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guys look at past jesse's old art

joseph please can you not see they’re having a Family Bonding Moment?

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i love looking through my old folders and striking fucking gold

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heartwarming! local woman almost looks like she's coping when compared to her serial killer adopted brother!

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wren being a canon character 🤝 eliza being a canon character 🤝 our big brains

god you're so right. wren and eliza are actually right there in the game they're chilling in a cabin together and nobody is allowed to bother them

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found family? oh, you must've misheard me. i said forced family. you don't have a choice in the matter. c'mere.

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wren is actually the only person ever.

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the incel seed family ( joseph jacob john and faith ) vs the chad seed family adjacent ( wren jemima and jason @theundecider )

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if..... if its a okay. wren and eliza for the ship questions 👉👈

MEME:  SHIP QUESTIONS!  /  STATUS :  ALWAYS ACCEPTING!  /  @skiesking & @hopedalone!

who believes in love at first sight? i think that wren is probably more hesitant with it; eliza definitely believes in love at first sight more wholly, and wren takes a bit more time to internally figure it out.

who started liking the other first? it's a pretty mutually timely thing. it's a good thing wren is morosexual because she probably saw eliza doing a lot of stupid shit and still decided to choose her.

who is more likely to suggest a romantic, candle-lit dinner? neither one suggests it, and it's not like they've got all the time in the world for it - but either one is likely to surprise the other with it. (a private one at home, not around other people.)

who’s behind the wheel more often during road trips? eliza enjoys driving and is comfortable doing it, but they're both happy to share the responsibility.

who sets up the tent and who gathers firewood during a camping trip? eliza tries. wren succeeds.

who hooks bait during a fishing trip? who catches more fish? okay, for once, i feel like eliza growing up on a coast doesn't have an advantage - for some reason, i just feel like she and wren would go fishing and wren would catch, like, 100. on a freak accident. and then they'd never go back.

who insists on learning how to ballroom dance? neither. or, they showed up to a class at some community center, drunk, and were promptly escorted out.

who goes all out on the other’s birthday? eliza is more obvious with it, and wren does something more private but still a really big deal.

who sings louder while cooking? while showering? eliza, just bc it's her life - but she loves to hear wren sing. even just to hear her hum makes her really, really happy.

who teases the other for said singing? no teasing. unless it's a really stupid song that they can't get out of their heads.

who insists on checking their zodiac sign compatibility every so often? you're gonna tell me that either one of these dummies knows a single thing about zodiac signs?

who drags the other to fortune tellers at fairs? definitely eliza. wren is probably not into it at all OR gets very into it randomly and then eliza wishes she hadn't done it to begin with.

who would carry who over the doorstep of a new home? they'd race each other to the door. or... let's be real, wren might do it because eliza is too busy standing there just staring at the house in total awe.

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i was looking through my phone for stuff to delete to make more room and

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#SAME

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*  /  wren duncan & eliza kardel , feat. @hopedalone !

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joseph: calls himself the father, calls the deputy my child

wren: please never be within a 50 mile radius of me ever again please

sb: is vaguely a parental figure to wren

wren: hello please do not talk or look at me ever thank you for your cooperation

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sb: is vaguely a parental figure to wren

wren: hello please do not talk or look at me ever thank you for your cooperation

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wren had already been in and out of different foster homes many times when she arrived at the duncans. and for all the things they did, she assumed at some point they'd give up and send her back like the others when she got too difficult.

eventually she stopped assuming and started praying they would. but they never did. swearing that despite everything she was, they would never let her be alone. they'd never let her go.

it's one of the reasons why she isolates so easily, especially when people start caring for her. because being abandoned is better than having someone hold on so tight their nails begin to dig into your skin.

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wren: if you interfere with my investigation, i'll shoot you in the fucking head on the spot. are we clear?

john: ...sure you will.

wren: i'll do it! trust me!

john: okay, please do.

wren: don't tempt me, 'cause i have a gun in my pocket--

john: oh, really? where is it.

wren: and i'm ready to - it's... it's in my pocket.

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Wren grabs the box as soon as she realizes there’s actual food ( that’s warm and doesn’t require her to fish anything from a lake ) inside, careful not to tip it over as she sets it down. A part of her has to wonder where Eliza’s managed to scrounge all this up. But she suspects the answer would only lead to more questions, and Wren already has enough to think about.

“It’s tempting.” Tempting enough for her to have already grabbed a slice. She mulls the offer over as she takes a bite. Eliza’s right. They’ll only destroy themselves the pace they’re both working at -- and it is a pretty good pizza. “It just seems as though they’ll be able to find me no matter where we go. I’d hate for you to be here if they decide to come for me in the night.”

           “gimme one night.”         eliza’s barreling into the room, breathless with blankets and pillows in her arms, topped with a large pizza box on top of it all. (it’s probably a good idea to help her put the load down, wren.)         “jus’ one night – no peggie shit, no resistance shit, no nothin’. we’re both gonna burn ourselves out tryin’ t’get t’where we’re goin’, help who we’re tryin’ t’help if we don’t jus’ sit… an’ breathe for a minute.”         see? she’s learning. (and she’s practically pleading.)         “—– please. ‘s… it’s good pizza.”

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wren in the collapse: what bunker the milfs in? 🤔

joseph: get out!!