#well one of them. im sorry he looks so much like larry in some ways.

[itissadbutitsmy-artblog]

lemongrab (Starts vibrating so hard i explode)

i do think pb is calm now but i dont think she likes wizards. i dont know. i dont know. and i saw how she treated lemongrab, she didn't really like him either. like. you all saw that. peps didnt want to see that he didnt want to think about it at the time, how they were treating the actual literal heir to the throne and also just how they were treating this man, he didn't realize. he didn't. and now. and . dont .get me talking about lemongrab. or i will talk. for ever

pep: you ate your brother lg: lg: you won't have that problem pep: i could eat you lg: try it

[skepticalarrie]

hey Allie, hope youre well.

i have just recently re joined the fandom, i left in 2016 after freddie was born (didnt un larrie or anything but the hatred you would get for beliving louis isnt a dad was so getting too much) and ive recently come back and im still seeing people doubt bbg? like if they were there to see everything in real fucking time it wouldnt be as doubted, even some larries think L is a dad!

if they were there in real time they would of seen louis throwing a fucking doll-that very clearly looked like a doll- off stage saying "its not real, its a fake baby" x3 times just a few months before the first article drop.

in real time they would of seen harry put of balloon under his shirt, always, during "Little white lies"

in real time they would of seen the fucking tension between Larry, right after he signed his fucking life to Sony. even though they were still serenading each other and fonding.

in real time they of seen anas fucking tweets about where louis was gonna be, then coincidently him being linked too many girls, but strangely only Brianna's fucking name was mentioned.

in real time they would of seen louis' family and friends being dead fucking silent.

again, in real time the first fucking person to acc confirm these rumors was of fucking course SC.

in real time would of seen how EVERYONE in that band, including louis who was a "buzzing dad to be" looked like they wanted to literally shoot them self's. Again, harry who loves fucking kids looked like he would of rather jumped in front of a fucking on going traffic then hear that kid being brought up on on GMA.

in real time would of seen how during all of this the rbbs were happening and signaling to being in the closet, and shading bbg.

in real time would of seen the fucking memes from the gp,fans and even some celebrities taking the absolute piss out of the whole thing, but the "buzzing dad to be" said fuck all about people taking the piss out of his unborn son.

in real time the would of seen her belly disappearing and fucking changing shape on the daily, stealing pictures of Amber.

(this doesn't fit into the tl correctly but oh well) in real time would of seen how they announced this preg WAY too ealry, even jay (bless her soul rip) didn't announce her pregnancy untill 5 months in, bearing in mind that info was leaked w out permission, cuz they know it puts the women in a vulnerable situation.

in real time would of seen how louis just didn't know the birth of his own son and using the wrong date.

OH also how after his kid was born all he did was walk around with him in a pushchair for the pap then piss off for a cig, also selling his house and moving across the world to hope his ex girlfriend would take him back.

and yeah you can read all the masterposts, watch all the interviews ect, but its not the same as actually experiencing it all and being there in real fucking time.

sorry this was so long lol it just pisses me offf,

x

YES, it pisses me off as well, anon…. It’s unbelievable the ability some people have to just brush off so many things like these that you mentioned just because they feel uncomfortable about it. Yes babygate is fucked up. No, no one likes to talk about it, no one wants to see the truth… but it’s right there. Not looking at it won’t make Freddie his son.

[miafeystits]

ace attorney (obv) & let's say run with the wind

wooo thank u!!!

ace attorney: (im gonna focus on the mainline series i think but if tgaa shows up well. that's to be expected considering everything about me.)

Favourite character: for the main series honestly its SO hard to decide, i'm constantly going back and forth between trucy, franziska, edgeworth and mia depending on the day. for tgaa well. obviously it's kazuma lmao.

Funniest character: this is so hard because literally every ace attorney character is so funny in their own way i literally don't know how to choose. i guess ill just use this answer to shout out godot & van zieks who, despite both being characters i'm at best kind of eh on, are redeemed in my eyes on account of being the funniest motherfuckers alive in the courtroom.

Best-looking character: look at my url. who do you fucking think.

3 favourite ships: EXTREMELY boring answer sorry but for the main series wrightworth klapollo & franmaya (lanamia coming in a very close 4th), and for tgaa its asoryuu, [redacted on account of spoilers you don't know yet], and susahao/susarei/whatever we're calling it

Least favourite character: the entire cast of turnabout big top lmao. if we're narrowing it down to just major and/or recurring characters though uhhhhhhhhh. larry probably. he has his moments but i'd be perfectly happy never seeing him in an ace attorney game again.

Least favourite ship: i know some are pretty popular but i honestly don't really like almost any ship including van zieks because i simply do not care about him as a person. also i'm personally not comfortable shipping him with people he's like. actively racist towards for large portions of the game lmao.

Reason why I play it: i love mystery/puzzle games!!!!! and also something about this game series permanently altered my brain chemistry and made it so i can never fucking shut up about these games ever. something about how the characters and their relationships in particular are written just really resonates for me i think and that's why i keep coming back--- so much of these games is deeply, deeply silly but that doesn't stop the characters from feeling very very human, idk.

Why I started playing it: honestly i don't fully remember! i think i played the trilogy + apollo justice on my ds around 18/19 ish, and i was just generally going thru a mystery/puzzle/visual novel ds game phase around this time (i also was playing the zero escape series) but i think i'd probably heard about this game via tumblr. and fast forward years later and i have a whole corner of my brain exclusively devoted to ace attorney trivia, thanks shu takumi

run with the wind:

Favourite character: despite the fact that i am fully obsessed with haiji's whole deal my favorite is probably kakeru tbh!

Funniest character: 100% haiji. mansplain manipulate malewife icon. literally who is doing it like him.

Best-looking character: i can't believe i, a lesbian, and being forced to make this call but also. like obviously it's haiji.

3 favourite ships: kakehai is of COURSE number one on account of being the mostly insanely stupidly in love pair of weirdos ever, and to a much lesser extent i'm also fond of musa/shindou. and for a third one idk if this is a ship exactly but i do really like the idea that fujioka & haiji had a Thing when they were younger and are currently something along the lines of amicable exes

Least favourite character: i dont think there's any character i actively dislike (who i'm not Supposed to dislike) but the twins are kind of annoying sometimes. also. hana honey i'm sorry its not your fault that this show can't write women but her character is really flat :/ but that's sports anime for you i guess

Least favourite ship: akane/kakeru is like. Fine i Guess but i much prefer them as friends and really don't understand the popularity of this pairing. kakehai is literally right there guys.

Reason why I watch it: apart from the normal reasons i get into sports anime, run with the wind really resonated with me because it's about young adulthood & the ups and downs that come along with trying to figure out your life at that age. especially since most of the characters don't have lives entirely centered on running and sports, it makes their stories not only enjoyable & charming but also deeply relatable in a lot of ways, esp when you're around that age yourself. i watched the show as it was coming out during my last year of undergrad, and it really captures the anxieties of that stage in life and sticks with me because of that. ALSO. haiji is there and im obsessed with him.

Why I started watching it: once again i don't fully remember but i think it might have been your fault. we definitely watched the show together as it was airing so this is what i'm choosing to believe

[eunkimmie]

hi! I really liked your sal friends with benefits headcannons and I was wondering if you could do one for larry? :)

larry didn’t think of sex as something that was sacred or that had to be cherished, he just thought of it as a desire. if two people wanted to fuck, so be it. larry thought of himself as a relatively emotional person, even if he didn’t show it all the time. he also knew he wasn’t the worst looking guy out there, he definitely fit into a “type” though. with the long hair occasionally pulled up into a messy bun, the oversized and overworn shirts, loose fitting pants that pooled around his beat up converse with doodles all on the fabric. his tanned skin was even, save for a few patches of acne and some body hair. point is, larry was an attractive guy.

now, there weren’t a whole lot of people in Nockfell that were falling on their knees for him, especially since they knew him as a weird kid in high school, but y’know. tinder was a thing. sometimes he just wanted to chat, or sometimes he did use the app for hookups.

wasn’t much, really. he’d bring someone to his shared house, fuck, then he’d let them choose whether they wanted to stay or leave for the night. maybe if he took a shine to them, offer some weed and cook some shitty eggs for them in the morning.

one day, he matched with you. cute, interesting. and by the way you chatted with him, you didn’t seem too interested in a relationship at the moment either. he invited you over after talking for a day or two, and that was that. you stayed the night, waking to an offer of coffee, maybe some cereal? you agreed, and the two of you sat downstairs laughing. larry was an easy guy to chat with, and almost everyone found that they got comfortable with him and his laid-back nature relatively quickly.

“and what kind of move was that?” you snickered, moving the spoon around in your cereal bowl idly. “i mean, if you’re gonna throw someone on your bed, at least make sure you aim correctly.” he tilted his head back as he let out a boisterous laugh, fist slamming down on the table. “fuck, don’t bring that shit up! sorry for being eager.” the two of you joked like that before you decided it was well time to go home.

after that, larry gradually stopped hooking up with random strangers, and instead turning to you. the both of you were well aware of the relationship and had no issue. but, eventually, the two of you learned that, hey, you actually had some common interests. after a session, you say up in his bed and tried to fix your hair to the best of your abilities after being fucked senseless. “you have a switch?”

“is that a sex question?” he asked, and received a pillow to the chest. “yes, you wanna play something?” you shrugged, pulling a shirt over your chest. he rattled off some names of the co-op games he had, and the two of you had settled on mario kart, cliche as it may be. and of course you beat ass. larry wasn’t a sore loser, instead offering you a lazy smile every time you told him to “eat shit you fucking second place”

larry didn’t question it much, but eventually the two of you became friends. it was bound to happen, your chemistry was more than just sexual, and he was sure that if the two of you had met in person before tinder, you would’ve been friends as well. was it so bad that his fuck-buddy was coming over midday now to play games or watch movies? larry decided that it may be better not to question it. besides, the two of you had a good dynamic going here.

but here’s the thing—when two people spend that much time together in the day and are having sex at night, at least one of them is bound to grow feelings. larry would run his calloused hands up your waist, grasping for as much of you as he could get as his mouth placed sporadic kisses all down your neck. the way your voice sounded as you let out small whimpers made his heart beat faster and faster, but the best noise was when he was fucking you at such a fast pace that had your hands gripping tightly at the sheets, before suddenly he’d stop. he’d watch as you cried out and desperately tried to create some movement between the two of you, and larry would tilt your chin up and give you a lingering kiss, staring down at your tear-filled eyes before he’d finally move again.

every time you two had sex, he would pour all of his affection and feeling into it. he didn’t want to fuck up your friendship, so instead all of his pent up emotion would turn into multiple rounds of sex, sometimes rough, sometimes passionate. he didn’t think he would ever confess, he knew he couldn’t. it would be best to just ignore it, right? right.

so, he never did. he never uttered a word to anyone, not even his friends, about the feelings he harbored for you. and when he asked if you wanted to stay the night, his heart would leap as you nodded and cuddled up to him in bed. and how he felt such a surge of disappointment rush through him when you decided it was time to get going, and left. he fantasized about grabbing you by the arm, stopping you from leaving, and proclaiming that he did have feelings for you, that you were so much more than just a person to hookup with at night. that he wanted a real relationship with you, that he wanted you to stay with him and wake up to him every day, and how much it killed him to open his eyes first thing in the morning and not see your face, and that…

fuck. was he in love with you? was it more than just a crush? it didn’t matter, you didn’t want a relationship, and that was that. larry wasn’t going to push your boundaries, it wasn’t your fault that he had to go and develop feelings for someone he was just supposed to be having sex with. he was in love with you, and the thought made him embarrassed. he’d stay up at night thinking about how quick you’d be to reject him if he ever did confess. the thought of you reciprocating his feelings wasn’t even a possibility in his mind.

you bit your lip as you knocked on the front door to his house. it was strange. you were always attracted to him, of course, but lately you’d been having…thoughts. you spent so much time in his house, his room, that an image of you staying there, with him, had briefly crossed your mind the other night. how would it feel to wake up in his arms every day as the sun peeked through the curtains? to be able to walk over to your shared closet before tossing on some clothes and walking to the kitchen and make breakfast for him? you wondered if he’d help, if maybe he’d come up behind you and wrap his arms around your waist before kissing you softly. “the eggs might burn,” you’d say, but he would turn the burner off and kiss you anyways. how he’d lift you up on the counter and run his hands gently down your sides and plant soft kisses to your lips.

your fantasy stopped right there as he opened up the door, greeting you with a lazy smile. his hair was up this night, small strands falling from the bun he had loosely tied together. and then, the two of you were in his room. but it felt different somehow. maybe it was your imagination.

he closed the door behind him, pressing you up against the wood after it locked with a small click. his hands worked your shirt, pulling it off before tossing it aside. he ran his hand down the side of your thigh, your legs wrapped around him as he supported your body with ease. your hands had cupped his cheeks as you kissed him, his breath shaky as he pulled back for air for only a second.

you didn’t go home that night. you stayed, waking up to larry’s arms draped lazily over your body as your back curved against his chest like a perfect puzzle piece. you turned over, slowly as possible as to make little movement. now, you were face to face with him, his eyes still closed and lips parted slightly. you sighed, pushing a few strands of hair from his face and planting a gentle kiss on his lips. you mumbled out a strained, “fuck,” before you decided that maybe it was better to go back to sleep.

he acted like he was asleep. cheap move, he knew that, but when he felt your fingers softly brush his hair aside, his heart practically jumped out of his chest. he laid there as you kissed him once, and he swore that if you put a hand to his chest you would be able to feel just how fast his heartbeat was going.

for weeks, the two of you unconsciously pined over one another, both of you too afraid to say anything. you continued as you were, meeting up for either video games or sex.

his room was dark, dimly illuminated by his LED lights, your body reflecting a slight sheen of blue as the lights hit your skin perfectly. his hands grasped at your hips, his back against the wall behind his bed as you bounced yourself up and down on his cock, face to face. he supported your movements with his hands on your hips, eyebrows furrowed. you were so fucking tight around him, and your bodies seemed to come together perfectly, like it was meant to be. the way your lips were parted as you moaned his name, and how you almost screamed when he met your movement by thrusting upwards, and how he had to cover your mouth with his hand as to not disturb his roommates. he had moved you to lay on your back now, his body hovering above yours as he fucked you into his mattress. your hands intertwined above your head, and you could fe that all familiar feeling of a bubble about to burst in your stomach.

“f-fuck..fuck! im so, i’m so fucking—“ your sentences weren’t even coherent as he fucked you rhythmically. your back arched, letting him hit an even deeper spot inside of you that made you cry out his name. you removed your hand from his, moving up to cup his cheeks as you stared into his eyes. “fuck..don’t stop. please, don’t stop.”

“fuck…” larry groaned back. he was close, and the way you looked at him as if he was the only thing that mattered right then and there just drew him closer. it was all too much. the way you cried out his name and pulled him into kiss you. it just came out. he mumbled, “fuck…i love you,” and the way immediately after that you pulled him in for another kiss sent him over the edge. you could feel his cum drip out as he pulled himself out of you. you laid on his bed, chest rising and falling as you tried to catch your breath. he uttered that he was going to get you a towel to clean up with after he pulled on some sweatpants.

as you laid there, now partially clothed but still sweaty, you thought about it. you thought about what he had said to you, and how the words alone were enough to make you come undone. your face burned as you thought about it.

larry could really just kill himself. he was so fucking stupid. he stared at his reflection in the bathroom mirror, fist clenched so tightly that his skin turned paler. he was going to act as if it never happened. it was for the best. it was always for the best.

as the two of you laid in his bed, you couldn’t help but think. and in an impulse, you blurted out, “do you really love me?” as soon as the words had left your mouth, your face heated up with embarrassment. you had meant to phrase it more carefully, but the sound of his voice kept repeating that same line in your head.

larry recoiled, barely visible, as he stayed silent. what was he supposed to say? he couldn’t even act cool in the moment as his mind scrambled for words, any words, to come to mind. “uh…” he said, gulping. he could feel his hands getting clammy. “you can, uh…you don’t have to feel obligated to stay if you’re uncomfortable. i don’t want you to feel like you have to pity me.” that came out a bit self deprecating, but he meant it. he was the one who had fucked it up. he was the one that couldn’t even keep his words to himself.

as you processed his sentence, you furrowed your eyebrows. you had been seeing larry for a few months now, was it? the time you spent together, you felt it had become more than just sex. you guys built a friendship, a bond. maybe it was soon, but life didn’t wait for anyone. “no, fuck..! no, i don’t want to leave, i just…” you paused, thinking about it for a moment more. “i think that i might, um. i don’t know, i can’t really think straight right now, i just…i know i have feelings for you.” and you left it at that. you didn’t know if you loved him yet, but you were sure of yourself.

larry’s brain stopped working for a split second in that moment. he took time to replay your words in his head, but only for a second, because before he knew it he was rambling. “wait, seriously? like, actually? you don’t have to say anything to try and make me feel better, know that. i don’t want to try and—“ you cut him off by shaking your head. “no, no! im not just saying this shit, seriously. im really sure of it, actually.” you laughed softly, half heartedly. it was hard to make eye contact.

larry let out an incredulous laugh as you smiled at him nervously. maybe this moment should’ve been more serious, but all he could think in that moment is that he felt happy. truly, genuinely happy. “let me take you out on a date,” he said, to which you responded with a bright smile and a nod. he couldn’t help but laugh again at the situation, and how unorthodox it all felt. he pressed a kiss to your forehead.

the two of you had stayed up late talking. just talking about life, about feelings and emotions. you two didn’t wake until late noon, but waking up to see your face snuggled into his chest was just about the biggest surge of serotonin that larry could’ve received.

[sxfik]

I have an idea!

Ok so we all know that Hanseo is abused by his big brother, and if i remember correctly, the jipuragi trio found out about it from the guillotine file for the first time.

Now hear me out, what if the jipuragi trio found out about the abuse from Hanseo himself, not from the guillotine file??

After failing to burn down geumga plaza, Hanseok threw that object at Hanseo, telling him not to dodge it, and it left a scar on his forehead. When Hanseo visited jipuragi, he seemed proud of that scar, right?? Because thats what he got from saving geumga plaza, and he hoped that the scar would show them that he wants to be on their side.

BUT lets forget about all those stuff for a moment.

Hanseok loves to strangle, threaten, and hit Hanseo with the hockey stick. It certainly happens more than once, so i figured that there must be a bunch of scars and bruises on his body right?? What if the jipuragi trio noticed one of his scars/bruises?? I know Hanseo always wear long-sleeved stuff, so its not exactly visible, but what if someone caught a glimpse of it??? Perhaps the scar/bruise was on his arm???

Maybe when Hanseo visits jipuragi, Vincenzo asks him to wash some coffee mugs, and as Hanseo is rolling up his sleeves...

"yo whats that on your arm??"

And maybe Hanseo is like "thats a bruise..? Do you not know what a bruise is??"

Okay, idk. I have no idea how he's gonna react if that happens. I just feel like Hanseo wouldnt be proud of his scars if he didnt get them from trying to save geumga/jipuragi people.

And now im just wondering, what do you think? How would Hanseo react, in your opinion? If the jipuragi trio really did find out about the abuse from Hanseo himself, how would that affect their relationship? Im really curious about what you think

Hhhhhhhh sorry if its too long. I just thought that this might be a good way for Hanseo and jipuragi to kinda get closer with each other...

han seo headcanons (part one)

helloooo, thank you for sending an ask in :D

SORRY this answer is super long and for some reason my phone isn't allowing me to add a keep reading cut thingy, apologies in advance to the amount scrolling you have to do

tw: abuse

i've been thinking so much about this ask and just how han-seo would react to them finding out, and honestly i never really took note of how many long sleeved shirts he wears. i believe han-seok has switched a lot more into emotional manipulation and abuse than physical abuse but he has a lot of anger issues. i'd honestly imagine him using han seo as a punching bag for any and every inconvinence that happens to him, even as an intern.

i also agree with you, han seo is someone who is a very bright personality who tends to hide his hurt and emotions, and he's very very good at it as he has been living under a psychopath his whole life. he's good at hiding his anger (although it definetly bubbles over in smaller outbursts) and especially his hurt (i.e. the scene that han seok throws that candle holder at him and he just smiles back). han seo has a lot of anger at himself for not speaking back or being able to act like himself. like in that scene in the office, you can tell as he curls his fist that he wanted to speak back so badly. even when he finally snaps against han seok, he said "i'm getting tired of being afraid of you." i feel like he'd be embarrassed that even after years, he hasn't been able to escape his abuse

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i feel like this scene and their dynamic would play out something similar to this:

han seo joined the team and has been working with vincenzo and cha-young for around a month. at this point han seo isn't walking on eggshells with both of them, he's a lot more comfortable and visiting their office regularly without choi/han/han seok finding out.

sometimes it's vincenzo and cha-young providing him books to study economics from, maybe even giving some brotherly/sisterly advice to him. every couple weeks, vin and cha-young give him quizzes and slowly, he's getting better and better

over time, he even got closer to the plaza residents (even though the residents were definetly cold to him in the beginning, miri scaring the shit out of him by doing her ghost thing, the lady with the lipstick from bye bye balloon staring him down, snack bar lady refusing to serve him, larry also scaring the shit out of him by doing his zombie routine)

but despite this, they adopt him into their family, han seo doing small errands for the residents, him buying the best coffee, food and getting camera equipment for the snack bar lady's son. han seo gifting the pawnshop couple with cute baby items etc.

(obviously he buys the most expensive shit bc he's still a rich boy, but they dont have to know)

(side note: he'd be fucking adorable with a baby, imagine him being the babies "uncle han seo" who gets them the best gifts !!)

even though he was comfortable with all of them, every once in a while his facade would slip.

every once in a while, someone would make a sharp movement towards him and he'd flinch. or if someone makes a quick step towards him, he'd back up and stiffen up on instinct

even if it was someone patting his back or just making a quick movement, he'd react on instinct from the years of abuse from han seok. but no one ever said anything about it if they noticed.

one afternoon after lunch, they were washing dishes, han seo on washing duty and cha-young drying and placing them back. and han seo was in his full sleeves and cha-young notices his sleeves getting wet

"yah, roll your sleeves back, by the end of this your whole sleeve will be wet! you know how uncomfortable those sleeves would be?"

"ahaha, it's alright noona, i'll be fine"

han seo tries to laugh it off, grining at her with one of his wide grins but there's something off about this one. but cha-young gives one of her patented glares and he rolls them up carefully, shielding his arms from her view, and continues washing the rest.

cha-young doesn't take note of his bruises at first, but noted the care he went through to shield his arms from her. his arms were posed almost awkwardly and he was on high alert

it wasn't until after they both finished and he was drying his hands that cha-young saw the massive bruises he had, climbing up his forearms and under the sleeves

he stiffens when he sees her stare, and quickly tries to cover them but she grabs them before he could hide it

she's completely quiet while she stares at his arms. after a moment, he speaks up

"oh i accidentally banged these against my doorway, they're just small bruises. it's go away in a couple days" he smiles at her again but she could tell from the way his shoulders were frozen and the wavering of his voice that it wasn't the truth

"did he do these?" she asked him, her face completely neutral and her voice barely a whisper. she's still looking at his forearms, her fingers ghosting over the bruises.

han seo just looks down and the silence is enough of an answer for cha-young. he walks away, embarrassed that she found out about it, even though his years of therapy told him that it wasn't never his fault, he still felt the shame and anger of not being able to break free.

he's quiet for the rest of the time, feigning tiredness and finding an excuse to leave the plaza

that night, it was just vincenzo and her working at the office late, in preparation for babel. cha-young's mind was still on what she saw that afternoon. abruptly, she stands up, her hand gripping the pen in her hand as she turned to vincenzo sitting at the other desk.

"did you know that bastard hurt him? he's been abusing han seo this whole time?" she asked vincenzo, her voice seething with anger

"i know."

"you know??? why didn't you ever say anything?"

vincenzo looks up at her from his stack of papers, setting his pen down.

"it wasn't my place. i picked up on it when he flinched when mr. tak reached toward him to place a hand on his shoulder."

cha-young sat back down then, her lips pressed together, and vin went back to his paperwork

"we should get him out of there. who knows what han seok would do in one of his rages?"

"couple nights ago, we went to drink makgeolli and i offered him a way out. i told him if he ever needs to leave, and if he's ready to leave, he has a place at the plaza."

"and is he? leaving that is?"

"no. he thanked me, but said that he needed to stay until his brother and his group crumbles to the ground."

cha-young let out a sigh, biting her lip, the worry on her face all too evident

"hong cha-young byeonosa-nim, we shouldn't baby him. jang han seo deserves revenge against his brother just like we do and the choice is ultimately up to him."

"i know. i just worry."

they stayed quiet for the rest of the night, working late but the topic never leaves cha-young or vincenzo's minds

the next day, han seo avoided her like the plague, not wanting to talk about what she saw yesterday

but while he was studying, she approached him, a glass of juice and a snack in hand, setting it next to him. she checked over his work quietly as he took a break and glanced at his arms, doing a once over just to make sure he didn't get any new ones.

"well done, han seo, you're doing well" she smiled at him and ruffled his hair and han seo let out a breath of relief and gratefulness that she hadn't treated him any different

from then, cha-young and vin only got fonder of han seo and han seo was pretty much adopted by them. after the battle and han seok is in jail permanently, he moves out of his apartment, and gets one closer to the plaza.

mr. nam would show him how the organization worked at jipuragi and put him to work, the paralegal grateful to have an extra hand around the office

eventually, even han seo grows an affection to the instant coffee and buys more for himself and his apartment

vin would take him shopping for suits, both rich boys obsessed with their sleek looks. they take cha-young with them once but she manages to sleep off at every shop they go to.

vincenzo also plays hockey with him regularly and the plaza invites him to plaza game nights. they get up to all kinds of mischief,

han seo loves spicy food, just like cha-young so they make it their mission to go to try every restaurant and compete to see just how much spice they can handle. obviously vincenzo doesn't even make it past the first round of the spice competitions but cha-young and han seo have the same competitive streak that keeps them going

han seo is also dropping hints to both of cha-young and vincenzo that they should get married. constantly teasing vincenzo about cha-young in the way only younger brothers do

obviously on one of cha-young and han seo’s days out, han seo drops hints CONSTANTLY, trying to get her to admit cha young likes vincenzo

and OBVIOUSLY she slips up, and han seo doesn’t let go of it

he does the whole younger brother teasing every single time he catches cha-young glancing at vincenzo at the firm

“cha-young noona and vin hyung, sitting in a tree. K I S S I N—” “HAN SEO!!!”

obviously chayenzo eventually get together but decide to keep it a secret (and of course, they were awful at it)

eventually when they reveal it to the office, mr. nam and han seo react like that one scene in suspicious partner (“quick, act surprised” “*gasp* you guys are together??????? we had no idea!!”)

han seo is basically adopted as a younger brother to both cha-young and vincenzo and even the plaza loves his presence and he gets to have a peaceful existence for the rest of his life

anyways han seo deserves a happy ending with a good family. he deserves a second chance with a family that LOVES AND CARES FOR HIM AND GIVES HIM CHOICES AND ALLOWS HIM TO BE HIMSELF. (and yes this covered more than just one scene but I HAVE MANY THOUGHTS ON HIM) as always feel free to add on :D

[hearteyesbowen]

hiii! there’s this trend going on where if someone’s boyfriend is on a zoom class or playing on the ps4 their girlfriend flashes them and i thought it would be a cool idea to write what would happen if joshs girlfriend flashed him while he was on live and he get flustered and ends it to hang out w her if you know what i meannnn!! thank youu ur amazing

attention ��� joshua bassett

how else is y/n going to get the attention of her boyfriend?

warnings: swearing , suggestive fluff

♡ ♡ ♡ ♡

“On my left, on my left!”

“No, no no!”

“Shit!”

Come over, he said.

It’ll be fun, he said.

We’re going to spend the whole day together, he said.

Bullshit, you said.

You could have done something else today, something more productive. Study for the tests you would have and inevitably fail the next week, maybe work out like you said you would this past New Year’s, clean your room from the mess you made while looking for your charger. Today could have been a productive day.

That said, you were never one to back up from being with your boyfriend. His schedule was pretty hectic with all the filming, interviews, and whatever it is that celebrities do, you didn’t pay much attention anyways. So when your usually busy boyfriend offers to hang out with you on one of his free days, it’s a steal.

Then he got an invite to play some video game with Matt and Larry. Then he asked if he could play a quick round, It would only be five minutes, babe. Then that one round turned into two, then five, then he doesn’t realize he has been playing for nearly an hour. Then you’re lying down on his bed behind him as he plays, and wonder if this was worth the procrastination you could have done at home. The answer is no.

You huff, staring at the ceiling above you, hoping there was something more interesting on the walls than hearing Josh laugh as he gets another shot in. Your legs dangle off the side of his bed while you lay on your back, strands of hair in various directions over your face.

“Josh?” You groan, tugging the hem of shirt and seeing a little bit of his back.

“Fuck off!” He screamed, smashing the buttons of his controller angrily.

Surprised, you sat up, making him turn his head. He gave you a quick look, pushing his headset away from his ears slightly so he could hear you better.

“Did you say something, babe?”

“I thought today would be just us, not us and your friends screaming at each other.”

He didnt respond for a few seconds, not until he was shot down and the round ended, erupting more profanities leaving his lips, and his controller leaving his hand.

“I’m sorry, what did you say? I couldn’t hear you.” He picked up his controller and fixed his headset, waiting for his match to start in 30 seconds.

“Are you going to give me any attention today? Or should I just go home?”

His head shot back towards you, eyebrows furrowed. “Already? Ok, I’ll just do one more round. Then we can watch a movie later.”

Without another word, he whipped his head back to the tv. You rolled your eyes, fixing your messy hair. Reaching for your phone beside you, you decide to scroll through your Twitter. Endless tweets from friends, celebrities you follow, and ads from various brands. Then a certain tweet caught your eye, retweeted by one of your hometown friends:

when your boyfriend won’t give you any attention 😂😂

Followed by a video from Tiktok, which was a girl recording her boyfriend in a similar situation as Josh, and from what you could assume, she was naked, which immediately caught the eyes of her boyfriend.

As if a lightbulb popped up from above your head, you smirked. You might as well give it a shot, he said one more round 20 rounds ago. Maybe you wouldn’t just completely strip in front of your boyfriend, let’s take some baby steps.

You stood up, stretched out your arms and back a little, and scanned the room. Josh’s desk was right next to his tv, so you thought that would be the perfect place for your little plan. Before making your way to the table, you unclip your bra from under your shirt, the tight feeling around your chest being relieved. You toss your bra on his bed, Josh not even noticing what you’re doing.

Casually striding to his desk, you lean against the counter, hands on the surface. The shirt you were wearing was a bit oversized, so your chest wasn’t as visible. You stare at Josh for a few seconds, wondering if he would even give you a glance. Of course, nothing.

Alright, initiating plan now.

“It’s a bit hot today, isn’t it?” You asked, changing your voice to sound more innocent compared to the annoyance you had earlier.

His eyes stay glued to the screen, his tongue caught in between his teeth. How dare he look so hot right now.

“Yeah, a little.” He mumbled.

You grab your shirt’s collar and start to fan it against yourself, hopefully making him look at you. You play with your hair, fluffing it out to make it look fanned, overall just trying to make yourself look as appealing as possible right now.

Still, no response.

Step two, here we go.

“It’s super hot right now, could we turn on a fan or something?”

You proceed to lift up your shirt over your head, throwing it across the room. You play with your hair more, looking anywhere around the room but him.

That was when he noticed. At first, it was a harmless peek as to what you were doing, then he took a second glance to fully notice you. His mouth hung open and his eyes widened, and suddenly nothing else mattered. Not the video game going on in front of him, not his friends’ muffled yells through his headphones, not even the fact that his character died seconds after he averted his eyes away from the screen. Just the way you looked, whether or not you had a shirt on, it was like the first time you met all over again.

When you looked his way, you couldn’t help but giggle at his red face. What else could you have done to get him away from that controller?

You looked him up and down and smiled, sending him a wink before you looked away.

“Yeah, uhm, guys? I have to go now, see ya.”

He ripped off his headset, turned off the tv, and left his controller on top of his console before practically running to you. He held your waist, his warms hands coming into contact with your cold skin as he stood in front of you. His face stayed the same since he first saw you, making you hold in your laughter.

“Wow, you’re so beautiful.” He whispered in awe, taking in all of you.

“I would hope so, seems like this is the only way for me to get you to notice me.”

“I’m sorry, no more video games when it’s an ‘us’ day, promise.”

You leaned up to gently press your lips against his, holding his cheeks in your hands. He smiled against your lips, and pulled away. His lips grazed your cheeks, leaving small kisses from your cheek to your ear.

“Why don’t I make it up to you, would you like that?”

His lips then trailed down your neck, painfully slow. Each kiss lingered even longer, his path stopping at your collarbone. He looked up at you with a smirk, noticing you nod rapidly. He moved up, kissing along your jaw and lightly sucking right by your ear, making a soft moan leave your lips.

“You said it was hot earlier,” He started, kissing your lips quickly.

His hands traveled down to under thighs as he effortlessly picked you up. You wrapped your legs around his torso, your hands around his neck.

“You better get used to it, because it’s about to get a lot hotter.”

“You’re so stupid.” You laugh.

“Did you expect anything else from me?”

A/N - this is a really late one , im so sorry to whoever requested this . but i hope u like it, it was fun to write (: this is also somewhat unedited so bear with me . also also i passed my drivers test so watch out road , im now a danger to society (; anyways love y’all xx

taglist - @love-joshy @mzzjads @seaveyssparkle @iamveryborrrreddd

[mashbits]

hi hi!! may i please request headcanons of the brothers (+ barbatos and solomon, if you can) with a fem!MC who is busty and likes teasing them with her bust in public? (lmao im sorry i just find it so cute and funny when boys get flustered because of something like that)

o h o I like your thinking 😉😉 flustered boys are my aesthetic 😌💅🏻

Busty MC teasing the Obey Me boys in public (18+!)

Warnings ;; slight nsfw, tiddy appreciation

Fem!MC here~

Lucifer 🐺

Oh

O h

So you’re gonna play with fire huh?

Lucifer took you out on a not-date completely professional outing in the Devildom

He had business to attend to and reluctantly allowed you to come along

He didn’t expect you to suddenly slip off your jacket, complaining it was too hot

That shirt is very, well...

Low cut

He knew what you were doing when you’d point your body specifically towards him, your arms squeezed close to better present your clevage

He doesn’t get flustered easily, but boy is he distracted

It takes all his willpower to not drag you home and punish you himself 😉

Once he’s finished working, he’ll wrap an arm around your waist and lean down to level with you

“You’ve been playing with me all day, MC,” he whispers, his breath on your ear. “It’s my turn.”

You better be ready for a long night

Mammon 💸

Listen he probably covers you up the second any bit of your chest is exposed

You’re wearing a tight shirt? He throws his jacket around you to hide it

Clevage showing? Not on his watch, he’s making sure his body is covering your own

Very jealous when other people look at you

But also very flustered when he sees you himself

You know how he is

So you decide to tease him one day

You went shopping with him, wearing a tank top that better accentuates your bust

His jacket was wrapped around you, but it was opened, allowing a view from the front and top

While his attentions diverted you suddenly hug his arm

It’s right between the mounds of flesh

You’re lucky you didn’t kill him right on the spot smh

“Maaammooooon~” you coo, subtly squeezing your chest against him

His face somehow grows even redder

Larry the lobster who?

“Are you almost done? I’m bored.”

He nearly whines when you let him go, unable to speak for a hot minute

“H-Hold yer horses! ‘M done when I-I say I a-am!”

He finishes his shopping spree very quickly

Leviathan 🕹

Pls you’re gonna kill him

Worse than Mammon when it comes to getting flustered

No amount of hentai or games could prepare him for the real thing!

He doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable by staring though, he’s a good boy 👉👈

But sometimes you want him to stare

It’s a 1 hit k.o when you do

You accompanied him while he went and bought a new game one day

Made sure your shirt was especially revealing

It even had one of his favorite characters on it!

Or mega milk if you’re a sinner like that smh

Whenever he looks your way you make sure to wiggle your shoulders

It’s a chain reaction that goes right to your bust

While he is a thigh guy himself, he can’t help but want to feel yknow?

But again, he doesn’t want to make you uncomfy

Only when you hug him from behind suddenly, your chest squished very noticeably against his back, does he start to malfunction

Satan 📚

Much like Lucifer, you’re playing with fire here~

You dare tease him during class?

How risqué!

You’re sitting across from him during your Devildom history lessons

Your uniform was unbuttoned ever-so slightly

Just enough for him to see skin and clevage poking out

It was quite hot for a human, so he thought nothing of it at first

That is, until you “accidentally” pressed a pencil in between the mounds of flesh

Your eyes locked on his

He could see that dammed smirk in your eyes, and all too quickly you were sitting up and covering yourself like nothing happened

He didn’t appreciate how just any demon could have seen that

But he knows they could never have a chance with you

You’re his, after all

Prepare to skip dinner cause he’s not letting you go once you get home

Asmodeus 💅🏻

You think you can fluster him with a little teasing?

Wrong!

He’ll straight up compliment your chest

“Ara~! So big MC! I bet they’re heavy~”

Can and will offer to hold them for you

Be warned, tease him too much in public and he will find a secluded alley to take you in~

He’ll tease you as much as you tease him

“Oh, my dear, you’ve wanted me to look all day haven’t you? I’ve waited this long though, why not a little longer~?”

Beelzebub 🍔

He’s so oblivious to your teasing though

Baby boy baby

Innocent b e a n

You’ll be eating in Hells Kitchen and take off your sweater, showing your chest in pride

He’ll just offer you some of his food 😭

But one day while on a lunch date, you have an idea

You both got ice cream, and you let yours purposefully melt and drip onto your exposed clevage

“Ah, whoops! Guess we should have brought napkins, huh?”

You’re all but innocent

His eyes never leave your chest

He looks extra hungry now, but doesn’t make a move

That is, until you wipe the drop of ice cream off on your finger

You’re about to lick it off when he takes your wrist gently, licking your finger clean himself

“Be careful, MC, you’ll get sticky...”

Whether he’s trying to be intentionally sexy or not is a mystery to you

You’re the one squealing now

Belphegor 🛌

Another hard one to fluster

Big tiddies?

Do you mean:

M o r e p i l l o w s

Straight up shameless I swear to diavolo

Even in public, he’ll lean over and press his head on one side of your chest

Or right in between your bust

Suffocate him please and thank you

This is the only way he’d allow himself to die

He’ll squeeze em if you let him, he’s no coward

Barbatos 🌓

Pls MC he’s trying to be professional

He has to keep his composure s o b

He’s hard to fluster externally, but we all know he’s thinking some dirty thoughts

He’ll act unphased when you press up to him at one of Diavolos parties

But behind closed doors you’re in danger

As many say, the quietest are the kinkiest ~

You take it as a challenge to try and make him blush

It doesn’t work and neither do your legs now

Solomon 🐍

The man appreciates tiddies that’s all

You get annoyed when he ignores you so often, so you choose the busty approach

Wearing cropped shirts or tight clothes to make it more visible

He acts like he doesn’t care, but high key gets jealous when someone gives you attention over it

You belong to him 😤

He’ll come up behind you, one arm around your waist, the other on your chest as he stares down the demon flirting with you

Yell at him all you want he’s asserting dominance

This man will straight up say “nice tits” with no shame

But that’s only bc he wants to annoy you more

Oh boy. Watch out when he has enough of your teasing attempts

It’s worth it in the end 😉

[bound-up-feelings]

Jean Girard x Male reader

Requested: Nope

Warning: Smut

(So, this is my first fic also my first smut so please be easy on me, i hope you like it and also Jean Girard has no husband in this so dont @ me)

You had only been working with Larry Dennis Jr. as a assistant/driver for about 6 months now. It didn't really bother you with how much of an asshole he was, but when it was directed at you it really struck a nerve. Especially when its in front of new clients. Ricky understood your hatred for him and he didn't like him either, that always seemed to be the only thing that you both had in common. But besides that, today was suppose to be normal day and also you got to meet the new client. He was French and was apparently the "best in the world" of course there is always someone better but we would have to see how he goes against Ricky. As you and Larry show up to meet this guy, you both wait at the car Larry was on edge and kept reminding you to be calm when he obviously need it more. Then out of the crowd, you both spot a tall dark haired man in a nice black suit starts walking toward your car. When he stops in front of you, you reach your hand out. "Mr. Girard? Its a pleasure to finally meet you." You say smiling. He looks you up and down and smiles right back "It iz a pleazure to meet you az well. Dennis?" He says looking at Larry. He nods his head and they shake hands. " Mr. Girard we would like to take you to one of the near by bars. One that Ricky Bobby is currently at, so you can meet him if you don't mind?" "Ov course I don't mind. Who vill I be riding vith?" Larry looks at you then back to Jean. "Well out of everyone who we have y/n here is the best driver we have. So he will be escorting you to the bar." He nods his head and continues to put his bags into the truck and back seat. While everyone else gets into the SUV, jean get into your passenger seat as you sit in the driver's seat. When you get word to go ahead and drive you go. 

As you drive Jean starts to talk to you. About little things here and there he actually started to get a bit flirty. "So, vhat is an attractive man like you doing az an azziztant to a rude man like Larry?" You look wide eyed at Jean and back to the road. "I-I don't...I don't know I guess I just needed the money, plus I get to watch the races for free." You say gulping. "Vell a man as attractive as you muzt have a partner at home, no?" You chuckle slightly "Well Mr. Girard-" "Jean." Your chest tightens slightly "Jean....I don't have a partner, not a lot of people around here really accept people like me.." "Like you? And vhat are you?" He says tilting his head to the side. "Well I'm attracted to men for one. Not a lot of people are as accepting here, a lot of them and excuse me for saying this but are a whole load of Bible thumpers. And all they want to do is only believe that its wrong to be gay and don't believe that you should be able to love anybody.....sorry." You say slightly embarrassed. "I completely agree. I am a proud gay man myself and I do not care vhat others think ov me." "Hey don't get me wrong Jean I don't care either but it just bothers me a lot." He nods his head and looks back at the road. You still had a long way to go until you reached your destination. Jean knew this so he decided to test you ability at driving. "Zo your a good driver, yez?" You nod not taking your eyes off the road which was a bad decision because out know where Jean places his right hand on your thigh. You yelp and gasp you look over at him with suprise "Ah, Ah don't take your eyez off zhe road. Don't pay any attention to me." You whip your head to look back at the road and you feel Jeans hand ride higher and higher up your leg until he get painstakingly close to your crotch, by now your practically waiting on baited breaths. Silently hoping he will put his hand where you want it. He looks at your facial expression "Oh....I zee, you really like zhis don't you?" You nod your head and breath out on a shaky exhale. He smirks and goes to un-buckle your belt and unbutton your pants. After he does that he slips his hand on top of your boxers and starts to feel you up. You groan and let out a shaky whimper. You go to speak but can't get any words out. He smiles even wider and chuckles. "I am going to give you a releaze and I vant you to moan my name when you cum. Do zou underztand?" You nod your head and breath out a shaky yes. "Good.." he then slowly but surly slips his hand into your boxers and wraps his hand around your member. The warmth of his hand has you already arching your back into it. He glides his thumb over your tip, collecting the pre-cum there before using it as lube for when he starts to pump your member into his hand. You start to moan and can already feel the knot in your stomach building up. "OH God, Jean ple- OH shit!" By now he's pumping your member at a much faster pace and you can see in the corner of your eye that he is having a good time. He is slightly smiling but his mouth is in the form of a slight gasp. "Oh, you look zo good vith my hand around you. I bet i could get uze to zhis." He says as he leans over to you, and starts to kiss up your neck. Slightly sucking on a spot before pulling away to look at the welping purple mark there. He smiles and brings his left hand up to cup the back of your neck. "Vhen you cum I vant you to keep your eyez on zhe road, ve don't vant a crash now do ve?" You shake your head and you gasp. "I-I think im-im gon-na c-cum." You whine slightly and start to moan. "My name. Zay it." "Jean...JEan" you say moaning quite loudly and then just as you were about to say his name again you cum. All over his hand and on your shirt, and slightly on the steering wheel. He's still looking down your crotch as you pant and try to catch you breath. He bring his hand up to his own face before licking you off of him. You whine once more before trying to put yourself back into your pants. He then stops you "No, ill do it, its zhe leazt I can do." He smiles at you as he tucks you back into your boxers and pants, before finally buttoning and buckling back your pants and belt. He leans back in his seat and stay quiet all the way until you get to the bar. When you stop you look over at him. "When you get done in there ill still be here to give you a ride to the home you'll be residing in." He nods his head and get out but before he leaves to go inside he comes over to your side you roll your window down "Vhen I come back, and ve arrive to my home, I vould like it if you accompanied me inzide, I vould like to continue vhat ve vere doing." He says smirking at you. Your breath get caught you still managed out a slight yes. He nods and walks inside. Behind him is Larry and he walks up to your window "So, how was the ride? Any complaints on your driving?" You smile "Nope, I think I did quite well actually." He nods and heads inside when he starts to hear some commotion. When they all go inside and no one is in view you look down at yourself and immediately go to the glove box where some tissues are, you start to clean yourself off and the steering wheel. After doing so you toss the tissues and relax into your seat knowing it was gonna be an even longer ride to the house and you also knew there would most likely be some more things to do to pass the time.

(Hey again, so I hope you liked this, if you did you can request anyone on my masterlist so, hit me up with some requests and we’ll make it happen!)

[hshouse]

heyyy, how are you? im sorry for the rant and hope u don't mind, i really need to talk about this, just get it out of my chest, yk? so, i started to follow you yesterday, i think so? so, i've been here in the fandom for a couple years, since 2013 to be specific but just went really into larry in 2015 (what a blessed year to became a larrie, innit?)

then, i stayed here until early 2017 when i took a break, lost hs1 era and all that came with it, even lost harry coming to my country, that's how much i was far from the fandom lol.

i came back in september/october 2019, and then, as you can see, i lost a lot of drama on the fandom and got so so confused to get into everything again but okay, i searched and saw everything happened during these years. im kinda ashamed to assume but lol i even had a weak crisis because of hamille, thought they broke up and stuff. (like cmon girl, i went through babygate and was weak for that? 😭) in my defense, i wasn't on tumblr so much so my source was twitter when i came back and there is a hell as everybody knows, but yeah. nowadays i'm okay about everything but i'm feeling a litte bad today. (if u can like, idk, hide this part if u post the ask, i don't want some people to know who i am lol). my friend received some asks about harry×rob stringer and okay, i went to reply it for her because she was busy and stuff. i full well know they have a professional relationship and harry's one of the biggest artists sony has nowadays, so i said this, explained that he isn't the evil that rads try to make him look like and i really believe that. that probably will seems contradictory since i defended him and now i'm like 🤯 about some things. anyways, idk, it just makes me uncomfortable, yk? i know he works under sony and they are independent artists, that harry is making a lot of money for sony/rob know and that's why rob will move the world to promote harry if needed but like, idk, i completley agree that louis would never ask harry to give up his dreams and work, and that he knows how to separate things but it's just weird to me that harry doesn't seems uh? idk the right word to say but like, he's not bothered at all about this while rob is putting so much for him and louis was being sabotaged by the same person, yk? i get now we don't even know if he still under sony since syco is dead but yeah, it's just weird to me... i think part of this feeling i have rn is just because of some gross comments i saw from antis today on twitter and that makes me feel bad, normally i really don't care and imlike bulletproof about them but today it's hitting me (as if it isn't enough, im also brazilian and i think you saw about this guy named fiuk, don't care about this at all lol, but the antis comments started bc of what he said 😂 honestly...)

i choose to send it for you bc i saw you are more on harry's lane although you are also a larrie, and im kinda identify with you because of that so i would like to know how you think about this whole situation and if that maybe can help me to organize my thoughts... im really sorry about this lonnnng text, hope u have a nice day.

hi bby,

I’m good and yes 2015 was iconique. (gonna try to address everything you said)

I personally found Hamille harder to deal than other stunts, I feel you.

Let’s get our ducks in a row first. 

Rob Stringer is not involved in Harry, or anyone’s, promo. That is not his job at all. He is the CEO of a huge company, he is most likely in meetings making sure Sony has money and the shareholders are happy. What I said, and I absolutely fucking maintain, is that Stringer knows Harry is one of the biggest artists on his catalogue and is going to make sure he is treated well and receives what he wants (within reason). 

Harry and Louis are completely different artists and there is a very limited way they can interact business-wise in the way people want it. A label will not, and an ethical artist would never ask, please one artist by giving help to an artist they personally are not working with. They are not even on the same label so it would be like “hey can you give my boyfriend a multi-million dollar deal? can you fit that in the budget?”. He is not asking for a signed vinyl from Miley for his cousin, this is a big deal. I don’t really understand what soap opera moment people expect to happen in the background? Any couple that has millions on the line in their job works to make sure their finances and opportunities and everything is separate. This is not weird? A husband lawyer will not quit because his wife was fired from the firm? That’s not like spicy. 

I’m fairly confident Louis is still under Sony, since changing majors is a huge thing and I doubt Sony would be willing to just give him away and not negotiate further. He probably got a better deal in another Sony label. 

I will say this. Out of all the reasons to not believe in Larry this is a dumb fucking one. It’s business AND we have no idea about what is actually happening. At all. So like to again make all these jumps just to say Larry isn’t real? There way less messy ways if that is your end goal yk. 

Also I want to say that I understand, feel and agree with the frustration over Louis’ career. I don’t think anyone doesn’t? Just because I don’t subscribe to this one narrative it does NOT mean I am suddenly thinking he has the best team and promo and everything is rosy and perfect. I just don’t think this is the story and I think it is way more complicated than we even think.

[gaybastard2]

IDFC- Chapter 9: Panic Attacks and Child Proof Caps

Chapter Text

[Panic Attacks and Child Proof Caps]

Warning, contains: Panic attacks and mentions of alcohol.

I slowly raised my head to see a concerned looking Todd, my thoughts still painfully loud. "Okay, try to take deep, slow breaths." He ordered. I tried to control my breathing, my grip on my hair loosening slightly. Breath, just fucking breath, please. My breathing slowly evened out, still quite ragged from my throat being raw. He smiled awkwardly and patted my shoulder. Guess he's not great at this. I managed to chuckle quietly, my thought beginning to quiet down slightly.

"Okay, now, uh, name five things you can see." Todd mumbled. Confused on how this would help, I started to look around, counting the things I saw under my breath. "Couch, my- my sweater...hair bands, the door, " I murmured, eyes darting around the room nervously. Then my sight narrowed on Larry, shifting in his sleep. I took another deep breath. Stay calm, for him. Be strong for him. "Larry." I finished, my voice stronger than before.

Todd continued to ease me by asking me to name off things till I calmed down, tears now dried and Larry laying in my lap once again. He asked me to say four things I felt, three things I smelled, and two things I tasted. It was kinda weird, but it helped calm me down, so fuck it. I looked up and gave Todd a weak smile. "Thanks, Todd. I feel a bit better now. What the fuck was that though?"

He hummed in response. "It's a thing that tends to help people calm down from panic attacks. It gave you something to focus on other than what you were thinking about. Neil has them, so I studied about it." Todd explained, grinning at the mention of his boyfriend. I felt a pang of guilt. I remember being so fucking jealous of him and Neil. They were so open about who they are, and they didn't give a fuck what anyone said. Meanwhile, I was in heavy denial about who I was, and I fucked up and took it out on them and others.

I looked back at Todd. "Hey, uh, I'm really sorry about all the things I did. It was fucked up, and I shouldn't have done it. I know this doesn't make what I did okay, but I'm trying to be better. I'm really sorry." I said, fresh tears falling down my cheeks. Fuck, I'm a cry baby. He smiled and shook his head. "It's okay, Travis. I understand your," he paused, "Situation at home wasn't too good." Then he turned his head back to my father. "Now, back to him."

I sighed, stood up, and picked Larry up with much struggle. Im tired as hell, okay? I fucking choked my dad, I have a right to be exhausted right now. I carefully laid him down on the couch, kissing his forehead afterwards. He smiled fondly in his sleep, making butterflies go through my stomach and my cheeks to flush. I looked back at Ashley, who was supporting Sal so he could stand, and Todd. "Okay, I say we tie him to a chair or some shit." Todd and Ashley both quickly nodded. "While you guys get zip ties or some shit, I'm gonna go put Sally in Larry's bed so he doesn't do anything stupid." She explained, picking Sal up effortlessly. He giggled and twirled her hair as she walked into Larry's room.

"Well, there's a chance I have some ropes in my room from a recent project. I'll go get them, you stay here and watch Larry." Todd instructed, his face blushing slightly, walking to the door. I nodded as he left, wondering what the hell he's doing that needs rope. I heard a low groan and shifting behind me. "Travis?" I heard Larry whisper from the couch. I turned around, smiled, and stat down next to him, kissing his cheek.

"Hey, Larry, you okay? Well, other than the obvious?" I asked, eyes lingering on the bandages around his shoulder. It looks like it stopped bleeding, but it's still worrying, especially judging by how stained the bandages are. He blushed a brilliant pink and smiled, grabbing my hand gently. I grinned and interlocked our fingers. Fuck, I'm gay.

"I feel like shit honestly, but I'm just really happy you're okay. I was so fucking worried about you." Larry said, his voice hoarse from sleep. I blushed deeply and stood up. "I'm- I'm gonna go g-get you some water and hopefully Advil or some shit," I exclaimed loudly, my voice cracking and a goofy smile spreading across my face. I heard him laughing behind me as I ran to the kitchen. Fuck, I'm REALLY gay.

I opened the fridge and grabbed Larry a bottle of water, sitting it down on the counter afterwards. I checked the cabinet above the stove and searched for any kind of painkillers and found ibuprofen. Guess Ash missed these. As if on cue, Ashley walked through the doorway way leading to Larry's room, looking irritated as fuck. I snorted and held up the ibuprofen, shaking the bottle. She rolled her eyes and flipped me off. "I was in a hurry, okay?"

I snickered and shook my head as she tiredly sat down at the table. "So, what fucking happened? You look pissed." I asked, struggling to open the child proof cap on the bottle. She sighed, running her fingers through her hair. "Sal didn't want to sleep and kept crying about how you saw him without his mask."

I continued to curse under my breath as I struggled with the ibuprofen, trying my best to listen to Ashley. "Stupid child proof caps," I murmured. I looked up at her and smiled. "Hey, he shouldn't worry about that, I don't really care. Plus, he doesn't even look that bad." I hesitated before asking the question that's been eating at me. "But, what happened to him?"

Ashley went quiet. "Hey, you don't have to tell me. Sorry if he isn't cool with me knowing." I reassured, shooting her a small smile. She sighed and laid her head down on the table. "It's okay, Travis. I honestly don't know. Sal doesn't like talking about it, but I know it has to do with a dog." Ashley explained. I flinched at the mention of a dog. No, probably not. That's fucking stupid, Travis. I nodded before turning back around to the counter and trying to open the god forsaken child proof cap.

I heard Ashley snort behind me at my struggles. Oh that bitch. I finally managed to pop the cap of, smiling triumphantly and I sat it down and picked out three pills for Larry. I heard muffled giggles from the living room and looked over. Larry had his hand clamped over his mouth as he laughed, trying to silence his giggles. I blushed and fake gasped, putting my hands on my hips after putting the bottle down.

"How fucking dare you, child proof caps are a bitch!" I yelled, faking offended. He laughed hysterically, almost falling of the couch. I grinned. I love his laugh. Even with all the piercings, he still manages to look adorable. I grabbed the ibuprofen and water for Larry and brought it to the living room, giggling quietly. I put the pills and bottle on the table in front of him and kissed his temple, grinning when he blushed. I sat down

Larry took the ibuprofen and fucking chugged the water, almost immediately coughing afterwards. I patted his back as he hacked, snickering. He gasped as his coughing began to stop, wiping his eyes. Larry looked up. "By the way, what are we doing about him?" He asked, nervously glancing at the unconscious man on the floor, vomit now dried on his face.

"We're going to tie him to a chair. I don't know if you remember or not, but Todd came by and freaked the hell out. After, uh," I hesitated and swallowed thickly. "After I kind of freaked out, Todd said he had some rope at his house from a project or some shit." I explained. He looked at me with a puzzled expression. "Why the fuck does Todd have rope? Like, what project needs that?" I laughed and shrugged. "Hell if I know."

Ashley walked in, her arms crossed. "Okay guys, where the hell is Todd? He needs to hurry or else Kenneth is gonna come to, and we'll have to beat the shit out of him." She sat down next to Larry and leaned her head against the couch, sighing. Ashley's right, my dad has been unconscious for a while, he's probably gonna wake up soon. The thought alone made my stomach churn with anxiety. I sighed shakily and leaned my head back.

This isn't going to end well. When Todd gets back and we tie Kenneth up, what are we gonna do then? Larry looked at me and frowned. I looked back at him and tried to smile, failing miserably. He reached out and grabbed my hand, squeezing it reassuringly. "Hey, it's gonna be okay." He grinned and pecked my lips, causing both of us to go red.

I grinned and laid my head down on his shoulder. Larry immediately laid his head on mine. Ashley fake gagged and snickered as I flipped her off. After two minutes of quiet talking, the broken door swung open, hitting the wall next to it. I jumped at the sound, moving away from Larry on accident. Todd walked through the door, a backpack now slung across his left shoulder. "Hey guys, sorry it took longer then expected. I got some stuff to repair the door, but for now, let's just put a chair underneath the handle." He explained, his voice monotone.

"Travis, please go grab two chairs from the kitchen, Ashley, help me grab Kenneth and tie him up. Larry, just get some rest." Todd instructed, setting his bag down and taking out ropes from it. I nodded and ran to the kitchen. I grabbed two chairs, one under each arm, and carefully walked back to the living room. Todd and Ashley were holding my father up by his arms, Todd by the left and Ashley by the right.

I put the chair in front of them so they could sit him down, and lodged the other chair under the doorknob. I looked back at Todd and Ashley. Kenneth was now sitting in the chair, his head laying limply on the back of it. Todd was kneeling behind him, tying his hands together and to the back of the chair. Ashley was sitting in front of him and tying his legs to the legs of the chair. I walked back to the couch and collapsed next to Larry. "Welp, at least we've almost done it." I murmured. Larry snickered quietly and grabbed my hand once again. I blushed light and grinned at him. He smiled back, showing the gap in his teeth.

Todd stood up and clapped his hands. "Alright, so we're done. I suggest when he comes to, we question him. I have a theory." He pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. Nerd. Ashley stood up and crossed her arms, looking at Kenneth in disgust. Larry got up and walked in front of my father, pulling me along. His face was now a natural color and the saliva and tears were dried. There was now drying bile on the side of his face and his eye lids were still big and puffy. His hair was now tangled and dirty, both from the floor and dried blood.

Larry cringed. "Holy fuck-knuckles, you did a number on him. Fucking ew." I gagged and nodded. He turned to Todd. "What now? Do we just wait for him to wake up?" Larry asked. Todd nodded, staring intently at my father. "Okay, but why the hell do you have rope? Wait, does, does it have to do with Neil?" He asked, a look of horror spreading across his face. I snorted at Todds reaction. He gasped and went bright red, immediately shoving Larry in the shoulder. Ashley wheezed as Todd screeched incoherently.

"Todd, fucking why?" "Oh hey look, Kenneth's up!" Todd screamed, desperately trying to change the subject. We all went quiet before slowly turning our heads towards the beaten man in front of us. Ah shit, here we go.

Hey guys gals and non-binary pals, extra chapter this month since we hit 1k on Wattpad, Love you guys, bye 💙💙

[diamondisalarry]

Rightt- Its my first time posting anything watsoever on Tumblr so eXCuse ME if this is Shite Level right haha.

ok then, before this I want to say aswell. I do not want to, in any way, shape, or form, make the Lyric Video all about Larry and all. Niall 🇮🇪 is amazing and what he did was beyond amazing and Im so proud of my lil potato..

butt ok, lez goo

B&W Lyric Video Possible Coincidences With Larry. Prt1 (because image limit is apparently a thing here :( ffs )

Before you read this I reccomend you watch The new Lyric video, and see for yourself what im about to write in here! Because cmon, if it was visible to an idiot like me, imagine what all the "Dark(?)Larries" could find if they actually searched for stuff in the video? haha...

well, following some "clues" from "secret accounts" on Instagram and twitter (I don't know if they are actually valid or not) I came up with some dates that appeared to be important in some way. One of them was 21/04 (or some especualte its 22/04) and maybe 26/04 or 27/04.

Now, wbk that rumours that the BU article was going to come up around April because back in March, a lot of the "trusted" accounts have been talking about it. But not just that, April has been a fookin busy month if you ask me. The Clifford interview, the Eleanor narrative, Niam live toguether, the group chat! The FOOkin warning selfie that we got. Not counting the leak of emails (which we don't know if it's true or false) between M*dest! and another recipient, on Haylor and Wellington. Too much, too much.

Even with all of these things happening, the accounts still made sure to always point back to the dates, which infered that whatever they were talking about was still to come. Now, idk if they meant the Black and White lyric Video. But if the date was of today, and if nothing else happens until midnight (Rn is 21/04/20 19:42). Then I will specualte that they were talking about the LV.

1. FreddieIsMyQueen reference?

I don't know if it may be a reference to the latest FIMQ video, (and sadly her last because of all the Bullshit that happened with her )': ) but the same 'filter' or 'fx' or watever that was used, was the same used on FIMQ's video of Louis The Brave which if you're not familiar with, I do reccomend watching it. Its on yt even tho her channel got deleted.

Now these are some screenshots I tool from the video; notice the little square on the middle left of the screen.

These squares kept appearing throughout the video. And viewers also seemed to remember it from somewhere else.

This is a screenshot from Harry's Live at the Forum BTS; see anything familiar?

See what I mean? they were the same on both FIMQ's video, which she probably did on pourpouse.

Now, that video had been noticed by a pretty "respected secret account" on twitter. Which fans speculate is the return acc of Rbb:

(Sorry I couldn't crop idk how this works lol)

But yeah, it was noticed. And the tweeter didn't seem to mind it, didn't say that it was outrageous nor did it say it was completely uncalled for like many specualte. like seriously, plz.

Anyways, this is what appeared in Niall's Lv;

*Shocked Pikachu Face* Ah.

Yeah- It was the same. When I saw this the first thing that came into my mind was FIMQs video, fore and front.

Now, I don't know why he would do something like that. I probably am just overanalyzing my ass off on this because the past few months have been a load of me. Specially because (to me at least) the most 'trustfull' proofs we can get are from either Liam or Niall himself. Specially Niall's public videos because he is on a different label from the boys.

Also wanted to add in this, believe it if you want ot not. This is one of the supposed 'secret accounts aswell' (or maybe not idk)

Yeah, this tweet is talking about their ig lives; but what if it also meant that the things both Liam and Niall say/do will have some kind of meaning towards all of this?

Its all up to you to believe really.

2. Rainbow imagery throughout the chorus and else.

The Lv was beautiful in many ways! It was unique, incredible. All the colours, black and white, everything.

It made me question, (don't get it in a homophobic way, by no means do I mean this in any bad way)

Why would Niall specifically add Rainbow narratives to parts of the Chorus like the way he did? I mean, yeah- "All your gorgeous colours" and all of that, ok, Colours. But then it made me think; Ha, Gayyyyy.

And I mean- As far as I know (could be wrong) Niall's straight. So to just add a rainbow pallete which distorted the whole video out of nowhere seemed a little suspicious to me.

AGAIN. I could be wrong, and overanalyzing.

look; (watch the video for more places)

Now, we could go two ways over here:

1) Niall is just using colours to represent the "In all your gorgeous colours" line. And even supporting equal love, for that matter.

2) He means to tell us that equal love wins. And that in this occasion, this song means something to equal love. A CeRtAin EQUAL LOVE.

If we go by the second route. You probably already know what I mean. But I'm still going to write it in words.

What if this could link to a certain "Larry Vows?"

Because cmon, we dont actually know if Harry and Louis actually got married in the 28/09, and it probably could be more "true" that they got engaged that day, rather than actually married. (Since, I don't really remember, but I can remember either Harry or Lou talking about people being engaged for years because there is no rush and all)

Which then, Im quaking because are Larry getting married? And are they using Niall's song? Umfmmdmf idk.

But what if they ARE married?

Then maybe the scene is about how the vows went, and how they are teue and still steong even after all that happened.

Beautiful both ways.

->Now the rainbow scenes just seemed so random to me, because it came out of nowhere. And yeah ok? But there must be an actuall reasonfor all the rainbows and all? Quickest and most probaably link? Larry. Duh.

Or maybe not. I could be wrong again.

(Now proceed to my next post because the image limit came over here and I dont know how to put more ):< )

Diamond xx

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(A/N good god this one’s a long one. Sorry not really sorry? lemme know if they’re too long, too short, or just right. as always, feedback is always SUPER appreciated, and if you have any ideas for where the series should go, please please please tell me!)

DAY 2: TUCKER

It’s been about two days on the island. I’m just now getting hungry. I guess now that I’m not constantly sprinting around with heavy armor on all the time I use less energy. Who’da guessed. 

So around midnight last night, while we were collecting seeds and trying to avoiding mobs, Tom said he had something important to discuss. 

“I just want to say I’m calling trial right now. I’m calling trial because just now- Sonja came up to me- and punched me.” Jordan gasped while Tom nodded. Sonja sputtered indignantly.

“I-no I- I didn’t-” Her words were drowned out by Tom’s cool tone. 

“Don’t worry, we’re going to have a fair trial here. Tucker, what do you think?”

“I vote she’s dead,” I declared.

“I vote she’s off the island as well!” Tom concurred. “Drown yourself! Drown yourself, woman!” 

“Oh… okay… goodbye everyone.” Sonja waded into the now cold water and pretended to wipe a tear from her eye. She had taken off her shoes in the day and was walking around barefoot. Why? No clue. My girlfriend’s weird. 

Jordan, who had been quiet this whole time, diverted the conversation. “Alright, I’m tired of the mobs spawning. I’m lighting things up.”

“Yes, please,” I said. “Like a diamond, Jordan. Like a diamond in the sky.”

“Shine bright like a diamond~,” he sang, placing torches on the ground as he walked. 

“Oh wait, there are two zombie villagers over here!” Tom announced. “We should keep them and turn them back into villagers!”

“Oo! Yeah, let’s lure them into a trap, I got this,” I responded, digging a 2x2 hole in the ground.  Jordan made noises of uneasiness. I walked up to one of the zombie villagers and punched it twice. It started coming after me. Even walking, I outpaced it easily. My teammates were trying to trap the other one. I led my zombie over to the pit. “Come ‘ere, baby.” Unfortunately, the zombie was too smart for its own good and kept going in circles around my pit. 

“We got em! We got him in the pit!” Tom exclaimed. “Right, what should we name him?”

“Larry!”

“Terry Crews!”

“Oh, I guess Terry works,” Jordan conceded. “Still got that -erry theme going for it.”

“Dude, I need some help, this dude does not want to go in. Can someone please come and, like, punch him in here?” I asked.

“We already made a pit,” Tom said. “Come over here.” I followed him, and the zombie followed me. I walked around to the other side to tempt it to come and get me while Tom came up behind it to push it in. 

“Come’ere buddy,” I said. I gave Tom the signal. Tom ended up shoving it WAY TOO HARD and sent it flying RIGHT INTO ME.

“OW TOM WHAT THE SH- I JUST TOOK TWO DAMAGE!” I roared, reeling back. 

“Sorry mate, I guess I’m just too strong,” Tom apologized, flexing his muscles. Jordan laughed and took a swing at the zombie. It started coming back towards me. I felt the adrenaline coursing through my veins. I gave it a light tap towards the pit.

“Dude, just hit him in there! Haymaker ‘im! Haymaker ‘im!” Tom cheered. I backed away. 

“I don’t wanna kill it!” 

“Tucker, it has so much health compared to your measly fist!” Jordan prompted me. Now Tom laughed. 

“My measly fist is so strong, though,” I said, looking to my girlfriend. “Right, Sonj?” Sonja just grinned at me. She was watching from the sidelines, letting the boys do the hard work. 

Tom and Jordan teamed up and punched him back over to me. I was up against a ledge in the sand, and got hit again. And again. I was taking some real damage. I screeched in fear, scrambling away towards the torches. 

“Alright, I’m out, I’m not doing this, you guys suck, this was not worth it at all,” I ranted. Right as I said that, Tom and Jordan managed to hit it into the pit. I never realized how well they worked together until our final purge, when they teamed up briefly and absolutely wrecked everyone else. When they actually put their minds together to collaborate, they’re pretty unbeatable. 

I went back to the sand hut to heal. I had gotten hit pretty bad. I watched the entrance as Tom confronted two spiders and a zombie at once. He had gotten hold of an iron sword (probably from Jordan) and started beating the zombie back. This zombie had somehow gotten chain armor, which is weird because this island looks like it’s never had humans on it, ever. Instead of hitting the zombie and getting a nice thwack, all Tom got was a dull clink as his sword came in contact with the armor. Sonja came over to help with her stone sword. 

“Sonja, get out of the way,” I heard Tom mutter to her, concentrating on landing the blows just right. In the two and a half days we’ve been on the island, Sonja has already wandered into possible harm’s way twice now. The first time was when she was checking out the mine and kept walking in front of Jordan while he was trying to swing his pickaxe. 

“Sonja, get out of the way!” he reproached, nearly goring her with his stone pick. 

“Sorry!” she replied. “I’m just so curious!” 

“Well come be curious over here,” I said to her. She’s not very good at being aware of her surroundings. While Tom can never stay on task, she gets tunnel vision and ignores everything around her. Jordan’s good at both. It’s unconscious for him, I think. He’s been through so many worlds that checking over his shoulder is natural for him. If anyone of us makes it to the end (which we all probably will, ‘cept for Sonja. Sorry Sonj.), I think it’ll be him. 

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Anyways, back to the zombie fight. Sonja took out the spiders while Tom hit the zombie again and again. Finally, it dissipated in a puff of smoke, along with the armor. Damn. 

“I’m getting pretty hungry. Tucker, do you still have those apples?” she asked me. I clicked my tongue and shook my head. “Nah, I had to eat them. I’m still about half way away from being all healed up, and I need food too, so.” 

As the sun rose, so did our need for food. I could hear Sonja’s stomach growling. I wasn’t super hungry, but in order to properly heal I would need at least another apple or something. 

 It was actually Tom who came up with a solution. “Alright, this is now Team Fishing, bitches,” he announced. “Who’s fisharooing with me?”

“I’ll fish,” I offered. “Let’s go on a fishing trip. It’ll be fun.” I stepped over to the water and sat down on the sand, preparing to cast. 

Sonja’s voice distracted me. “Alright, these two chickens have banged and now there’s another one, should I kill one for food?” I frowned and put down my rod. 

“Don’t kill the chicken,” I told her, making my way over to her. 

“Well, no, I made them bang, see, and-”

Out of nowhere, I heard screaming behind me. I whipped around and saw Tom clutching himself, staring at a tree that had apparently just grown. Jordan, who had been right near him, was laughing. 

“Wait, what just happened?” I asked. 

Jordan laughed some more, putting his hand on Tom’s shoulder. “Dude, are you okay?” 

“YOOOOOOOOOOOOOO,” Tom yelled. He didn’t seem to be injured, from what I could tell. “I AM AGAINST TREE GROWTH!” He started marching around, pulling up all those saplings I had planted. 

“What just- what was that?” I asked again. I’m still not really sure, but from what I understand- 

Wait. One second. 

Okay, so Tom has requested that he gets to write the part where he nearly died on day 2. I’m handing the pen over to Tom. 

Okay, so I was just walking around the island, when suddenly, I stepped over a sapling, and it just- f-ckin- grew on me! The tree was just like, “nope”. And it hurt alot, too! I have splinters everywhere, I’m going to be picking wood out of my toes and torso for days. Anyways, I am now #antitreegrowth and will now chop down any sapling that I see. And that is the story of I nearly died to a f-ckin tree. F-ckin Groot. Alright, peace, homies!

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Okay, so I just got the paper back, and I see that Tom doesn’t know how to spell “a lot”, so nice going Tom. 

Anyways, once Tom’s near death experience was over, we got back on track with fishing. I cast my rod into the water and sat down on the beach again. 

“Any extra fishing rods I could borrow? I can help with fishing, too,” Jordans commented. 

“Right, because we need food,” said Tom helpfully. (See what I mean about not staying on task?) He and Sonja were talking about breeding when I felt a tug on my rod. I jumped up excitedly and pulled. I reeled in my spoils. 

“GUYS, I CAUGHT A FEESH! A one pound feesh!” I exclaimed. I immediately went to put it in the furnace. It was a decently sized fish. Definitely not enough to feed a crowd of 10,ooo people or whatever Jesus did, but definitely enough to stop hunger pangs. 

“Aw nice!” Tom said. He gave me a thumbs up as he chopped down a tree with personal intensity. “Can I please have it?”

I thought for a moment. ‘Of course not, I caught the damn thing.” If I didn’t heal up these zombie wounds soon, they would get infected and I would end up looking like Tom (I would still be better looking than Tom, of course, but I like having non-green skin and not having to cover most of my body to avoid catching on fire when I stand out in the sun too long). Then I thought about how Tom did kind of save my ass from zombies earlier, and almost died to a tree, and how it’s always a good thing to reward Tom for remembering his “pleases” and “thank yous”.

“I’m putting it in the furnace for you,” I told him, sliding the fish in there. I’d eat the next one that I caught. 

“Really? Aw, thanks, man.” Tom sounded sort of surprised. I went back over to the ocean, where I saw Jordan standing with a fishing rod that he had borrowed from Tom. I plopped down next to him. 

Jordan sighed. “This is gonna take so long,” 

“Wanna crack open a beer?” I joked. Sidenote about me, I actually like fishing. It’s relaxing, and there’s a bonus in the fact that you get to eat something once you’re done. Just as I said that, I noticed Jordan’s sinker disappear.

“I got something”

“Reel it in, reel it in!” 

When Jordan pulled his line in, however, he did not get a delicious fish. He got an enchanted fishing rod! Lucky bastard. 

“Tom, here’s a return on your investment. One fishing rod,” Jordan said, proudly presenting his rod to Tom. 

Tom took it and checked it out. “Wait, now all three of us can fish!”  He jumped down the sand bank and sat in between Jordan and I. 

“That’s really odd, though. Like, we’re in the middle of nowhere. How did a fishing rod get out here?” Jordan wondered.

“Same thing with the armor and the zombie!”

“I don’t know,” I said. “Maybe we aren’t alone out here. Maybe other people have already been here and died and we’re next.” Everyone got quiet for a second, contemplating this theory. Then Tom broke the silence by launching into what he believed what was the history of this great island. Still, the idea that we weren’t the first lingered in my mind like the smell of fish in the air.

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We fished and shot the breeze for a couple of hours. Whenever we caught one, we would hand it off to Sonja, who would put it in the furnace while she worked on improving our base.

“I had no idea this would be so efficient!” Tom remarked. 

“E-fish-ent?” Jordan made that face he makes whenever he tells a stupid pun. Sonja and I groaned. Tom laughed, but Tom laughs at everything Jordan says. 

Sonja popped up at the top of the sand bank. “Hey tucker, do you need some feesh?” 

“I do, actually.” I responded. She dropped it on my head. 

“Wow, thanks Sonj,” I said, gobbling it up as fast as I could without choking on the bone. I started to feel better after that. Now all I needed was a good dip in salt water and bam! No more worrying about getting mistaken for zombie (or worse: Tom) and being killed by one of my teammates. I decided to wade into the water and sit down in the shallow part, letting my wounds take in the salt water. It stung a little, but the water was cool and it felt nice. Once we caught enough fish to last us a little while, we all went about separate tasks. I was in the mine when I heard Sonja say to no one in particular, “Where did my rabbit go?”

“Why’s it your rabbit? It’s gonna be our rabbit,” I retorted. 

“I guess so… Yay! I found him!” 

“What’s his name?” Tom asked. 

“Hmmm... “ Here we go again. It’s basically a law a law that you have to name every single thing that moves. First the zombie villagers, now this.

“Well he kind of looks like a cow…” 

“Name it Moo the Rabbit,” I suggested. “Or Bud.”

Sonja sounded like she liked that name.“Moo! Moo the Rabbit.” 

I ventured back up to the surface. I had gotten loads of iron and coal. The sun was setting again when I got up there, and I could smell porkchops. I saw my girlfriend chasing a bunny around, Jordan working on the house to make it less crap, and Tom improving our farm so that we could breed the cows that had appeared. I took a deep breath and smiled. We are gonna make this work. 

Well, either Tom or Sonja’s recording after me, so you’ll find out what happens next when they writes it all down. I’m actually pretty stoked. Good things are ahead.

Signing off,

Jericho.

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[beblebumm]

lesbian mom

My sister told me I dress like a lesbian mom. With no offense meant towards lesbian mothers because as Chloe put it- if I was a lesbian mom, my style would be closer to cool. But because up to this point in life I have been straight and childless, I’m just an appropriator. Which I definitely don’t want to be by the way, but I'm an American and blind appropriation is the American way. Working on it. I’m in the kitchen in Cedar Falls finding all my last sporadic, traveled with items to shove in my XL backpack* by the time Chloe brings her new opinion up to her roommates, my family. “Cathy, don’t you think Maddie looks like a lesbian mom?” “a what? A lesbian? I didn’t hear you” ...and dad’s reaction: “oh.. did you get a surrogate then?” * (United and Frontier front like they will be strict about charging you based on the sizes of your luggage, but they won't be. Apparently my size of backpack does not count as a personal item (free) but instead a carry-on (not free). It's a glutinous excuse for a backpack. However, they don’t say shit to you when you show up on the day of your flight. In the words of my friend Grace: If it's on your back and not on wheels, you're fine. I have had to repack a backpack once, throwing on a sweatshirt and carrying socks in my hand to make it through. But you know what that was? Free.And Fyi- U.S. airlines alone made 5.1 billion bucks in extra baggage fees in 2018. Don't contribute to that mess.) * But anyways, to come to the defense of lesbian moms, I think I dress with the best intention. I don’t think I have bad taste, but I can have bad execution. It's not entirely my fault though, as I feel bigger boobs make a lot of outfits merge towards mother. Tops are always an issue because you have the possibility of looking tenty, and opposite that- the issue of looking too tucked in. It can make the attempted effortlessness come off as starchy. I also straddle this line of wannabe skater and NOT wannabe school teacher, meaning I would love to come across as someone who deserves to wear Vans and less like someone who is reading to your child over snack time. That one is harder to explain, but has a lot to do with stripes. I don't bother running all of this past her, but I told Chloe that if I was flat-chested she wouldn’t be saying this. She didn’t argue but offered to help pay for my reduction. My dad and I get in the car after I make an everything bagel with some onion flavored cream cheese. A Thomas brand bagel, of course. Because it’s the cushiest and you can find them everywhere. We love a processed carb. He drives me to the airport in his new-but-used Toyota Highlander, which doesn’t reek of cigs like his previous whip. He only likes this new car because it has a cassette player, but the low mileage is a plus. I just want to say that the Cedar Rapids airport is low entertainment. It’s a trade-off because you are through security in seconds, but you have to do things like chase after people to hand them their ID’s they left on the counter to help the employees out because we’re Iowa nice and when in the homeland you have to act right. And people wear really ugly printed leggings and foul footwear. Lots of camo and lots of Hawkeye logos, which I do not identify with despite it being my alma mater. I was caught in a very vulnerable spot with my thick and tall Doc Marten's, (not a good airport shoe but a good everyday shoe so what can you do) hunched over the ‘Get Your Shit Back Together Very Quickly Bench’ that comes after security, when I see this rushed looking, young nerd man in a long black trench coat. He LOUDLY and SO abruptly asks this similarly aged gal he was coming up behind whether her hair was red or blonde. She had long red hair with dyed blonde ends. She said “red?” and he says nothing but “HUMPH” without breaking speed at all. Why did he need to know that and also why could he not see that her hair was both colors? And if he cared so much to know, then why did he not respond? Did he think this was considered to be hitting on her?? Because practically yelling at her to inquire about her appearance is not cutting it. I wish for his sake I could at least call him a boomer but he didn't meet the age requirement. Whatever. She looked around for confirmation that what had just happened to her was so weird, which of course I gave to her by saying: “That was so weird.” The sole restaurant by the gates has Blue Moon so that’s redeeming. But it’s in a tin can which is not so good. I used to prefer a draft pour with an orange slice but I am partial to a cold bottle now, plain- no orange. It’s more consistent this way, as some places don’t clean their draft lines regularly and it shows. I met an icon on my flight today. I, of course, was assigned my usual middle seat as I am certain I paid the littlest amount of airfare out of everyone on the plane. Deals only. But as I step up to my row and make that apologetic eye contact with the dude who is about to have to move and let me assume my usual middle spot, the guy asks me if I want to switch spots with his son- WHO HAS AN AISLE SEAT. YEAH SIR, I DO. And this is how I was seated next to the only stranger I’ve had an extended conversation with on an airplane, ever. At least to the point where I was sure I wanted to be buddies with her. She was not stoked on the middle seat, but it’s the one she had in our row. The icon is named Erin and she said: “I’ve been ignoring people on planes for 20 years but you seem like an absolute riot.” I realized I also tend to spend a lot of time ignoring people on airplanes. I actually spend more time trying not to bother the people around me, aka holding urine in until I am nearly bursting because the awkward fumbling out of my usual middle seat is too much. I did, however, have slight banter with a guy sitting next to me on the way into Iowa from Denver on this same trip. All he wanted to say to me was that he had just been skiing in Vail or something. People love being able to say sentences like this, by the way. "Skiing in Vail". It's supposed to impress whoever they tell. Ok. But later on, he and I would exchange terrified eyes as we watched this awful moment unfold after an older fellow in the row across from us ignored all social rules and played his voicemails on full blast, speaker volume, for about 10 minutes. A young gentleman near us let him know that “We can all hear that!” which I would have never said but was also thinking. Obviously. The Voicemail Blarer says “Oh sorry” calmly but is very caught off guard. I thought- wow. That went well. But the Voicemail Blarer takes all of 30 seconds to stew before erupting. He belly yells that he is a “WAR VETERAN AND THAT IS WHY I CANNOT HEAR OUT OF THIS EAR WHICH IS WHY MY PHONE IS ON SPEAKER AND BY THE WAY IM ON THIS FLIGHT BECAUSE MY MOM JUST DIED AND I AM FLYING BACK TO IOWA FOR THE FUNERAL. PEOPLE LIKE YOU ARE AHHHHHHHHH KDFKSJDFLKJDFLJSDF”... I feel like the percentage of people flying to Iowa for funerals is probably a decent chunk. Either you're visiting your family or someone died. Just speculating. ANyways. The Mourning Vet Voicemail Blarer said some pretty harsh remarks towards the Complainer that I can’t remember because I was so nervous as a witness to this that my adrenaline was working overtime to suppress. I remember being proud of The Complainer as he kept very level and only said a couple words to defend himself followed by: “I’m sorry you’re going through that man but we don’t all need to hear your voicemails.” I see both sides of this interaction. On the younger Complainer dude’s side, it’s not socially courteous for the vet to be playing his voicemails out loud. Especially for ten minutes. I mean Larry David would have lost it. On the other hand, no one was insulting his status as a vet or poking fun at his late mother, but he has obviously been through more life and more challenges than I and plus he’s grieving. I don’t know. I didn’t mind the voicemails THAT much. Back to today- Erin is the second stranger I’ve met who inspired me this month. Technically this year, and technically this decade, too. Happy 2020. From what I saw, she’s a kick-ass, take no shit, lay it all on the table kind of individual. She had a natural openness about her and radiated warmness but is the type to probably gaurd herself just enough. The kind of person who you would hate to see sad. Born in cedar rapids, went to Iowa for Journalism, got her masters at Syracuse. Has lived all over- New York, London, LA (I think she said). Will not donate to her old sorority, Chi O, because she can’t affiliate with that anymore because it’s lame. But she’s loyal enough to one of her sorority besties to fly to Denver and sit with her while she undergoes a chemo treatment. She asks me about work and I say I have enough side hustles to equate to having a real job. She tells me I need a podcast and says I must have been told this before. I haven’t. But If I had one, I would have her guest star immedieately. She oozes content. Apparently, there’s such a thing as coaching people on how to talk on camera because this is her job. It can be split up into different categories based on the size of the screen. Phone, computer, TV, etc. She kept saying things about “inches”. I thought this was wildly specific, exactly the sort of job you wouldn’t think about until you thought about it. Niche. Hopefully future me is doing something niche right now. But only if I'm enjoying it. She also mentioned some clients she has that I should speak to so I can learn how to travel the world for free. I could have clung to her and never let go after she said this, as that would make my life and her encouragement inspired me. Before this though, we agree I need a credit card that rewards with airline miles instead of cashback. It’s third up on my “to-do now” list- which is different than my “to-do” list becasue that one is for things like making dentist appointments. For the things that should not be put off but can and will be. Until they can't. She asks what my sign is, which is Sagittarius. She said of course. She’s a Virgo. I have no clue what this means. People ask me this sort of thing a lot now though so I need to read up. This guy I met recently who works at Wax Trax Records told me not only extensively about my sign but about my rising moon and one other part of it that I can’t remember. Or is it your rising sign and moon sign as separates? Idk. He told me that every girl he knows has an ex-boyfriend who is a Pisces. True. Erin also told me she’s on some board in Iowa City that is currently discussing the ped mall. I had a lot to say about THAT, as I feel the ped mall has turned into wasted space other than maybe one and a half shops. She agrees. It’s not being utilized like it should be, we think. Too many frat bars. Apparently, her family owns the Bluebird cafes or used to, and I said "ooooooooh!" but that I could never get a seat in the Iowa City location because every hungover kid within a ten mile radius is trying to eat there every Saturday and Sunday morning. I also thought of the time they burned my friend Madison Wood’s toast and she sent it back. I didn’t tell her this though. I like Bluebird. And I hate when people at my table complain about the food. She tells me I'm too good to write for random freelances, which I have dipped my toes into doing. Pays like shit. I agree and listen to her tell me about someone she met when she was just one year sober (she is now ten years along) who pushed her to take charge of her own point of view. It sounded to me like she was inspired to trust and invest in herself. I liked that. As if I needed another excuse to stay out of corporate America. Right before she fell into meditation and soon to be sleep, Erin comments on my middle part and my “nice natural eyebrows” which is funny because I helped the brows out right before going through security. (By helped out, I mean makeup-ed. In the airport bathroom, too far away from the mirror, two different pencils- one chubby for careless shading and one skinnier to help the endpoints of my brow that is otherwise dead.) On the topic of my appearance, I tell her that my sister had just told me that I dress like a lesbian mother. She said she loves my sister.

[iggykoopaepic]

I was gonna draw this but I have Art Block so Incorrect Quotes time

Bowser Jr.- "So what do you guys think of my new bandana? Isn't it amazing? Don't I look great in it? When I put it up I can shape shift into Kamek!"

He pulls up his bandana and shows them his shapeshifting skills

Other Koopalings- clapping a bit, awkwardly telling Bowser Jr how good he looks. Some of them tell him he's a great shape shifter

Junior- "Aw thank you guys! Iggy, you haven't said anything, what do you think?"

Iggy- "I mean, it's okay... The coloring is a bit messy and you don't look that much like Kamek...."

Junior doesn't reply and just stares at Iggy for a few seconds before leaving the room. Iggy is a bit concerned, and half of his siblings look terrified and the other half is looking at him like he just asked to be murdered. A few hours later Junior gets the Koopalings assembled together again.

Junior- "Dad said we have to go on a mission. We need to disguise ourselves as Toads and junk so we can sneak into the Princesses castle."

All of the Koopalings cheer. Most of them can shape shift and the ones who can't can be easily hidden in a box or some other item. Iggy seems a bit skeptical but gets ready to shapeshift too.

Junior- "But dad said only me and 6 of you can go, so I pick..."

He pretends to think about his choice. Iggy thinks that his 'payback' is not inviting him on a mission and leans back. He doesn't really care if he goes or doesn't goes, and if he doesn't he can use that time to practice fighting or think of ways to annoy Wendy and Roy.

Junior- "Okay, I pick Larry, Roy, Wendy, Morton, Lemmy, and.... Iggy!"

Ludwig- "Why can't I go? I'm King Dad's second in Command, so I should be able to go! LET ME GO WITH YOU! IM THE ULTIMATE VILLIAN! I DESERVE TO GO!"

Junior and the others leave the room and allow Ludwig to continue screaming about how great he is. Iggy is slightly concerned as to why Junior would pick him if he was mad at him. Once they arrive at the castle, Iggy gets ready to shapeshift when Junior places an arm over him and pushes him back on the airship.

Junior- "Sorry Iggy, but only six of us are allowed in. It's gonna be your job to fly us out once we get Peach!"

Iggy is still worried about what Junior is planning, but calms down. He sounds happy, he probably forgot once Bowser said they have a mission. Junior comes out later holding the princess.

Junior- "Iggy!! Start the airship and lets go!"

Iggy tries to start the airship but instead it starts making weird noises. Junior doesnt care and forces Iggy to continue. After a while the airship is lifted off the ground. They fly for a while before the airship starts going down.

Iggy- "Junior! We need to evacuate the airship now!"

Junior- "Okay! Everyone, except Iggy, hop off!"

Iggy- "Wha- Why can't I come?"

Junior- "Well uh, your the smart one! You figure out why!"

Junior hops off the airship and starts running along with the Koopalings who came, leaving Iggy stuck since there's nobody to catch him once he lands. Iggy is upset and doesn't understand why Junior would leave him. The airship crashes and Iggy, now badly injured, is forced to walk all the way back to castle. Once he arrives he notices Junior standing in front of the entrance.

Iggy- "Uh, Junior, your blocking the entrance. Excuse me."

Junior, blocking Iggy even more- "Did the airship crash? You good?"

Iggy- "Yes to the first one, NO TO THE SECOND ONE! WHY'D YOU LEAVE ME THERE?"

Junior pauses for a second before laughing

Junior- "AHAHA! You seriously forgot!? Don't call my bandana stupid ever again!"

Junior goes inside and locks the door, leaving Iggy outside dumbfounded.

Iggy, very quietly- "ᴴᵉʸ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᵘᶜᵏ"

[clementineviolet]

Here is my liveblogging from season 4, episode 3. Notice how it is all capslock at the end

MAJOR SPOILERS UNDERNEATH. MAJOR. SPOILERS. 

Bro Minnie is SO TALL

MINNIE TAPING UP TENNS BOOTS

Minnie is JEALOUS and ANGRY

Minnie is SO TALL

VIOLET IS DEFENDING US AGAINST MINNIE!!!!! TAKE THAT LOUD CLOUIS STANS!!!

Damn Minnie is on the dark side

Sophie is DEAD “a hero” gurl what

Minnie didn’t rat us out thank god

Vi defended Clem so god is real

MINNIE COME BAAACK

Violet we need to talk about that

AJ did the YOU KNOW I HAD TO DO IT TO EM POSE

Keep forgetting AJ got SHOT

AWWW TENN IS AJ’S FIRST REAL FRIEND I CRY “YOU DONT COUNT YOURE OLD”

JAMES NO BB WHY YOU HURT

AJ if you tell him that i wanna flip him i’ll kill you

I Love You James and I Trust You

I keep calling James “baby” he’s my platonic babe

James really collects walkers like regulars people collect rocks

James I....girl I’m gonna go along with what you say but this is interesting

I don’t wanna see it that way because I fuckin shot Lee so he wouldn’t turn

Yeah James that shit hurted but it’s ok baby

I don’t wanna say that James fucks walkers but (IM JOKING) (but am i really)

AJ shush we’re going along with him

“I’ll ALWAYS PROTECT YOU” BB AJ PLSSS

I love AJ he’s so cute

This is terrifying

Omfg the mask and the breathing i dislike

I love when they do first person camera it’s so much scarier

This is the creepiest shit i’ve seen on TWDG i don’t even know what to say

The music!! beautiful

What in the hell is going on do they LISTEN TO MUSIC THIS IS THE MOST TERRIFYING THING INDONT

WHAT

UHHHH

What’s funny is that this reminds me of the PAX footage where a zombie shoots Clem the middle finger do y’all remember that

I’m really not sure actually that shit was crazy BUT I KILLED LEE I DONT WANNA BELIEVE THAT

AJ stop hitting him with these personal questions

That was a crazy ass scene

James is Definitely one of the most unique characters in TWD franchise

RUBYYYYYY

HOOTENANNY

YOOOO ITS TIME FOR A PARTYYYYYY BRO CAN I DANCE WITH VIOLET PLs

Oh no we’re placing collectibles already not good

AJ this is the creepiest monologue

AJ baby you’re a good person

HEY AJ NO FORESHADOWING CLEM GETTING BIT SHUSH

TICKLES FOR MY BOY

Nevermind he wanna be serious

“IF I GET BIT YOU’LL...”

I’m torn because now it’s like... do i wanna put AJ through that like I did Clem? what if there is a bit of Clem in there? aughhhhh

NO AJ NO WHAT??? IM NOT BITING YOU NO

Fuck

If there’s an ending where AJ and Clem are walkers together... i’m fucking suing 

I don’t know what to do with AJ

VIOLET!!!!!!

YES LETS TALK

VIOLET IS ALWAYS ON OUR SIDE

We can save her don’t worry bout it

Violet ;____;

“I WONT LET HER TAKE YOU OR AJ OR ANYONE ELSE I CARE ABOUT”

Omg Violet talking about how much she cares for Louis i cry

Oh my god finally confirmation that Vi is like 1 cm taller than Clem if she stands up straight

We’ll GET THOSE BOYS

SHE MADE US A BUTTON IM SCREAMING THE HEADCNAONNFJDJSJDNNSBJDJDJSJJSJSJJDJDHJSHD

A STARS BUTTON OH MY GOD THIS IS SO GAY I SCREAM

VIOLET

WE AFE GONNA

WERE GONNA

WERENFNDNJZHDJD

DANCE!!!!!!!!!!! AHSHJSJZJDJDKDKJDKDKD

OH YM GOD

SO MANT HEADCANONS

COMING TRUE

THIS IS TRUE WLW CULTURE

TAKE HER HAND BITCH

OH MY FOD

OH MY GODJDJJDJSJDKDKDJDJDKJDKSKDKD

THE AMOUNT OF GIFS

I am

paaainf our

this is amazing

i scream

i love

my short girls who dance and exchange gay gifts

THE HUG BRUH I CANT

BRUV

KISS

KISS

KISS

violet doing the gay arm thing

AJ REALLY RUINED THE MOMENT FJDJDKDNDKKD

That scene made 20biteen

When can we tell AJ pls

Y’all know i’m boutta hit AJ with that

This is the cutest shit of all time

HUG HUG HUG BABY

So many hugs I’m dead

Let’s go have this damn hootenanny

VIOLET TEACHING AJ I SCREAM

We doin jazz baby

How has it already been like an hour and a half

Jesus Willg i don’t think we should do that but uhhh just make sure we don’t fuckin die

I swear to God willy if you get us killed

I’m ready for the most turnt party of all

time

ITS OK WILLY YOURE PROBABLY GONNA DIE BUT

YES AJ WITH THEM MOOOVES YES BITCH

ROSIESEEEE

TENN AND WILLY I CRY

Tenn i love you bb

Fuck You Raiders

Yeah we naming it

WILLY JR

That gay smile Clem shared with Vi i can’t

OMG YES LETS LEARN WHY THEHRE IN HERE

The amount of gay smiles

OMG RUBY I LOVE I THOUGHT THAT WAS MARLON

“THAT LITTLE MORHERFUCKER”

Of course that’s why Willy was sent here this little meme boy

I HAVW TO GIF THAT

No AJ no

TENN REALLY TOLD HIM FJDJSKJD

EVERHONES FACES I SCREAM

This turned emo can we go back to having fun and listening to country

34 DEAD KIDS JESUS

Louis i’m so sorry

No we gotta hear Violet

Only if you wanna love

Her dad was a drunk and her mom

worked 3 jobs, grandma shut down after grandpa died, this is emo, oh fuck this is turning dark, oh no violet that sucks so

much

Violet you were TRAUMATIZED

OH FUCK

11 YEARS OLD

I’m so sorry Violet i can’t

Do you wanna hear some of my baggage

That was such an amazing scene jesus, props to Gideon

OMG VIOLET HAS A PRETTY VOICE I SCREAAAAAAM

GAY SMILE

WOW DAMN THAT VOICE VIOLET!!!! GIRL OF MANY TALENTS

minnie and vi singing together that’s it

When. will we tell the group we together

AJ LETS CUDDLE BABY

tenn and willy i cry

thank you so much for that violet i’m

crying so beautiful

jesus we’re so damn emo

DREAM FUCK NOT READY

IM

NOT

EMKTIONALLY

OREPARED

oh my god the graphics look

amazing i’m

shook

she ALWAYS PICKS THE TRAIN

LEE BE MY MUFASA

“YOU KNOW I WAS MAKING IT ALL UP AS I WENT ALONG RIGHT” TRU THATS HOW I PLAYED HIM

Lee can you give me girl advice

YAAAAS LETS SAVE LOUIS

THE RANCH

A GIRL WHO LOVES YOU

GAY!!!! RIGHTS!!!!!

AJ is a small bb boy he loves to shoot ppl

Lee would be so fucking proud

HUG HUG HUG HUG HUG

OK YOU DIDNT HAVE TO DO THAT CLEM THRNJGINTO HER S4 SELF TO ME BRCH BYE

SHES SO MUCH TALLER NOW JESUS WOW SHE WENT FROM HALFWAY UP HIS CHEST TO HIS SHOULDER

Scissors be hard Lee

Bye Lee immcrying

HEY JAMES!!!!

JAMES IS SO SHY

TENN SHUT UP I CANNOT DO NOT SAY THAT

20!!!GAY!!!TEEN!!!

Oh no Vi is gonna tell Tenn about Minnie and Sophie huh

I’m worried about AJ too fuck

Tenn bb i’m so sorry

Of course I’ll tell her Tenn

Violet don’t save me I’ll be fine probably

hopefully

KISS

GAY LOOK OF LOVE

“GO LOOK IN ANOTHER DIRECTION” KDKDJDJJDKDKD AJ PLEASE IM TRYNA HAVE A MOMENT

This is not gonna go well. This episode has been too good

Oh no Clem has a bow not gonna be good for me later on

This is very creative gameplay

I’m failing so hard

OH GOD LUKE FLASHBACKS

I feel like i’m gonna throw up in so nervous

MINNIES CONCERN FOR TENN I CRY

TENN FORGIVES YOU

ooh girl the emotions

THANK YOU MINNIE

WHERE IS LOUIS

OH NO LOUIS WHAT HAPPENED

I’m sorry Louis GODDAMMIT

MINNIE FOR FUCKS SAKE

Oh for fucks sake

HUG!!!! IM SO SORRY LOUIS

Jesus christ man

THEY FUCKING CUT OUT HIS TONGUE??? WHAT THE FUCK

WHt THE

FUCK

WHY

MO

NOOOOOOOOOOO

this is the worst possible thing we’ll help you louis it’s ok

let the others GO GODSAMMIT YOU EVIL FUCKING BITCH

Larry was an abusive fucking asshole Lilly

Lilly what are you gonna fucking do is she gonna make me choose who to hurt or kill what the fuck what the fuck

Oh god is this about Sophie and Minnie what the fuck

This is amazing acting by Lilly’s VA

Sounds like slavery but ok

Oh my god MINNIE KILLED SOPHIE WHAT THE FUCK

I KNEW IT FUCK FUCK FUCK

WHAT IN THE FUUUUUUCK

VIOLET SHHHHHH

NO NO NO NO NO NO

DONT YOU FUCKING TOUCH HER

OH MY GOD

AJ IM SORRY BUT HOLY SHIT

A WHOLE ASS EAR

YOURE RIGHT AJ!!!! WE’RE GONNA KILL HER

OK AJ WAIT HOLD ON IM ANGRH BUT I REALIZS FHIS IS TOO MUCH ANGER AND HLOODLUST

LEAVE HIM THE FUCK ALONE

NO NO NO NO

WHERE ARE YOU TAKING HIM

AT LEAST VIOLET HAS A HAND

MINNIE YOU FUCKING BITCH

MINNIE PLEASE IM TRYING TO REDEEM YOU SORRY GIRL

TOO CLOSS TO MY THROAT THANK YOU

OH FUCK VIOLET THANKS FOR THE SAVE WE ARE FONNA NEED SO MUCH THERAPY

RIP MINERVA???

VIOLET WHAT NO COME WITH ME

BYE AASIM THANK YOU SIR

If Violet gets caught in the explosion i am ducking suing for emotional and punitive damages

NO NO NO TENN NO

JAMES FUUUUUUCK NO

SAVE JAMES SAVE JAMES

“YOU DONT FUCKINF SCARE ME” YES JAMES

YES JAMES!! HIT HER WITH THAT CARLEY WISDOM

TENN OH FUCK

FUUUUUCK

SHOOT HER TENN

FUUUUCK

YES AJ BITE THAG BITCH

AJ GO FOR THE CHESTTTTTT

OH SHIT AJ

LILLY DONT YOU DARE MANIPULATE MY BOY

ohhhhh fuck this is a DIFFICULT DECISION

THIS IS TOO MUCH

BYE LILLY SHOOT AJ

THE BOMB