don’t ask questions I don’t want to know the answer to, but what the fuck?

Amanda: MY EYES!!!!!

Mark: Could’ve gone my whole life without seeing that.

William: It looks broken?

Logan: How did you break it?

John: Have you been to the doctor?

Adam: SORRY!!!!! WRONG MESSAGE THREAD!!!!!

Adam: It was meant for Larry only. I wanted his professional opinion on if I should go to the doctor.

Lawrence: Adam, you have a compound fracture in your forearm. How are you not at the hospital yet?

Adam: Because I am stuck. 

Mark: Where? I’ll come get you.

Adam: Funny story. I stopped a robbery. Two big dudes were trying to rob a lady of her purse. I took pictures. They saw me and chased me. They left the lady alone.

Amanda: And they beat the shit out of you?

William: Did they do this to you?

Adam: No. They never got the chance because I ran fast. I made it to the rich people lake houses and went to jump over a canoe. 

Jill: Did the canoe somehow break your arm?

Adam: Technically yeah. My foot clipped it and I landed weird on my arm. I rolled down the bank a little and I’m now caught in a net of some sort. I panicked and now I’m just here.

John: Do you know where you are?

Adam: In a net. I feel like a fish. Or a butterfly.

Adam: Oh shit. I hear voices. 

Adam: It’s the homeowners!

Lawrence: Adam?

Mark: Adam?

John: Are you okay?

Amanda: What if they killed him?

Logan: I’m sure he’s fine. The homeowners are probably shocked.

William: Mark, you’re a detective. Detect where Adam is.

Adam: I still live. The homeowners helped me out of the net and gave me ice. They called an ambulance for me so now I’m waiting outside on the front porch. 

John: Are you okay?

Adam: My arm is throbbing.

Lawrence: Naturally with a compound fracture. Any other injuries?

Adam: None that I can feel right now. My body has pretty much gone numb except my arm. 

Lawrence: Try no to move your arm anymore. I’ll meet you at the hospital. 

John: Me too.

Jill: Lawrence, what do we need to do to make Adam a bit more comfortable when he gets home?

Lawrence: Make sure he has something to prop his arm on, we’re going to need ice, some cloths to put between the ice and his cast, over the counter pain medicine. 

Lawrence: Adam, did you break your dominant hand?

Adam: Whatever the left one is.

Lawrence: You’re right handed so you’re good.

Lawrence: If anyone has a small stress ball, kind of like the ones you use when you give blood, he’ll need one. 

Adam: What is all of this for?

Lawrence: You. You’ll need to prop and ice your arm to try to prevent any more swelling, the pain meds is to make sure you don’t get too dependent on the heavy stuff the hospital will more than likely prescribe, and the stress ball is to keep your hand moving.

Adam: Hey Chris and Pam’s daughter just came home. It’s the girl I helped.

Adam: Her name is Claire.

Adam: She hugged me.

Adam: We’re all hanging on the porch. I hear sirens.

John: I’ll meet you at the hospital.

Lawrence: I’m out front, John. You can ride with me. 

Adam: I feel bad. What about John’s birthday dinner?

John: We’ll postpone it. You’re more important.

Jill: I’ll order us some pizza. Extra cheese, Adam?

Adam: Yes please.

Amanda: I call dibs on signing your cast first.

[soup-bag]

OKAY SO CHAINSHIPPING SCENARIO.

—

Sometimes Lawrence gets really depressed.

It’s happened for years, but he’s never once been sure why. It just- happens. Every now and then he closes himself off more than usual. Works more, spends less time with people, lays awake at night for hours wishing he could feel anything but miserable. No one he’s ever known has ever understood it. Not until Adam.

The first time he gets that way after the bathroom, Adam notices immediately that he’s acting strangely. They still live separately by this point, but Lawrence has been living away from Alison and Diana for a while. Adam visits him often enough to warrant the guest room to be called his own— they spend a lot of time together, and both of them love it.

But when Lawrence holes himself away in his home office while Adam is over he knows something is wrong. Lawrence tries to take his dinner to his office with him, but Adam stops him: puts on a movie in the living room for them, something they don’t need to focus on so they can talk. So Lawrence can talk.

“Larry,” Adam says to him, turning the volume of the TV down. “What’s going on, man? You alright?”

Lawrence simply nods; Adam can see his eyes begin to water, though.

“You can talk to me,” he continues. “I’m here for you. I do care, y’know.”

Lawrence remains silent, but he puts his plate of half-eaten pizza down on the coffee table. He leans against Adam, to the photographer’s surprise, and releases a shuddering sigh. “I don’t know what’s wrong. This happens, sometimes. I never know what’s wrong.”

Adam wraps an arm around his shoulder. “I get it,” he says. He isn’t sure what else to say, what else he can say. But Lawrence seems to be appreciative anyways.

He leans further into Adam. “I just…” He swallows before he continues, beginning to fiddle with the sleeve of his sweater. “Feel awful. Not in any certain way. I don’t know what’s wrong with me.”

Adam hums. “Nothing’s wrong with you, everyone feels it sometimes.” He leans his head on top of Lawrence’s, shuts his eyes and lets himself relax. “It’s alright, Lare. You don’t always feel it, so it’ll go away. You’ll be fine.”

And for once Lawrence feels like someone understands. He doesn’t feel quite as bad knowing that someone, especially Adam, understands: he still feels like shit, but it’s much more comfortable than it’s ever been. He isn’t alone now. Not anymore.

[dross-the-fish]

So...is there any chance dracula would work with the motley crew? I kinda wanna see him interact with them in a non-hostile way

It would never work. Dracula is after world domination and the Motley Crew are absolutely not going to let that happen. He's ruthless, calculating and above all a patient tactician, he'll play nice if that's the best way to get what he wants and the Motley Crew knows it.

If the group were for some reason forced to work for him. Quincey would refuse to be in the room alone with him. He's frightened of Dracula and he's angry. Quincey has never had a mean or bloodthirsty bone in his body but one smirk from that rat bastard makes our boy feel downright homicidal.

Larry would be afraid for Quincey, he'd be glued to his friend's side 24/7.

Selma has a gun on him at all times. Her every instinct is to kill the bastard while she has a clear shot.

Hyde is studying him, looking for weaknesses and brushing up on vampire lore. He's a scientist and he is going to de-mystify this vampire one way or another. Might try to steal some of Drac's blood for study if he thinks he can get away with it.

Watson. Terrified but unflinching. He's not used to being so close to something that defies all natural laws but he's not backing down and he's not buying Drac's thin veneer of affability. Vampire or not Watson isn't going to indulge his mind games. If needed Watson will be clear that Dracula is on their turf and the motley crew will defend it to the death.

Theo refuses to come to the manor until Dracula leaves. She doesn't know enough about her own vampirism since Varney up and disappeared and he has no idea if Dracula would have any control over her or if he'd try to tempt her to work for him.

Erik is hiding in the walls. He's watching Dracula's every move while keeping out of sight. Dracula knows he's there but won't say anything unless it's advantageous of him to do so. Adam is intrigued. So there really are things in this world more horrifying than him. He's not inherently afraid of Dracula like the rest of them but he's smart enough to be cautious. Dracula is disgusted by Adam on a very visceral level. Everything about Adam is wrong, he's unsightly, he's offensive, how dare something like him continue to exist. He's an abomination, a botched experiment the likes of which only humans in their infinite hubris could produce. Adam has heard that so often he's no longer offended by it but he's surprised it's coming from a creature like Dracula.

[goatcheesecak3]

Lawrence Gordon red flags? 🥺

Red flag headcanons

Lawrence Gordon x gn!reader

Fic type: headcanons, whatever the opposite of fluff is

Warnings: anger issues, emotional manipulation

Context: this is post trap, but in an au where Lawrence doesn't become an apprentice, because I'm not too sure apprentice Lawrence would even be in a relationship lmao

A/n: thank you for your request!! I'm glad this red flag series has been so well recieved so far hehe <33

He almost never clears his schedule, so while the date nights you have are lavish and thoughtful, they almost never happen. He always seems to have time to go to fancy wine bars with his colleagues after work though...

Even before the trap Lawrence had occasional angry outbursts, but after the trap, the divorce and his lack of going therapy for any of it, he's got a much shorter temper. He rarely gets angry directly at you, but he's easily frustrated by minor inconveniences. He craves complete control and stability, so little things set him off, like the time the microwave broke and you found him yelling and smashing a plate on the floor in a fit of rage. It's not directed at you, but you still find it scary.

After his angry outbursts, he becomes overwhelmed with guilt and begins to sob and plead for your forgiveness. You understand why he acts like this, but it's frustrating that it seems he cares more about clearing his own conscience than comforting you.

You notice certain things about his relationship with his daughter that rub you the wrong way. He doesn't really show affection by being an active parent in her life, but by showing up out of the blue once in a while with exorbitant gifts and trips to disneyland. She's too young to be upset with him buying her love at the minute, right now she just sees her dad as this superhero who swoops down to rescue her from her strict mother and shower her with gifts, but you get the feeling that she'll end up resenting him in the long run. You've tried to talk to Larry about this before, feeling especially worried that someday she may think that you were the one keeping her dad away from her, but Larry brushes it off every time.

He works long hours, so you're apart for most of the day. Occasionally he comes home, sceptical that you might have had another man over while he was gone. You can't help but think, maybe he suspects you'd do that because that's exactly what he would do in your situation.

When you get invited to dinner parties with his rich friends, he often coaches you on what to wear, how to talk do as not to come off as abrasive, and general etiquette. It feels somewhat like he's looking down his nose at you for not having the same upper class upbringing as him.

Sometimes complains that he's "too tired" for cuddles after sex, which really hurts your feelings. Credit where it's due though, once he realised why that makes you feel so unloved, he very rarely does it.

He gets you expensive and fancy gifts, but none of them are really things that you like, moreso things that he'd want you to like, to seem more classy. Diamond earrings and silver bracelets are pretty, but you'd much prefer a box set from your favourite TV show, or a cool tshirt with a funny design. He has a hard time distinguishing displays of wealth from acts of love.

He can be quite patronising about your interests, you tried showing him your favourite series, thinking it would fun for the two of you to watch out together, but he burst into laughter and asked "do you honestly watch stuff like that?"

Early on in your relationship, he joked that it's a relief that you've never met his ex wife, since she wouldn't exactly give him a glowing review. The only problem is, it felt more like him telling on himself that a joke, and the thoughts of what he might have done wrong in his past relationship - and what he may yet do to you - eat away at you.

Bonus: Comes home smelling like axe body spray and cheap beer (his friend Adam's signature scent) suspiciously often 🤨🤨