#Has Anyone Seen Larry

[admiralgiggles]

“Has Anyone Seen Larry” by Seward Johnson

This installation is pretty badass and arguably one my favorite pieces. I didn’t get a great shot of the whole thing but here is an idea of what it looks like all together.

This may be where Larry wound up.

[hyunjining]

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[jlf23tumble]

Both "they never broke up" and the "their JUST gay" gang are quite hypocrites and misogynists tbh. Really love how you emphasize the ao3-ness of it all cuz it is like that. They romantacize tf out Larry and put them on a pedastal and I just cant. THANK GOD FOR YOUR EXISTANCE JEN, I swear some people here really need to socialize more rather than read ao3. Adding to your UO about Louis hating his own fans, if my partner just lets people infantalize & feminize me and doesnt do anything about it.. I might give into the pressure and just clear my mind and do a "break" tbh.

I'd say the hypocrisy in larr nation is as rampant as it is because it IS so tied to the core misogyny, sweet jesus, some of the shit I've seen whilst lurking, the gymnastics, the staggering lack of self-awareness, the breath-taking lack of irony, it's...well, it's somethin' alright! I get the feeling a lot of people don't read their own blogs, like when you see them reblog something vile post, then something else that's vile, then a post that contradicts those posts, then back to vile, etc. etc., but that's just another hot take (a free one! lea michele abides!)

[anchorandrope]

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[leeeeeeef]

im still thinking abt 3-1's impact on phoenix as a character. because in 3-1 he's so trusting and open and unabashedly friendly until he realizes the truth abt dahlia. and just before dahlia is apprehended, she says this to him:

and after that he.. just doesnt tell anyone anything??? he never did get to tell mia about larry and miles and why he became a lawyer. and he doesn't tell maya either until she literally stops him and forces him to tell her. and he didn't tell maya about miles's disappearance. and he didn't say anything about his involvement with iris at the beginning of 3-5.

and in aa4, that secretiveness is only exacerbated after not only his client but the entire legal system suddenly turned on him. right out of the gate in 4-1, phoenix is very selective with the information he discloses, like when he chooses to plead the fifth and refuses to elaborate on his game with shadi, or when he lies to the judge about his locket (through omission, but a lie nonetheless). and even throughout the game, he never tells anyone about his work on the mason system and he doesn't tell apollo and trucy about their mother.

and not only that, but he works as a poker player!! the entire point of poker is to be secretive and misleading!!! and he keeps up this facade throughout the game, projecting this character of a sleazy, shady poker player, even leaning into the rumors of him forging evidence. all when he's trying to enact generally positive legal reforms!! it's as if he's keeping up this poker face throughout the game, and it only makes him even more secretive and cryptic.

my point is, there's such a stark contrast between the bubbly, emotional, and forthcoming college student phoenix wright and the mysterious, closed-off poker player phoenix wright. and even lawyer phoenix is secretive to a degree!!

and i can't help but think that dahlia's last words to phoenix before she was arrested contributed to that change at least partially. do you think dahlia would have never resorted to murder if phoenix didnt tell anyone abt the necklace? do you think he blames himself for doug swallow's death? he was just innocently gushing about his girlfriend!!! how could he have known it would lead to something like this!?? and if this much harm could have been caused just by telling people about a little necklace, i'd understand why phoenix wouldnt want to talk about his life at all!!

but as much as he's been betrayed or weathered down, no matter how many walls he builds or how he changes, there's one thing that has stayed constant throughout his life as we've seen it, and that's especially apparent with his beanie and locket. his beanie, likely a gift from trucy with the word "papa" stitched onto it, and the locket with a picture of his daughter. both symbols of his love for trucy, just like how he wore the bottle necklace and the sweater made by iris as a sign of his love for her. and if there's anything to glean from these parallels, it's that there's a part of phoenix that never faded away after all those years, that still cares for people so ardently and so strongly and with all his heart. and that's something that will probably never change.

[lhrry]

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[seat-safety-switch]

Once in awhile, you can get one over on The Man. Finally, after all these years of toiling under his rule, doing his dirty work, begging for his praise, he has well and truly fucked up. And, it turns out, your entire life has been building up to the moment that you can milk him for all he's worth.

Have you ever seen a Dodge Caliber? They're getting sort of uncommon now, but when they were new, they were pretty hateful cars. Cheap, buzzy, surprisingly uneconomical, steering that felt like telling a funeral home operator how to sign a birthday card over the phone by long distance. And they fell apart all the time. Most cars get repaired, but these things got gleefully shovelled into the junkyard at the first chance the owners got.

Not all of them, though. This is a story about one very special Dodge Caliber. You see, my aunt needed a car. And my aunt is very nervous about owning a car. The skills of shitbox repair never made it into her genes, you see, possibly because she is not related to me by blood. So, in order to get that car, she went to the Dodge dealership, and she asked them: can you do a lifetime warranty, unlimited mileage, no questions asked, cover everything? And they said: for you, ma'am, we absolutely can charge you an obscene, eye-watering amount of money.

Once I found out about this, I was mad. And then I figured it out. You see, what my aunt did have was being insanely cheap. That's why she was a part of my degenerate family. She still is, even though my Uncle Larry exploded that one night at Arecibo. Unlimited mileage. There has never been a sweeter phrase uttered in the English language.

Now, whenever anyone we know needs to go for a long trip, we tell them: take the Caliber. Rack those miles up. Punish those stupid motherfuckers for writing such a terrible, open-ended contract. My aunt runs a taxi service consisting entirely of this vehicle, a fleet of drivers constantly rotating in and out, the thing rolling virtually 24/7. I love driving this car, because every single mile that ticks up on the odometer is more salty tears from the low-wattage pig who thought he was a big-time wheeler and dealer down at Old Time Country Dodge.

To their credit, they figured out the enormous error that they had made fairly quickly. When Aunt Hilda rolled in the thing, smoking and wheezing, for its sixth transmission replacement at eight-hundred-and-fifty-thousand kilometers, they offered to buy it from her and give her a brand new luxury SUV, just for being such a great customer. She laughed, and told them to get started overhauling the Caliber, and don't forget to take a look at the squeaking sound it started making in the back.

When things got real bad during the recession, they tried to go bankrupt, thinking that might get them out from having to maintain this economy car until the sun burns out. Ha! Death won't save you, my friend. My attorney Max picked that one up pro bono, despite hating warranty law, just for the pleasure of watching their attorney read the purchase contract. Her eyes got so big that they stuck that way. The paramedics had to use the jaws of life on her eyelids so she could blink again.

If you see me in the Caliber, make sure to honk. I probably won't stop to say hi, because we gotta keep this odometer rollin'. Rest assured, however, that I will honk back, maybe ten or fifteen times. Really get my money's worth out of that horn.

[alastrrz]

headcannons for getting drunk with tgc?

like how high their tolerance to alcohol is,

what they usually have,

and stuff similar?

ignore my 'ideas' if you dont wanna do them <3

🫧 anon

absolutely!! i love making hcs like this (i also won't be including larry bc he isn't of legal age to drink :P)

｡ﾟﾟ･｡･ﾟﾟ｡ ﾟ。 drunk ; tgc boys

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genre/type: fluff/humor, headcanons

read below!

ISAAC;

absolute unbeatable tolerance. insane tolerance. dude can take 6 shots of everclear and still walk a straight line.

you've only seen isaac blackout ONCE, and it was complete accident. you hadn't seen isaac drinking that much, but he was actually borderline drunk. he asked you in a pretty sober sounding voice, "how many drinks have i had? should i stop?" you say, "i've only seen you take like 2 shots. drink some more!"

horrible move. he blacked out and also woke up with the world's worst hangover.

ever since then though, his tolerance, like i said, is rock solid.

he likes the classic drinks, so i'd say he likes a good screwdriver.

super clingy and COCKY when he's drunk.

drowning you in kisses and hugs, and he goes, "babe, i'm soooo hot. i'm soooo hot and sexy.."

"sure you are."

your two options are to kill his ego or boost it, but it kills you too much to deflate his ego.

"how cocky was i last night?"

"yeah."

TANNER;

moderately normal tolerance, maybe a TINY bit lower than the average person in their mid-20's.

like, if we're measuring in shots of vodka again, like 4 1/2 shots he'd be gone. not black out gone, but "i'm gonna talk about every celebrity i could probably pull" gone.

he's such a YAPPER when he's drunk dude.

will probably do the trend of writing fake band names to try and make you laugh

he's dancing around to loud ass music in the kitchen, invites you to dance with him, he immediately starts shoving himself against you

he won't shut up about how much he loves you

he's definitely got his head in your lap and he's making you play with his hair and listen to him talk

however you have to stop him talking at a certain point, because he'll just start having a crisis and making himself sad.

he's never blacked out, but he has terrible hangovers.

favorite drink? he strikes me as a daiquiri kinda guy. he'd love them.

but if it's more casual drinking at home, he's happy with some soju.

NICK;

literally AVERAGE tolerance.

about 2-3 shots of vodka has him tipsy, 4-6 has him drunk, and don't give him more than 8, he might start drunkenly making an album.

he's not a clear liquor guy, he prefers browns like brandy or scotch.

there is almost ALWAYS a bottle of whiskey in the fridge for nick, he never runs out.

he drinks regularly, but he doesn't HEAVILY drink on those nights.

he's super sleepy when he's drunk. he could literally fall asleep anywhere if given the opportunity

he could be laying on the floor to "stretch his back" he's asleep 10 minutes later

you have to carry this dude to bed (and if you can't do it alone, isaac helps you)

like i said he prefers drinking brown liquors, so i think he'd maybe like a tequila sunrise or just straight whiskey

BLAKE;

"i have a ROCK SOLID tolerance!" dead in 3 shots. don't listen to him lie to you

every time you and the guys go out for dinner at like chilis or something, blake orders a margarita and everyone sighs in unison

the margarita gets him on the verge of drunk. just a little past tipsy.

he can HARDLY casually drink with anyone because his tolerance is just THAT bad

you constantly pick at him for it but he's just accepted it at this point

he's so SILLY when he's drunk man

cracking jokes that do NOT land at all and are not funny unless he's talking to a bunch of drunk people

"so the.. uh.. what? yeah.. uh.."

he suddenly forgets english

he can barely formulate a SINGLE sentence and he's basically speaking in mumbles

he's like speaking in fancy or speaking in riddles like a troll under the bridge or some shit

you have to baby him while he's drunk or he won't know what the hell is going on

i think he honestly.. just likes whatever he can get his hands on.

[secretly-larry-daley]

You know, for a random guy, Larry took the museum coming alive pretty well. Like— he accepted all of it really quickly. Sure, he was scared by Rexy at first, but anyone would be scared of a fucking dinosaur running at them.

Yet, he immediately got to work with his situation. So it makes me wonder

What the fuck else has this man seen??

[attorneys-against-court-violence]

You know you've written an effective & terrifying villain when he's scarier OUTSIDE the court than in.

In court, while Manfred does end up bending a lot of the rules, there are still rules when working behind the bench. The Judge still has enough power to refuse his demands/objections (even if he's too intimidated to try most of the time). He plays the game well and you've seen him do it twice, both of them requiring Maya or Larry to save Phoenix's ass and the latter getting a Guilty verdict before the Judge retracts his decision. But Manfred is still beholden to the rules of the game and not even he has total control over what said rules are.

Out of court? No such luck, buddy. No one's going to kick him out the room for being in contempt or anything so petty. He can get away with anything provided he isn't caught. You know what he's willing to stoop to when he's limited by the rules of the game and even techinically won at one point - just what is he willing to do when there are no such restrictions?

That initial terror is followed by an insulting deflation; he doesn't even remember your name. You, the lawyer who managed to put up a fight against him for two days and dodged a Guilty verdict, yet he doesn't even recognise you when you're both face-to-face. All that hard work? All those last-second narrow triumphs? Those were nothing to him. Edgeworth is going to be convicted for Hammond's death or DL-6, no matter how hard some mere defense attorney and his assistant fight against it. Why even acknowledge their existence when they're practically redundant? Manfred has 40 years of precident on his side and you just have a short string of lucky breaks. You're challenging a god with a pointy twig. Good luck with that!

It helps that he's an absolute unit; the mere physical presence is enough to assure you that you aren't winning any altercation with him if it ever comes to it. He just stands there at attention, facing directly towards you with his eyes locked into yours the whole time (though not calling attention to it as much as Gant's infamous stare). There's just no way around it; you have to look this undefeatable giant dead in the eye in the single worst place you could have bumped into him and give him every reason under the sun to stop you in your tracks.

All of that manages to make him pulling out a NON-LETHAL weapon meant for self-defense a dreadful turn. What's more, it plays into his cunning and foresight as well; there won't be a track of evidence that he attacked anyone in the evidence room so there's no point in trying to press him on it or - heaven forbid - try to get that evidence back. The letter especially he could easily destroy without a trace. The only reason he could even be taken down was Maya snatching the bullet from him without his notice - a clue that doesn't hold any relevance until she nudges Phoenix to make the then grand leap of logic towards accusing Manfred of the murder, which requires an unorthodox explaination of where the second bullet went and an even wilder way of proving its existence.

The encounter with Manfred in the police records room sticks out in my mind for how it sets a man who's terrifying when restrained into a place where anything - from being punched with bourgey knuckle-dusters to being surrounded by mafiosos - could happen to you. It's the most intimidating the living legend had ever been in that case. Other villains will later surpass him by threatening us from inside detention or even beyond the grave, but Manfred's simple yet effective method of shaking you to your core is too memorable to discount because later villains get more elaborate with their schemes.

[shrimp-buffet]

LARRY & LAWRIE HEADCANNONS

Because they took over my brain after Kit betrayed me- (headcannons after the cut)

I’ve never really made one of these types of post before and don’t know if I’ll ever make more, but I just suddenly got struck with the need to share my ideas with these two and I don’t personally know people as into Brawl Stars as I am so making this post is the best way I could think of! Maybe if this gets received well I’m make more but no guarantees.

Anyway sorry for this pre-ramble, onto the actual headcannons:

Larry focused, Lawrie focused, Both

•Larry uses He/They pronouns, while Lawrie uses just They/Them

• Larry & Lawrie have a sort of Bluetooth-like connection between them. If one gets too far out of range, they both lose some or all of their functionality, which is why they’re never seen too far from each other.

•Their connection range is actually pretty generous, so they could go off and do their own things around the park. But they would still need to work around each other’s schedules to stay in range which can be a hassle, so it’s usually only on special occasions. (Much to Larry’s dismay)

•Larry is the much more social one, and while he does genuinely love spending time with his sibling, they desperately want to be able to spend more time hanging out with others on his own.

•Despite Larry’s extroverted nature he doesn’t actually have a lot of friends because they’re a bit of a buzzkil

•Lawrie tries (and usually fails) to hide it, but they’re extremely overprotective of Larry. Rushing into battles to protect him and following them around the park even if Larry asks them not to.

•for example of the previous: One time Larry was walking through the garden, thinking they were finally alone when Lawrie jumps in out of nowhere and just obliterates a bush having completed missed a little bunny. When Larry gets mad Lawrie explains that they thought there was a dangerous animal following him.

•Larry doesn’t get why Lawrie is so protective of him, but he is similar protective of R-T (albeit to a much smaller extent)

•Lawrie held a grudge on that bunny for embarrassing them. That specific bunny seems to intentionally menace them constantly and they consider it their enemy.

•While Lawrie is a bit of a tsundere about their brotherly love, they’re not one in general. They just genuinely dislike most people.

•The two of them fight, argue and insult each other a lot, but if anyone else saying anything rude to the other they both go sicko mode. Lawrie especially has no mercy.

•Lawrie punches people in the arm a lot. Totally unrelated, (/s) Larry’s arm is always sore

•Larry LOVES the Princess Diaries series! When they found out Fang also likes it (R-T told him) he spent a whole day binging the series with Fang in an empty theater

•As implied in the pervious, Larry occasionally gossips with R-T. He knows it’s wrong and feels guilty about it, but it’s too interesting for them to resist it.

•Lawrie has to keep tell R-T to stop gossiping, and Larry to stop enabling it. It doesn’t work but they try.

This is getting long so I’ll end it here. If you got this far thank you for reading!! Let me know if you’d be interested in other characters or even more of these two!

[luxsf]

Can people please stop shipping Sal and Larry PLEASE. They are BROTHERS. I get that they are not blood related but THEY SEE EACH OTHER AS BROTHERS!!!!! Its just weird to ship them. Also I see that when people point out why it is weird to ship literal BROTHERS (i will never get over this shit istg) People will say things like "well they are just step brothers so its okay..."I HAVE EVEN SEEN PEOPLE SAYING SHIT LIKE "Everyone has had feelings for a step sibling at least once" like WHAT?????? As a person who has 5 step siblings NO. YOU GUYS ARE WEIRDDDDDDD!!!! Also wouldn't this be considered a "Proship" Because I don't see as many people calling it that. But it definitely is one. I feel like the whole "Being attracted to your step siblings or adopted siblings" thing is wayyyy to normalized. It is really gross tbh. Also Does anyone wanna be mutuals??? Idk how to make them so im just gonna ask lol.

[indiaalphawhiskey]

Hi India. I feel really bad for asking this but I wondered if there is an explanation. I always see Larries say 'anyone but Louis' because if Harry is being romantically linked to men then Louis is always excluded when it's very obvious that something went on between Harry and Louis during 1D. Whether it's Harries or the odd time the media they never bring up Louis. So I always see this 'anyone but Louis'. But I noticed that Larries won't accept Harry with any man but Louis. They would prefer him to be straight than with a man who isn't Louis. Isn't this a similar thing? Anyone but Louis vs no one but Louis. Or am I missing a point? Thanks!

Um, it’s very late where I am, so I’m gonna try and be as coherent as possible.

Personally, I believe Harry and Louis are together, and have been for the last 13 years, and the reason I believe Harry has been with “no one but Louis” as you put it, is absolutely not because I would “rather Harry be straight than be with someone else”. It’s literally because I’ve never seen Harry (or Louis) look at anyone else the way they look at each other.

I say this, time and again: to me Larry isn’t a ship. Larry is not me playing with two dolls and making them kiss each other. Neither part of the couple is “swappable” with any other “character” no matter whether man or woman, no matter what level of attractiveness or wealth or fame, no matter how many pap pics are taken of them walking side by side shirtless and in silence or fake kissing next to a car or dancing on a yacht, because none of those things equate to being in love.

What convinced me of Larry isn’t the amount of time they spent together, or how handsome they both are, or what a cute couple they make (even though they are hella cute). It’s literally everything else. It’s their body language around each other, it’s Harry’s stupid little nose scrunch and how it’s disappeared now that they’re never seen together, it’s the way they always seem to reference the same documentaries and albums, is how they dance their little pointy-pointy victory dance that I’ve never seen anyone else do, its how they speak of England as home and LA as work, its the fact that their deep-seated values are so aligned, it’s the entire discography of songs that tell two perspectives of the same love story, it’s the way they describe success with insanely similar verbiage that you can imagine them discussing it laying next to each other in bed…

For me, it’s Harry for Louis and Louis for Harry not because I won’t accept anything else. It’s because I’ve never seen anyone else even come close to being on the receiving end of the way they look at each other. If I see either of them acting that way towards someone else, I’ll consider changing my mind.

I think what people don’t get is that this isn’t really a point of pride for me. I don’t ‘get anything’ by believing in Larry (in fact, there are many times I wish I could spare myself the heartbreak of knowing so much about celeb closeting and just forget about it) or by convincing other people to believe in them. I literally just believe it. And maybe one day there will be enough evidence to change my mind, and then I won’t believe it. It’s just… today’s not that day. 🤷🏻‍♀️

[maniacwatchestheworld]

Another exceedingly stupid DPxDC story idea/prompt (#5)

It occurs to me that... SURELY something fun and entertaining can be done by having the Danny Phantom characters interacting with Lord Death Man, right? RIGHT!??? He's Lord Death Man for crying out loud! So here's what I've got.

Lord Death Man has decided to change his villainous ways and is now trying to be a hero! And so in his quest to become a hero, he decides to become the nemesis of another undead villain just like him! A villain that up to this point, no one seems to tussle with and has gone unrivaled in his attempts at terrorizing mankind! Yes! Lord Death Man shall become the nemesis to none other than the Wisconson Ghost himself- Vlad Plasmius! (Most of the conflicts between Vlad and Danny happen in more private or secluded areas where the public wouldn't see that they're actually enemies, or the Ghost Zone. The few times they have been seen interacting in a place where people could see, they could just as easily be working together instead of fighting against one another, so there's no reason for the public at large to think that Vlad and Danny are nemeses. If anyone would be publicly perceived as Vlad's nemesis, it would probably be Jack and Maddie... And Lord Death Man cannot let such helpless, defenseless mortals such as them burden themselves with the task of taking down this cruel and evil wayward soul!!!)

And so Lord Death Man starts making himself a nussience to Vlad. Lord Death Man challenges Vlad to a fight, but Lord Death Man actually doesn't have any equipment that is able to harm ghosts, so each time, Vlad just pummels him into the ground using little to no effort. But Lord Death Man just KEEPS popping up and will NOT just go away! Vlad's attempts to get rid of Lord Death Man get more and more violent and then more and more contrived, but sure enough, Lord Death Man keeps on returning with more determination than ever to defeat this ghostly gentleman! Vlad vaporizes his face off? He comes back. Vlad lights him on fire and stomps on the ashes? He comes back! Vlad throws him into the Ghost Zone where he is immediately set upon by the entire ghost community? He comes back, just as fine as ever! Vlad launched him into the vacuum of SPACE!??? Somehow he's back and ready to annoy and slightly inconvienence Vlad by the end of the week!

Little does he know that Lord Death Man's one and pretty much only superhuman ability... Is that he is unable to be killed no matter what you do to him! You can try to do whatever you'd like, but he will ALWAYS SOMEHOW come back!

After a while, Vlad gets tired of this and stops trying to get rid of Lord Death Man and just accepts that he has to deal with this unkillable weirdo following him around all the time. It isn't long after this that Lord Death Man, or- as his friends call him- Larry learns that Vlad is only half ghost. The MOMENT that Lord Death Man aka Larry discovers that Vlad is somewhat redeemable, he INSISTS that Vlad should start trying out yoga and different breathing techniques for the sake of his mental and human bodily health!

[twopoppies]

Hello!

I'm sorry if you've discussed this already, I searched your blog and didn't find anything about it.

https://x.com/whisperandmoan/status/1757950393676374224?s=46&t=DWQW8cGZz31X1z07hCMAUg

This is making the rounds again but I do not remember Harry ever posting and then deleting this photo, and I've been here from the beginning. What I do remember is this photo being used time and time again in fics and moodboards and the overall understanding that it looks like baby boyfriends, but it wasn't even. Do you know if this has been debunked or not?

(Also, there's a fun debate over if it's Larry or Zarry 🙃)

Thanks, Gina! Hope you're having a good day!

Hi, darling. I’ve literally never seen that photo. @tommosgun @hannabec2 @betterstllbemywindingwheel any of you know the details on this one? Anyone else?

[drunkenpixie23]

👋 hello there! I wanted to ask for a Sallyface Fic? What about where reader is part of the popular group, and so Sal and the gang thinks reader is like the rest of the group but Sal finds out reader has a huge crush on him. 👍

Thank you and take your time writing ❤️‍🩹

Hey sweetpea, thank you for the request! This is honestly a pretty good idea, so I’ll get to it. I hope it’s ok, I haven’t really wrote anything like this before so yeah. I hope you enjoy! <3

Requests are open <3

Warnings: slight swearing

There you were, standing with your group of friends near the lockers. You stood there listening to each of them bitch about different people in the school, gossiping about others and calling quite a few of them names. Including the blue haired boy you had grown to like, even if it was from afar.

As the bell rang for the lunch break, your attention was caught by Sal and his group of friends walking past. You saw a few of them side eye your friends and your eyes darted to the side instantly, your friends instantly yelling over and calling them freaks before laughing. A sigh escaped past your lips before you glanced to the others, “we should probably head to the cafeteria, unless you all want to stay here? Because I’m not,” you spoke quite bluntly at that before fixing the lipgloss you were wearing and walked in the direction of the cafeteria.

Each of your friends followed, muttering stuff behind you. Once you all entered, you each sat down at a table, your eyes practically wandered around yet again, your friends went back to bitching. You knew being a part of their group would have a toll on how others viewed you..but you knew what you were like, and if others couldn’t see that then you didn’t really bother with them. Your thoughts were racing as you looked around before you were snapped out of the trance you were in and back to reality by the sound of one of your friends voice, “uh Y/N? You good?” she asked. You glanced towards her before nodding then smiled faintly, “yeah, just thinking is all.”

Your friend scoffed instantly and leaned back against the palms of her hands, “ugh..bet any money you’re thinking about that freak you like, what do you think girls?” she spoke quite loudly, alerting not only the girls at the table with you…but also Sal and his group of friends.

Now, we all know Sally isn’t really one to judge but from what he had seen from how your friends acted..he didn’t really want to be around the lot of you. The male thought you were quite pretty, hell, he could even admit if he got to know you more..he’d possibly fall for you. But now wasn’t the time to think about that.

Larry rolled his eyes slightly before leaning forward on the table, looking directly at the blue haired male sitting across from him, “you hear that? They could be thinking ‘bout you,” he teased, though he didn’t like the idea of it himself, “or they’re just trying to pick on him,” Ashley spoke up, looking towards Larry, who went back to sitting properly again. Sal blinked a few times then laughed to himself, “I’m pretty sure anyone here could be classed as a freak, don’t their friends call everyone names?” he asked himself mainly before shrugging, attempting to get the thought out of his head.

You blinked a couple times before quickly putting your hand over your friends mouth, “how loud do you need to be?” you questioned, annoyance practically laced in your tone before you moved your hand, sighing. She laughed before fixing her hair, “oh come on, we may as well say it loud enough for him to hear that you have a crush on him. Like, the biggest crush ever,” she teased, “it’s not like he’d have a chance with you anyways, you’re like, way too good for him.” She grinned after she spoke before glancing in the direction of Sally and his friends, you did the same before looking away, “don’t even,” was all you said before you took out a compact mirror and looked at your reflection slightly.

Sal and his friends had pretty much put together that they were talking about Sally at this point, and all of them were in a type of shock. Sal especially. He sat there, as still as a statue and just stared in your direction. All sorts of thoughts were racing in his head before he cleared his throat, snapping out of it then stood up, “I’m gonna head out into the courtyard,” he told his friends and quickly exited the cafeteria.

You watched him through the mirror, a small frown crossing your face before each of your friends began to laugh, “oh my god, he’s such a weirdo,” one of them said to the other. You glared towards them, shutting the mirror quite roughly before shoving it away and walked out yourself, going after Sal to see if he was ok.

The blue haired male was sitting on a bench outside, lost in his own thoughts before he was snapped back into reality by you standing in front of him, “oh uh..hey Y/N,” he tilted his head after speaking. You held your hands in front of you before smiling ever so slightly, “could I sit with you? My friends are kinda..being assholes,” you laughed quietly. He laughed along with you then nodded, his eye staying on you as you sat down, “so, was what your friend said in there true?” You looked to the sky and chewed the inside of your cheek, “well..I guess it is, yes.”

The male was in some kind of shocked state at this point. First of all, he wholeheartedly thought you would have been a lot more like your friends but..even with the small conversation you were having, it really didn’t seem like it. Second of all, he was surprised that someone so popular and well..beautiful would actually be interested in him. He sat there in silence with you for a short while before he looked up to the sky as well. It wasn’t an awkward silence though, if anything, it was actually quite comfortable…until the bell for next class rang.

You glanced towards the doorway that lead back to the hall and you fixed your hair before standing up, “well…we should get going to class, I hope we can talk again sometime Sal, even if it is just as short as this one was,” you spoke with a genuine smile towards the boy before waving, making your way back inside.

He continued to sit there. He didn’t know what to say nor do…but if anyone looked close enough, there was a faint pink tint to the tops of his ears, signifying he was sort of blushing under his prosthetic. Maybe you weren’t so bad after all, he’d have to tell his friends and maybe you could all hang out sometime.