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Taylor Swift Songs for Every Gilmore Girls Episode

Inspired by this amazing Bustle article

Season 1

S1 E1 – A Place in this World

Rory meeting her first crush just before she switches schools, trying to make sense of everything

I'm alone, on my own / And that's all I know / I'll be strong, I'll be wrong / Oh, but life goes on / Oh, I'm just a girl / Trying to find a place in this world

S1 E2 – Mean

Introduction to Paris, who is determined to make Rory's life at Chilton a living hell

You, with your switching sides / And your wildfire lies and your humiliation / You have pointed out my flaws again / As if I don't already see them / I walk with my head down, trying to block you out / 'Cause I'll never impress you / I just wanna feel okay again

S1 E3 – You Need to Calm Down

Lorelai’s dramatic overreaction and fight with Rory about spending time with her grandparents

You just need to take several seats and then try to restore the peace

S1 E4 – Who's Afraid of Little Old Me?

Rory lashing out at Paris and Tristan when she misses her big test, feeling weighted down by the pressure of Chilton

I was tame, I was gentle 'til the circus life made me mean / “Don't you worry, folks, we took out all her teeth” / Who's afraid of little old me?

S1 E5 – Sparks Fly

Sparks are flying between both Lorelai & Max (My mind forgets to remind me you're a bad idea) and Rory & Dean (And you stood there in front of me just / Close enough to touch)

S1 E6 – Never Grow Up

Lorelai’s tradition of waking Rory up at the time of her birth to tell her the story, while she reflects on Rory turning 16/getting older

I won't let nobody hurt you / Won't let no one break your heart / And no one will desert you / Just try to never grow up

S1 E7 – Fearless

Dean and Rory's first kiss in Doose’s

You pull me in and I'm a little more brave / It's the first kiss, it's flawless, really something, it's fearless

S1 E8 – gold rush

Lane having her first crush and accidentally running her fingers through his hair

What must it be like / To grow up that beautiful? / With your hair falling into place like dominos

S1 E9 – Today Was a Fairytale

Rory and Dean's first dance together

But can you feel this magic in the air? / It must've been the way you kissed me / Fell in love when I saw you standing there / It must've been the way, today was a fairytale

S1 E10 – Soon You'll Get Better

Richard's hospital visit, and how it affects the whole family

The buttons of my coat were tangled in my hair / In doctor's office lighting, I didn't tell you I was scared / Soon you’ll get better / ‘Cause you have to

S1 E11 – This Is Why We Can't Have Nice Things

Paris spreading gossip about Lorelai and Max just to hurt Rory

Did you think I wouldn't hear all the things you said about me? / This is why we can't have nice things

S1 E12 – You Belong With Me

Luke attempting to ask Lorelai out after her disastrous double date

If you could see that I'm the one / Who understands you / Been here all along / So, why can't you see? / You belong with me

S1 E13 – Bejeweled

This song fits the fun, sparkly concert vibe of the Bangles episode ✨

What's a girl gonna do? / I polish up nice / Best believe I'm still bejeweled / When I walk in the room / I can still make the whole place shimmer

S1 E14 – Everything Has Changed

Rory & Dean’s special date night (You'll be mine and I'll be yours / All I know since yesterday / Is everything has changed) and Luke openly flirting with Lorelai as they plan to paint the diner (And all my walls / Stood tall painted blue / But I'll take 'em down, take 'em down / And open up the door for you)

S1 E15 – betty

Lorelai realizing she let Luke down when she missed their painting date and showing up at the diner to beg his forgiveness

The only thing I wanna do / Is make it up to you

S1 E16 – cardigan

Rachel coming back into town to try to reignite her and Luke’s old romance

But I knew you'd linger like a tattoo kiss / I knew you'd haunt all of my what-ifs / And when I felt like I was an old cardigan / Under someone's bed / You put me on and said I was your favorite

S1 E17 – If This Were A Movie

Rory pining for Dean and wallowing after their breakup

Come back, come back, come back to me like / You would, you would if this was a movie / Stand in the rain outside 'til I came out/ I know that we could work it out somehow / But if this was a movie you'd be here by now

S1 E18 – Foolish One

Paris falling for Tristan while he never had real feelings for her

You give me just enough attention to keep my hopes too high / Wishful thoughts forget to mention when something's really not right / And I will block out these voices of reason in my head

S1 E19 – All of the Girls You've Loved Before

Lorelai learns more about Rachel and realizes how Luke & Rachel's past relationship shaped him into the man he is today

Your mother brought you up loyal and kind / Teenage love taught you there's good in goodbye / Every woman that you knew brought you here

S1 E20 – Bye Bye Baby

Rachel’s POV as she leaves Luke, knowing it's over for good this time

Bye, bye, baby / I want you bad but it's come down to nothing / And all I have is your sympathy / 'Cause you took me home but you just couldn't keep me

S1 E21 – That's When

Rory finally telling Dean she loves him and the two of them reuniting

I said, "I know" / When you said, "I did you wrong, made mistakes / And put you through all of this" / Then through the phone / Came all your tears / And I said "Leave those all in our past" / And you said "When can I come back?"

Season 2

S2 E1 – But Daddy I Love Him

Rory standing up to Richard when he criticizes Dean at Friday Night dinner

He was chaos, he was revelry / If all you want is gray for me / Then it's just white noise, and it's my choice / Screaming "But Daddy I love him!"

S2 E2 – Stay Beautiful

Luke coming to Lorelai's engagement party alone and watching her dance with Max

And when you find everything you've looked for / I hope your love leads you back to my door / Oh, but if it don't, stay beautiful

S2 E3 – Midnight Rain

Lorelai calls it off with Max because she realizes they aren’t the right fit and she doesn’t really love him

He was sunshine, I was midnight rain / He wanted it comfortable / I wanted that pain / He wanted a bride / I was making my own name

S2 E4 – Getaway Car

Lorelai and Rory hit the road after Lorelai calls off the wedding

I was ridin' in a getaway car / I was cryin' in a getaway car / I was dyin' in a getaway car / Said goodbye in a getaway car

S2 E5 – I Hate It Here

Jess arrives in Stars Hollow and hates the small town feel, often turning to books for escape

I'm lonely but I'm good / I'm bitter but I swear I'm fine / I'll save all my romanticism for my inner life and I'll get lost on purpose / This place made me feel worthless

S2 E6 – Glitch

Lorelai is clearly falling for Chris again before he reveals (awkwardly late in the game) that he's seeing someone and she snaps out of it; this matches the “counterfeit” nature of the relationship portrayed in Glitch

I think there's been a glitch / Five seconds later, I'm fastening myself to you with a stitch / And I'm not even sorry / Nights are so starry, blood moonlit / It must be counterfeit

S2 E7 – Shake It Off

Rory does indeed shake it off in this episode! She stands up for herself against Headmaster Charleston for unduly pressuring her to be more social, and then ends the episode doing exactly what she was criticized for doing before - reading alone at lunch and still ✨thriving✨

'Cause the players gonna play, play, play, play, play / And the haters gonna hate, hate, hate, hate, hate / Baby, I'm just gonna shake, shake, shake, shake, shake / I shake it off, I shake it off

S2 E8 – I Can Fix Him (No Really I Can)

Rory calls Jess out for making life harder for Luke, and he actually takes her words to heart

And I could see it from a mile away / A perfect case for my certain skillset / He had a halo of the highest grade / He just hadn't met me yet

S2 E9 – long story short

Rory feeling guilty about her kiss with Tristan that she didn’t tell Dean about

Pushed from the precipice / Clung to the nearest lips / Long story short, it was the wrong guy

S2 E10 – I Can See You

Jess & Rory's emotional affair continues, with Jess crashing Rory's sleigh ride and her furtive glance at him at the end of the episode (that Dean definitely notices)

But what would you do if I went to touch you now? / What would you do if they never found us out? / What would you do if we never made a sound? / ‘Cause I can see you

S2 E11 – dorothea

Lane and Rory begin drifting apart after Rory starts going to Chilton, but at the end of the day, they always find a way back to each other

Hey Dorothea / Do you ever stop and think about me? / When we were younger / Down in the park / Honey, making a lark of the misery / You got shiny friends since you left town / A tiny screen's the only place I see you now / And I got nothing but well wishes for ya

S2 E12 – Dear Reader

This song captures Richard’s loneliness and listlessness in this episode, as well as the irony of him constantly badgering Lori with unsolicited advice about her life and job when he is unemployed & clearly miserable

If you knew where I was walking / To a house, not a home, all alone 'cause nobody's there / No one sees when you lose / When you're playing solitaire

S2 E13 – Guilty As Sin?

Rory and Jess continue developing more than friend feelings for each other

Without ever touchin’ his skin / how can I be guilty as sin?

S2 E14 – White Horse

Lorelai reacting to Christopher’s new relationship and realizing she had always been waiting on him

I was a dreamer before you went and let me down / Now it's too late for you and your white horse / To come around

S2 E15 – I Did Something Bad

Jess steals Dean's bracelet from Rory and clearly gives no fucks about Lorelai catching him returning it

S2 E16 – no body, no crime

Paris comes through in a big way to cover for Rory with Dean, like a true ride or die friend

S2 E17 – It's Nice to Have a Friend

Lorelai is there as a steadfast friend for Luke while he plans for his uncle’s funeral, helping cover for him at the diner and comforting him when his family doesn't show

S2 E18 - right where you left me

A very forlorn Dean sitting on the Gilmore porch at the end of the episode, waiting for Rory

If our love died young, I can't bear witness / And it's been so long / But if you ever think you got it wrong / I'm right where you left me

S2 E19 – Out of the Woods

Jess & Rory get in a car accident, a metaphor for their connection getting a little too real, a little too fast

Are we out of the woods? / Remember when you hit the brakes too soon? / 20 stitches in a hospital room / When you started crying, baby, I did too / But when the sun came up, I was looking at you

S2 E20 – State of Grace

Rory and Jess dealing with the fallout from the accident and the town and Rory's family turning against him, all while harboring feelings for each other

So you were never a saint / And I've loved in shades of wrong

S2 E21 – Treacherous

Rory drops everything to visit Jess in New York and misses Lorelai's graduation

I'd be smart to walk away / But you're quicksand / This slope is treacherous / And I, I, I like it

S2 E22 –

Fortnight

Lorelai and Christopher’s brief romantic night together before the bomb drops about Sherry's pregnancy

I love you, it's ruining my life

ivy

Rory kissing Jess at Sookie’s wedding when she's still with Dean

Oh, goddamn / My pain fits in the palm of your freezing hand / Taking mine, but it's been promised to another

Season 3

S3 E1 –

The Prophecy

Lorelai talking to Luke, wishing she could find “the whole package” in a partner

Please / I've been on my knees / Change the prophecy / Don't want money / Just someone who wants my company

Cruel Summer

Rory’s jealousy over seeing Jess with Shane

Killing me slow, out the window / I'm always waiting for you to be waiting below / Devils roll the dice, angels roll their eyes / What doesn't kill me makes me want you more

S3 E2 – The Smallest Man Who Ever Lived

Christopher trying in vain to fix things with Lorelai after he already chose Sherry

And in plain sight you hid / But you are what you did / And I'll forget you, but I'll never forgive / The smallest man who ever lived

S3 E3 – Delicate

Lane and Dave meeting for the first time and Lane being head-over-heels for him

Is it cool that I said all that? / Is it chill that you're in my head? / 'Cause I know that it's delicate

S3 E4 – Last Great American Dynasty

LGAD’s themes relate perfectly to Lane’s hair-dying rebellion in this episode, as well as the Stars Hollow High students’ fascination with Lorelai’s teen mom journey

There goes the maddest woman this town has ever seen / She had a marvelous time ruinin' everything

S3 E5 – Dancing With Our Hands Tied

This song about the frustration of having to hide a relationship relates well to this episode when Jess fixes the sprinklers for Rory, but turns them back on to allow Dean to come and be the hero – all the while, the two are pushing down their secret feelings for each other

S3 E6 – Look What You Made Me Do

Lorelai & Rory devil egging Jess’ car, classic 😂

S3 E7 – High Infidelity

Rory is unable to hide her feelings for Jess (in PUBLIC, no less) and Dean finally breaks up with her

You know there's many different ways / That you can kill the one you love / The slowest way is never loving them enough

S3 E8 – Don't You

When Rory visits Dean to apologize, this song captures how much it hurts him to know she’s moving on with someone else

Don't you smile at me and ask me how I've been / Don't you say you've missed me if you don't want me again / You don't know how much I feel I love you still

S3 E9 – Stay, Stay, Stay

Luke secretly being disappointed that Lorelai and Rory were going to skip his Thanksgiving! So pure

Stay, stay, stay / I've been loving you for quite some time, time, time / You think that it's funny when I'm mad, mad, mad / But I think that it's best if we both stay

S3 E10 – coney island

This song always reminds me of Jess’ clear lack of interest in going to the carnival with Rory until he hears Dean is coming, especially the line: sorry for not winning you an arcade ring

S3 E11 – Bad Blood

Francie causing the rift between Rory and Paris

Did you think we'd be fine? / Still got scars on my back from your knife / So don't think it's in the past / These kinds of wounds they last and they last

S3 E12 – Invisible

Luke teaching Lorelai to fish so she can go on a date with Alex

And all I think about is how to make you think of me / And everything that we could be

S3 E13 – You're On Your Own Kid

16-year old Lorelai having Rory and leaving home

S3 E14 – Welcome to New York

Sookie, Jackson, Lorelai, and Alex going to New York City for date night

S3 E15 – willow

Rory waiting by the phone for Jess to call

Wherever you stray, I follow / I'm begging for you to take my hand / Wreck my plans / That's my man

S3 E16 – The Man

Paris having her public meltdown about not getting into her dream school and thinking it's because she slept with Jamie; this episode speaks to the double standard between men/women when it comes to sex and promiscuity

S3 E17 – Wildest Dreams

Lorelai telling Like about the dream she had about them being married and pregnant with twins

Say you'll see me again / Even if it's just in your wildest dreams

S3 E18 – Starlight

Rory surprising Lorelai with a big birthday bash

The whole place / Was dressed to the nines / And we were dancing, dancing / Like we're made of starlight

S3 E19 – My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys

Jess being a dick to Rory at the party and getting in a fight with Dean

My boy only breaks his favorite toys / I'm queen of sand castles he destroys / Cause it fit too right / Puzzle pieces in the dead of night / Should've known it was a matter of time / Oh, my boy only breaks his favorite toys

S3 E20 – All You Had to Do Was Stay

Jess planning to leave town but never telling Rory, abruptly ending their relationship

I've been picking up the pieces of the mess you made / People like you always want back the love they pushed aside / But people like me are gone forever when you say goodbye

S3 E21 – I Can Do It With a Broken Heart

Rory doing her best to move on after Jess’ sudden departure

'Cause I'm a real tough kid, I can handle my shit / They said, "Babe, you gotta fake it 'til you make it" and I did

S3 E22 – Red

Rory calls Jess to finally end things for good

Losing him was blue, like I'd never known / Missing him was dark gray, all alone / Forgetting him was like trying to know / Somebody you never met / But loving him was red

Season 4

S4 E1 – Should've Said No

Luke, my pal… although you’re not a cheater as the song describes, you still should've said no and gone home

S4 E2 – The Best Day

Rory immediately misses Lorelai after moving into her dorm and calls her back to Yale for a sleepover

I love you for giving me your eyes / Staying back and watching me shine and / I didn't know if you knew / So I'm taking this chance to say / That I had the best day with you today

S4 E3 – Tied Together with a Smile

As it turns out it, Sookie has been harboring secret fears about her impending motherhood, and Lorelai is there to reassure and comfort her

S4 E4 – I Almost Do

Drunk Dean still pining for Rory at his bachelor party

S4 E5 – Untouchable

How I imagine Luke felt as he died a thousand silent deaths during his first ~totally platonic~ movie night with Lorelai

Untouchable like a distant diamond sky / I'm reaching out and I just can't tell you why / I'm caught up in you

S4 E6 – Jump Then Fall

Kirk and Lulu’s first date is adorable and magical, just like this song

I realize your laugh is the best sound I have ever heard / I like the way I can't keep my focus / I watch you talk, you didn't notice / I hear the words but all I can think is, we should be together

S4 E7 – King of My Heart

Lorelai's (pleasant) surprise at Jason asking her out and their instant attraction to each other

Late in the night, the city's asleep / Your love is a secret I'm hoping, dreaming, dying to keep / Change my priorities / The taste of your lips is my idea of luxury

S4 E8 – Anti-Hero

Rory writes a mean-spirited review of a ballerina and has to deal with the blowback (not that she takes much responsibility for it)

It’s me, hi, I’m the problem, it’s me

S4 E9 – mad woman

Emily's (completely valid) reaction to learning Richard has been lying for years about meeting Pennilyn Lott

Every time you call me crazy / I get more crazy / What about that? / And when you say I seem angry / I get more angry / And there's nothin' like a mad woman

S4 E10 – Dress

Lorelai and Jason's steamy, secret love affair

You made your mark on me, golden tattoo / Only bought this dress so you could take it off

S4 E11 – Say Don’t Go

Lorelai clearly feeling upset and betrayed by Luke’s alleged move, with Luke pressing her to admit why she cares so much

I'm holdin' out hope for you to / Say, "Don't go" / I would stay forever if you say, "Don't go"

S4 E12 – closure

Rory has moved on enough that she doesn't need closure from Jess, but she’s still clearly affected seeing him back in town

It wasn't right / The way it all went down / Looks like you know that now

S4 E13 – Back to December

Jess comes back to town and tells Rory he loves her, knowing it won't change anything

So this is me swallowin' my pride / Standin' in front of you sayin' I'm sorry for that night / And I go back to December all the time / It turns out freedom ain't nothin' but missin' you / Wishin' I'd realized what I had when you were mine / I'd go back to December, turn around and make it alright / I go back to December all the time

S4 E14 – The Archer

Rory and Lorelai fall apart from the pressure in their lives and turn to Dean and Luke for support

All the king's horses, all the king's men / Couldn't put me together again / Help me hold on to you

S4 E15 – tolerate it

Emily goes on a wild shopping spree while feeling ignored by Richard, and he doesn't even notice the new apples she bought for the dining table, claiming he’s always liked them

Lay the table with the fancy shit / And watch you tolerate it / If it's all in my head tell me now / Tell me I've got it wrong somehow / I know my love should be celebrated / But you tolerate it

S4 E16 – Safe and Sound

Richard navigating the grief of losing his mother by locking himself away in his office to block out the outside world

Don't you dare look out your window, darling, everything's on fire / The war outside our door keeps raging on / Hold onto this lullaby even when the music's gone

S4 E17 – Florida!!!

Rory & Paris head to Florida for spring break and they drink, party, and even kiss

Florida is one hell of a drug

S4 E18 – False God

Jason and Lorelai’s relationship is exposed, marking the beginning of the end for them

We were crazy to think this could work

S4 E19 – Wonderland

Lorelai snaps back to reality when Jason goes after her father, and she breaks up with him

Ooh, didn't it all seem new and exciting? / I felt your arms twisting around me / I should've slept with one eye open at night

S4 E20 –

Electric Touch

Luke realizing he has feelings for Lorelai and acting on them by asking her to the wedding; All I know is this could either break my heart or bring it back to life

The Manuscript

Paris reflects on her relationship with Asher and the age difference after he has a heart attack scare; She thought about how he said since she was so wise beyond her years / Everything had been above board / She wasn't sure

S4 E21 –

The Last Time

Jess making one final plea for Rory to leave with him; Find myself at your door / Just like all those times before / I'm not sure how I got there / All roads, they lead me here

Daylight

Luke & Lorelai's first dance together; I don't wanna look at anything else now that I saw you / I don't wanna think of anything else now that I thought of you

S4 E22 – invisible string

Luke and Lorelai finally acting on their mutual feelings for each other

And isn't it just so pretty to think / All along there was some / Invisible string / Tying you to me?

Season 5

S5 E1 – Our Song

This rollicking couples anthem is a fitting representation of Rory and Dean’s cringey opening scene, trying to pick a theme song after they just did the nasty

S5 E2 – august

Lindsay finding out about Rory & Dean’s infidelity; you weren't mine to lose

S5 E3 – cowboy like me

Luke & Lorelai committing to their relationship; “I am all in”

S5 E4 – ‘tis the damn season

Rory and Dean try to come back together like old times

'Tis the damn season, write this down / I'm stayin' at my parents' house / And the road not taken looks real good now / And it always leads to you in my hometown

S5 E5 – Snow on the Beach

Zack finally confesses his feelings to Lane and they realize they feel the same about each other

Are we falling like snow on the beach? / Weird but fucking beautiful / Flying in a dream, stars by the pocketful / You wanting me tonight feels impossible / But it's comin' down, no sound, it's all around / Like snow on the beach

S5 E6 – Mastermind

Rory pursuing the story of the Life and Death Brigade mystery and getting closer to Logan in the process, as if it was all planned out

If you fail to plan, you plan to fail / Strategy sets the scene for the tale / I'm the wind in our free-flowing sails / And the liquor in our cocktails

S5 E7 – Enchanted

The beginning of Rory & Logan’s whirlwind love story (compete with ballgown ✨)

This is me praying that / This was the very first page / Not where the story line ends / My thoughts will echo your name, until I see you again / These are the words I held back, as I was leaving too soon / I was enchanted to meet you

S5 E8 – Last Kiss

Dean realizing he doesn't belong with Rory anymore and ending things for good

So I'll watch your life in pictures like I used to watch you sleep / And I feel you forget me like I used to feel you breathe / And I'll keep up with our old friends just to ask them how you are / Hope it's nice where you are

S5 E9 – The Way I Loved You

Emily going on a date with someone new after the separation from Richard and crying afterwards

He can't see the smile I'm faking / And my heart's not breaking / 'Cause I'm not feeling anything at all

S5 E10 – So It Goes…

Paris & Doyle’s spontaneous hook-up after speed dating

And all the pieces fall, right into place / Getting caught up in a moment / Lipstick on your face, so it goes / I'm yours to keep and I'm yours to lose

S5 E11 – seven

Lorelai being there for Christopher after his dad dies because of their long history (even though Strobe was an asshole)

S5 E12 – Timeless

Richard and Emily finally reconciling because like them or not, they're definitely soulmates

I'm gonna love you when our hair is turnin' gray / We'll have a cardboard box of photos of the life we've made / And you'll say, “Oh my, we really were timeless”

S5 E13 – How Did It End?

Luke and Lorelai breaking up after the wedding and the town seeing they returned separately, starting the rumor mill

Guess who we ran into at the shops? / Walking in circles like she was lost / Didn't you hear? They called it all off / One gasp and then / How did it end?

S5 E14 – Hits Different

Lorelai reeling from the breakup, knowing Luke was the one

Movin' on was always easy for me to do / It hits different / It hits different 'cause it's you

S5 E15 – Death By a Thousand Cuts

Luke and Lorelai still pining for each other during the Fiddler on the Roof love song

And what once was ours is no one's now / I see you everywhere / The only thing we share / Is this small town / You said it was a great love / One for the ages / But if the story's over / Why am I still writing pages? / 'Cause saying goodbye is death by a thousand cuts

S5 E16 – Afterglow

Afterglow is the perfect song to play when Luke comes to Lorelai’s house to reconcile

It's all me in my head / I'm the one who burned us down / But it's not what I meant / I'm sorry that I hurt you / I don't wanna do this to you / I don't wanna lose this with you

S5 E17 – Blank Space

Logan getting jealous when Rory goes to the party with Robert and acting a fool

I get drunk on jealousy / But you'll come back each time you leave

S5 E18 – Now That We Don't Talk

Rory and Logan’s communication gone cold

I call my mom, she said that it was for the best / Remind myself the more I gave, you'd want me less / I cannot be your friend / So I pay the price of what I lost / And what it cost / Now that we don't talk

S5 E19 – I Know Places

Logan extricating Rory from his disastrous family dinner

Let them say what they want, we won't hear it / Loose lips sink ships all the damn time / Not this time

S5 E20 – I Knew You Were Trouble

Lorelai is clearly not a huge fan of Logan’s antics in this episode, and she calls him out on it

S5 E21 –

New Year's Day

This song is the perfect fit for the sweet scene in the limo between Luke & Lorelai

You squeeze my hand three times in the back of the taxi / I can tell that it's gonna be a long road / I'll be there if you're the toast of the town, babe / Or if you strike out and you're crawling home

Fresh Out the Slammer

The theme song for when Rory & Logan get arrested for stealing the yacht, lol

Now, pretty baby, I'm running back home to you / Fresh out the slammer, I know who my first call will be to

S5 E22 – this is me trying

Rory’s fallout with Lorelai and quitting Yale

They told me all of my cages were mental / So I got wasted like all my potential / And my words shoot to kill when I'm mad / I have a lot of regrets about that / I was so ahead of the curve, the curve became a sphere / Fell behind on my classmates, and I ended up here

Season 6

S6 E1 – Lover

Luke accepting Lorelai’s marriage proposal and talking about having kids together someday

I take this magnetic force of a man to be my lover / My heart's been borrowed and yours has been blue / All's well that ends well to end up with you

S6 E2 – The Bolter

Lorelai promises Sookie she's “not going to bolt” this time with Luke

S6 E3 – You Are In Love

Luke staying up all night to take care of Paul Anka (even though he claims to not even like dogs) because of how much he loves Lorelai

Morning, his place / Burnt toast, Sunday / You keep his shirt / He keeps his word / And for once, you let go / Of your fears and your ghosts

S6 E4 – my tears ricochet

Rory and Lorelai continuing their feud and barely speaking to each other

And I can go anywhere I want / Anywhere I want, just not home

S6 E5 – thanK you aIMee

Rory seeing the Huntzburgers again after they insulted her at dinner and Mitchum told her she couldn’t hack it as a journalist

And it wasn't a fair fight, or a clean kill / Each time that Aimee stomped across my grave

S6 E6 – Crazier

Rory telling Logan she loves him for the first time (ever!)

You lift my feet off the ground / You spin me around / You make me crazier, crazier / Feels like I'm falling and I / I'm lost in your eyes / You make me crazier, crazier, crazier

S6 E7 – Sad Beautiful Tragic

The tragic nature of this song fits Lorelai and Rory reuniting for the first time since their separation and realizing they’re basically strangers

Distance, timing / Breakdown, fighting / Silence, the train runs off its tracks

S6 E8 – Style

Jess coming back into Rory’s life and being the only one who knows her well enough to call her out about her decision to leave school; we never go out of style

S6 E9 – Innocent

Rory finally comes home and deals with her shit

Time turns flames to embers / You'll have new Septembers / Every one of us has messed up too

S6 E10 – You’re Not Sorry

Lane breaks up with Zack when he sabotages their gig

You don't have to call anymore / I won't pick up the phone / This is the last straw / Don't wanna hurt anymore / And you can tell me that you're sorry / But I don't believe you baby / Like I did before / You're not sorry

S6 E11 – 22

Lorelai and Rory go to Atlantic City to celebrate her birthday

It seems like one of those nights / We ditch the whole scene / And end up dreaming instead of sleeping

S6 E12 – Maroon

This song relates to two Gilmore relationships on the rocks in this episode - Logan doing everything he can to earn Rory back with flowers, gifts, and words; “You were standin' hollow-eyed in the hallway / Carnations you had thought were roses, that's us” and Lorelai learning that Luke kept April from her; “When the silence came, we were shaking blind and hazy / How the hell did we lose sight of us again?”

S6 E13 – The Alchemy

Logan saving the day at the Yale Daily News

Cheers chanted, ‘cause they said / There was no chance, trying to be / The greatest in the league / Where's the trophy? / He just comes running over to me / Honestly, who are we to fight the alchemy?

S6 E14 – Karma

Paris alienating the entire Daily News staff, getting ousted, and then turning on Rory when she gets the editor position

You're talking shit for the hell of it / Addicted to betrayal, but you're relevant / You're terrified to look down / 'Cause if you dare, you'll see the glare / Of everyone you burned just to get there / It's coming back around

S6 E15 – you're losing me

Luke being a complete jerk to Lorelai at Martha’s Vineyard when she’s trying desperately to reconnect with him

Do something, babe, say something / Lose something, babe, risk something / Choose something, babe, I got nothing / To believe / Unless you're choosin' me

S6 E16 – Babe

Rory learning that Logan slept with all of Honor’s bridesmaids during their separation

Since you admitted it, I keep picturing / Her lips on your neck, I can't unsee it / I hate that because of you, I can't love you, babe

S6 E17 – Renegade

Lorelai struggling with Luke shutting her out when it comes to April

Is it insensitive for me to say / Get your shit together? / So I can love you / Is it really your anxiety / That stops you from giving me everything? / Or do you just not want to?

S6 E18 – Sweeter Than Fiction

Rory seeing Jess’ success as a writer and telling him how proud she is of what he has achieved

I'll be one of the many saying / Look at you now / I'll be one of the many saying / You made us proud

S6 E19 – Paper Rings

Lane and Zack get married in this episode, and Paper Rings feels like the perfect soundtrack for their friends to lovers story

I like shiny things, but I'd marry you with paper rings / Uh huh, that's right / Darling, you're the one I want and / I hate accidents except when we went from friends to this

S6 E20 – Labyrinth

Rory falling back in love with Logan after she almost lost him to the accident

Oh, I'm falling in love / I thought the plane was going down / How'd you turn it right around?

S6 E21 – it’s time to go

Lorelai realizing the wedding with Luke isn’t going to happen

That old familiar body ache / The snaps from the same little breaks in your soul / You know when it's time to go

S6 E22 – So Long, London

Lorelai giving her final ultimatum to Luke and then sleeping with Christopher

You swore that you loved me but where were the clues? / I died on the altar waiting for the proof

Season 7

S7 E1 –

Come Back… Be Here

Rory missing Logan in London

Castles Crumbling

Lorelai having to tell Luke that she slept with Christopher

Never wanted you to hate me / My castle's crumbling down / And I watch all my bridges burn to the ground / And you don't want to know me / I will just let you down

S7 E2 – Would've, Could've, Should've

Lane’s regret at her life being turned upside down by such an early pregnancy instead of being able to follow her musical dreams

Give me back my girlhood, it was mine first :(

S7 E3 – The Tortured Poets Department

This song is a good metaphor for the words-based connection that Rory develops with Logan to deal with the long-distance; Who else decodes you?

S7 E4 – New Romantics

A fun girl anthem to commemorate Rory meeting Lucy and Olivia in this episode

We are too busy dancing / To get knocked off our feet / Baby, we're the new romantics / The best people in life are free

S7 E5 – The Outside

Rory feeling like she doesn’t belong in Logan’s new business world

And I can still see you, this ain't the best view / On the outside looking in / I've been a lot of lonely places / I've never been on the outside

S7 E6 – The Black Dog

This song is fitting for Luke going on a date at a vegan restaurant with April’s swim coach who he has absolutely nothing in common with, lol

S7 E7 – Paris

Christopher & Lorelai get married in Paris; cue Chris singing I wanna brainwash you / Into loving me forever

S7 E8 – Suburban Legends

Rory and Logan going to his fancy work party together, then falling out when Rory judges everyone not realizing that she's one of them

You were so magnetic it was almost obnoxious / Flush with the currency of cool / I was always turning out my empty pockets

S7 E9 – So High School

Paris & Doyle aggressively tearing up at the dance floor at Lucy’s 2002 party is peak high school vibes

And in a blink of a crinkling eye / I'm sinking, our fingers entwined / Cheeks pink in the twinkling lights / Tell me 'bout the first time you saw me

S7 E10 – The Story of Us

Christopher realizing that he rushed Lorelai into marriage before she was ready and now she’s becoming distant

Oh, a simple complication / Miscommunications lead to fall out / So many things that I wish you knew / So many walls up I can't break through

S7 E12 – exile

Chris finding the character reference for Luke and realizing he was always Lorelai’s second choice

All this time, I never learned to read your mind / I couldn't turn things around / 'Cause you never gave a warning sign (I gave so many signs)

S7 E13 – The Moment I Knew

Christopher ignoring Lorelai’s calls when Richard winds up in the hospital again, while Luke immediately shows up with food and offers to help

You called me later / And said, "I'm sorry, I didn't make it" / And I said, "I'm sorry too" / And that was the moment I knew

S7 E14 – Better Man

Lorelai and Chris ending their marriage; this song is especially relevant to Lorelai’s “You're the man I want to want” line

Sometimes, in the middle of the night, I can feel you again / But I just miss you, and I just wish you were a better man / But I know why we had to say goodbye like the back of my hand / But I just miss you, and I just wish you were a better man

S7 E15 – Tell Me Why

Emily going from complimenting Lorelai about her independence to being cold and uncaring again in the morning

You could write a book on / How to ruin someone's perfect day

S7 E16 – Robin

An ode to Lane’s unborn sons ❤️

Way to go, tiger / Higher and higher / Wilder and lighter / For you / Long may you roar / At your dinosaurs

S7 E17 – Peter

This song represents Logan's Peter Pan regression in this episode, when Rory fights with him about his immature reaction to his business deal going wrong

I hoped you'd return / With your feet on the ground / Tell me all that you'd learned / 'Cause love's never lost when perspective is earned

S7 E18 – Clean

Lorelai has finally washed her hands of Christopher and is ready to move on, and she and Luke reconnect to talk about where things went wrong

Rain came pouring down / When I was drowning, that's when I could finally breathe / And by morning / Gone was any trace of you, I think I am finally clean

S7 E19 – I'm Only Me When I'm With You

Luke and Lorelai fight about buying a new Jeep, and it's a welcome return to normalcy for them

Well, you drive me crazy half the time / The other half I'm only trying / To let you know that what I feel is true / And I'm only me when I'm with you

S7 E20 – loml

Lorelai bares her soul for Luke at karaoke, clearly still feeling the loss of him

If you know it in one glimpse, it's legendary / You and I go from one kiss to getting married / Still alive, killing time at the cemetery / Never quite buried / You're the loss of my life

S7 E21 – Champagne Problems

Rory turning down Logan's marriage proposal

Your mom's ring in your pocket / My picture in your wallet / Your heart was glass, I dropped it / Champagne problems

S7 E22 – This Love

Luke and Lorelai finally reuniting after all they've been through; this is the THE Luke & Lorelai song in my book

This love is good / This love is bad / This love is alive back from the dead / These hands had to let it go free / This love came back to me

A Year in the Life

Winter – marjorie

The Gilmores grieving the loss of Richard

And if I didn't know better / I'd think you were listening to me now / If I didn't know better / I'd think you were still around / What died didn't stay dead / What died didn't stay dead / You're alive, you're alive in my head

Spring – Nothing New

Rory floundering, trying to find a career and purpose; this is absolutely the most Rory-coded song of Taylor’s

Lord, what will become of me / Once I've lost my novelty?

And I wake up in the middle of the night / It's like I can feel time moving / How can a person know everythin' at 18 / But nothin' at 22? / And will you still want me / When I'm nothing new?

Summer – illicit affairs

Rory finally breaks things off with Logan after months of cheating

Take the road less traveled by / Tell yourself you can always stop / What started in beautiful rooms / Ends with meetings in parking lots / And that's the thing about illicit affairs / And clandestine meetings and stolen stares / They show their truth one single time / But they lie, and they lie, and they lie / A million little times

Fall –

Sweet Nothing

Luke and Lorelai finally getting married, never happier

You're in the kitchen humming / All that you ever wanted from me was sweet nothing

All Too Well

Jess still pining for Rory as one of the last shots of the series

'Cause there we are again on that little town street / You almost ran the red 'cause you were lookin' over at me / Wind in my hair, I was there / I remember it all too well

Thanks for reading if you made it this far!

#gilmore girls #taylor swift #gilmore girls x taylor swift #this was a labor of love lol #the hardest were the filler episodes #particularly proud of the luke & lorelai soundtrack #luke x lorelai #rory x jess #java junkie #literati

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"What about you, Maggie?" Lori's voice comes from downstairs. "Can we get you anything?"

"Naw, that's okay. I just wish my Dad was here, that's all... House feels so wrong without him."

Plodding back down the stairs, I find the three women sitting in the living room together, still talking. They look like a group of friends like this. I quietly take a seat next to them on the vintage sofa, hugging a cushion to my chest. I think I'd rather be out in the woods, laying in a patch of sunny dirt or climbing a stumpy tree, but I wouldn't make it five feet past the fence, not with Dale on watch. So I'm better here.

"He always knows what to do." Maggie muses sullenly. She got a weighty, tired look about her. "Guess I feel wrong without him, too."

"You're doing your best." Lori reassures her. "Those three, they're good at what they do. I'm sure they'll be back with your Dad soon."

She gives a little huff. "Good at killin' folk. We heard what happened to Shane, y'know. Not like it's a secret."

She's right. Ain't a secret. It's the opposite. Everybody knows Rick shot his best friend in the chest and my Dad finished the job.

"It sounds bad." Jacqui stammers, 'cause it does. "But there was no way they were gonna let him take off with Harley. No way in Hell."

"I'm not sayin' they would've," She lilts, "And I don't blame 'em. But I'm just wonderin' what that might do a person, what it means for 'em."

"It means they'll do whatever it takes to protect their own." Lori calmly explains. "Whatever happens after that is worth the trouble."

"Rick's a good person, Maggie. So is Daryl. So is Glenn. Life is so different for us now that goodness doesn't look the same, anymore."

"I've never had to kill for my family." She fiddles with a stray thread on her jeans. "Life ain't thrown that at me, yet."

"Well, one day, it will." Lori says truthfully. "And when it does, you'll still be a good person, too."

"There was a moment, with Glenn." Her gaze flits between two vague points on the floor as she speaks. "At the pharmacy. We'd split up to save time. I was in the back by myself, pickin' around for meds, and these... these two cold hands grabbed me. They were so much stronger than I thought. I couldn't pry 'em offa me. I couldn't... I had my gun on me but I couldn't. Glenn had to do it for me."

I've had those hands on me before. I can tell she can still feel them on her, too, by the way she shivers. Gross. Best to ignore it.

She shakes her head. "I guess the definition of murder's a lil' skewed nowadays. It ain't always in cold blood like the bible says."

"It isn't." She agrees. "Putting down Shane wasn't all that different from putting down a walker, and we just have to be okay with that."

My body goes cold all at once. I lock eyes with her across the room, dark and cutting. She got no idea what it was like watching him be lured, tricked, the life beaten out of him punch by punch. Nobody should be okay with that. It ain't the same. "How can you say that?"

He was human. I know, 'cause when I held his hand, it was warm. He could think, and feel, and hope. He could bleed.

She gapes a little, glancing at the other women like they'll know what to say. "I— I just meant—"

"He weren't dead." He was somethin' more complicated than that. I know he's gone, but Rick said he'd cherish his memories of him, the good ones, the old ones that are a little harder to recognise, so I will too. "He was sick and hopeful and alive. He was in pain when he died."

"Sweetie," Jacqui breathes beside me, brushing back a lock from my temple, pulling me into a hug. "We know that."

"I'm sorry." She sighs. "I can't... I can't imagine what that must've been like. For any of you. That was insensitive of me to say."

"It weren't nothin' like killin' a walker." I definitely ain't the brightest crayon in the box, but I still know what I saw was murder. It's just somethin' that you can feel, like my heart stunting right before the blood shot out Shane's back. Lori can pretend all she like, but it was different. Rick's a murderer, through and through, and so's my Dad, and so's almost everybody else, but we can still love 'em.

"I guess I just wish it was." She confesses a little sheepishly. "It'd make things a whole lot easier that way."

As Jacqui releases me, I frown, thinking of Dad. "Well, he is a murder. That's what we gotta be okay with."

Looking like somebody who doesn't, she mutters, "I know."

"Whole world's gone to horseshit." Maggie comes out and says, in a sudden way that almost makes us laugh. "Makes sense we would, too."

Jacqui grins, quirking a brow. "And we got that famous tater soup to get us through it, too."

"I think if anybody'd understand that, it'd be Harley." I feel my cheeks flush under her warm, green gaze. "How was Beth, by the way?"

"She seemed," I hesitate, afraid of saying the wrong thing. I'm good at doin' that. I could tell her that her baby sister thinks all she's good for is dyin', that she's revolted with herself just for bein' alive, but that's not the important part. "She seemed like she was sorry."

That surprises her, like she ain't think it was possible. Her face lights up a little as she asks, "She talk?"

I give a nod, making Jacqui snort, impressed. "We been tryna crack her since yesterday. Hardly given us a second glance."

"This is good." Maggie decides. "Y'know, that girl ought'a be sorry. Scared me and poor Daddy half to death, pullin' that stunt."

Maggie's real tough on the outside, 'cause she likes it that way, but it's obvious how on the inside she been worrying for Beth. Losing family to a gunshot, or a bite, or an unlucky mistake is awful enough, like the massacre at the barn, but to have 'em taken away from you 'cause they wanna be — That's a whole other brand of pain. I know they'd all be devastated if Beth had really died.

"Speaking of Herschel," Lori says, "You think he'd know anything about getting Harley a hearing aid? Types, sizes, things like that?"

"Ended up getting worse, did it?" She hums, even though she already knows, just so she can make a sympathetic face. "Well, I don't think his veterinarian knowledge will shine too bright there, but we had some old family friends who were deaf and hard of hearing." She says this part like Carl did, as if the existence of other deaf people will make me feel better. It don't really. "Picked up a thing or two."

"You wouldn't happen to have any spares left over, would you?"

"Naw," She regrets telling us, "They all lived separate to us."

"Hang on. That works." Jacqui butts in. "You got a whole list of addresses Rick and Daryl can hit for a hearing aid."

Oh, she's right. Search wouldn't be so blind that way. It's a strong start, and Rick and Dad have proven a strong start's all they need.

"Yeah. Suppose we do." I'm sure it ain't feel the best, having your old friends' houses looted, especially knowing the reasons they wouldn't exactly need their belongings anymore, but that don't stop her from giving us her blessing. "When they're back, I'll write 'em down for you."

"That would be an incredible help." Lori smiles, reaching out to cup her shoulder. "Our group would appreciate it very much."

"Told y'all," She drawls with her own weaker smile, grabbing her hand, squeezing it. "Ain't no trouble. Your problems are our problems."

It's starting to feel more like there ain't two groups on this farm, just one bigger, stronger one. I think if anybody were to look in on us without knowing who we are, they'd have a great deal of trouble tryna figure out who belongs to which side. I like that.

She gives her a grateful look before pulling away, nodding lightly. "The same goes for you."

"Thanks, Maggie." I mutter shyly, forcing myself to at least say that.

"Wouldn't just leave you hangin' like that." She tells me. "If you need a hearing aid and we can help you get one, it's as simple as that."

"Hey, I just had a thought. Do I have to learn sign language?"

Walking down the pebbled path with Carl in the late morning, lugging heavy buckets of water, I send him a deadpan look.

"English is hard enough, y'know." He says with a grunt. "But if that's gonna be your language, I'll learn."

When we reach the gate to the cow paddock, I toe the peg off the ground and push it open. "How 'boutchu just stop talkin' altogether?"

"Eugh. No." He cringes, following me through. The gate clicks shut behind us. "That sounds awful."

We make our way through the wispy, dry grass, trying our best not to spill too much water along the way. It ain't like we can't get more — The well on this side of the farm is conveniently walker-free — but we promised Maggie we'd do a good job filling the troughs for her. They're these bathtubs made of metal that cows and sheep like to drink from. They must have real big stomachs to handle all that water.

"You saw Beth, didn't you?" He asks as we haul the buckets onto the ledge, tipping the water in. "She's sad, isn't she?"

"Nah, she's more than sad." I explain. "She's, like, depressed. Doesn't wanna live."

He pulls back with a pout, squinting against the sun. "Doesn't wanna live?"

"Don't wanna live, wants to die. Same thing." I shake the last droplets out. "She's in shock. S'why she cut herself like that."

We fall back into step together, but I almost trip over myself when he comments sadly, "Kinda like you, right?"

"What?" I exclaim, "No. That's stupid."

The herd of black cows start to meander over at the sight of fresh water, the deep honk of their moooos carrying on the breeze.

"It's not stupid." He counters rather weakly. "Since Shane and Sophia died, you've been more than sad, too."

Just like his Dad, Carl pays more attention than I thought he did. I huff, "Well, ain't everyone?"

"I guess." He holds off on blurting his next thought, until he just can't hold it in anymore. "You're not gonna do what Beth did, right? Because that's what would make me sad. You're my best friend. Even if you were only in second grade. I-I won't have anyone to push on the swing, otherwise. I won't learn any new facts about mushrooms. I'd rather read you my comic a hundred more times than seeing you do that."

I stare at my boots as they scuff the dirt, step, step, step, so I don't gotta look at his round, freckled face.

"Mom and Dad say I have to be nice to you. But if I need to slap you to get those thoughts out your head," He warns, "I'll do it."

That makes me snap my head up. He puffs out his chest a little, juts his chin out. He don't look like the slapping sort at all.

That's an honest to god chuckle coming out my mouth. A soft, fond one. "You don't gotta hit me, Carl. I swear it."

As we come to a stop in front of the crumbling well, he tests out the feel of my answer in his head before nodding. "Good."

"And me, I'll hit ya, anyway." I joke, giving him a shove. "So hurry up and fill yer bucket, 'fore my hand slips and catches yer cheek."

His mouth lifts into a tiny smile. I don't got a real good way of saying it, but I'm lucky to have a boy like him as my best friend. I wouldn't lie to him like that. We lost Sophia already. Another grave would break him. It'd break everyone. My Dad would wanna stop living, too. Much as I can't handle the constant blows life keeps sending us, I can't handle that, neither. So, no. I won't do what Beth did, even if I really want to.

We make the back-and-forth trip from the trough to the well a handful more times before they're filled all the way up.

Before we leave, we give the cows some friendly scritches on their huffing snouts. They seem happy with their simple lot in life.

On the way back up the hill, we pass the oak tree again. Really, it's a graveyard, but I like calling it the oak tree better 'cause it don't feel so terrible to say. But in the end, it don't matter. It feels terrible anyway, 'cause there's Carol kneeling in front of the white roses, sniffling into her hands. Me and Carl share a look. She hasn't left the RV in days. I ain't sure what she does in there, but I imagine it looks a lot like this, shedding misery all over herself. I guess she decided to finally visit her daughter's grave. I bet she ain't even believed it was real 'til now.

I grab Carl's hand to tug him along so we can leave her be, but she's heard our footsteps. She looks up at us.

"You know," She croaks, sounding like she ain't slept for days, neither, "We'll see Sophia in heaven someday. She's in a better place now."

His fingers coil tighter around mine. We both know Sophia's actually just in that hole, which ain't a better place than anywhere.

"Heaven's just another lie." He blurts. My eyes go wide. You ain't meant to say that part aloud. "And if you believe it, you're an idiot."

I yank on him again, giving him a stern look, but he ain't budging, and Carol already heard him loud and clear anyway.

"That's a very nasty thing to say." She scolds him tearily, before standing and hurrying away.

As soon as she's out of earshot, I turn on Carl with my bucket reared back and smack him with it, but he dodges and I smack him again and he dodges, and the scuffle goes on like that for about a full minute. "You damn moron, why'd you go and tell her that? Now I'll really hit ya!"

"Well, it's true, isn't it?" He bickers, tryna steal the bucket off me. "No such thing as heaven. You die, you rot in the ground, and that's it."

He quickly side-steps another swing, so I just throw it at him and it clatters at his feet. "But you don't go tellin' people that!"

"I'll tell my Dad you threw a bucket at me!"

"I'll tell my Dad you're a stinkin' jerk-face!"

"That's a swear word!" He annoyingly quips, before taking off in a sprint up the path to escape me.

I snatch up my bucket and set off after him. "Hey! Get back here!"

I sure got a big mouth and a meaner streak than any other kid I ever met, but even I wouldn't've said that to Carol. Believing in heaven ain't gonna get nobody killed, so I say let her be an idiot in peace. All he managed to do was make her sadder than she already was.

I'm much faster than him so I'm about to grab the back of his shirt when Lori quickly steps in.

"Hey, hey, hey." She grabs my wrist and pulls me back from him. "Stop it. Both of you, this is ridiculous."

Before she's even finished speaking, Carl gets his defence in. "Mom, Harley threw a bucket at me."

As I roll my eyes and shake Lori offa me, she raises her brows. "Well, Carl, from what I heard from Carol, you might've deserved that."

"You can't go around willy nilly, calling people names." Carol tells him, her mouth a thin line on her tear-streaked face. "It's not right."

"Think about it. We've all gone through a big loss recently, and Carol doesn't need this right now. It doesn't matter if our beliefs—"

"But you know she's—"

She shushes him. "Don't talk. Just think. It's a good rule of thumb for life. Now you're gonna apologize to her, okay?"

I try not to get a little kick outta watching him begrudgingly recite, "I'm sorry I called you an idiot for believing in heaven."

No you ain't, I feel like saying just to annoy him, but I hold my tongue in case that gets me in trouble, too.

"Thank you." Carol accepts his apology 'cause it's the good thing to do. "I just hope you'll learn some manners from this."

Right as he's about to turn back into sassy Carl, Lori talks over him with a simple, "He will. And Harley, you think about your manners, too."

Oh, come on. "I only hit him 'cause he was bein' bad!"

"That's the problem, honey." She mutters awkwardly. Oh, right. That sort of punishment is bad. I forgot, but I don't even know why. "I'll have to talk to your Dad about that... In the meantime, you guys gonna get along or do we have to sort something out here?"

We mull over whether or not we wanna keep fighting, but we're the only kids here and we're best friends, so the choice is already settled.

She takes our silence as a positive. "Good. Now, go play nicely for a while. Shouldn't be long before the others get back."

Carol follows after her, much to my satisfaction, to go sit at the picnic table together, and not to slink back into the RV. I hope I'll see her around more often now, for her sake. Ain't good to be cooped up like that. Rick said that once.

Stuck with Carl again, I wordlessly drop my bucket in the dirt and sit against the fence. He could go play on his own, read a comic or somethin', but instead he follows suit and settles at my side, a non-annoying distance between us.

He quietly suggests, "You wanna bet a cookie on how long it's gonna take for 'em to get back?"

And of course, I say yes.

Carl's fallen asleep on my shoulder by the time the cars appear at the end of the driveway. I shake him awake, ignoring his blubbering, what, what is it. I get up and go running down the hill to greet them. It took them about an hour to get back. That means I earnt myself a cookie. There's Herschel, sitting in the passenger seat of Rick's car, by the looks of it, totally alive. Dad's truck lurches to a stop nearby. He hops out, and as I clock the brooding look on his face, I realize I got more than just a cookie to be worried about.

"Daddy, what's wrong?" I ask cluelessly, a little sad I didn't get the chance to hug him. "You ain't hurt, is you?"

Carl jogs up to my side. A few others gather around as Dad yanks the back door open and, holy shit, hauls a full-grown man out by the elbows, throwing him into the grass. We both jump back as if the stranger's diseased. What in the Hell?

As Rick comes around the car with a coil of rope slung over his shoulder, Lori exclaims, "Who the Hell is that?"

The door slams. The man groans in pain as he's forced to his feet by both men.

Ain't no friend of ours, I got that much figured out. He got a bag over his head and two vague pits for eyes, skinny torso, a bloody leg.

"Oh, fuck," He panics as they drag him like a sack of bricks through the crowd. "Oh, fuck, please, no."

Rick simply grunts, "Welcome back, Jim."

My jaw drops. This crippled man, it's Jim. They found him. Or they ran into him. Or they—? Did they capture him? As Glenn guides Herschel outta the car and Maggie rushes over to them, I stay with everyone else, tailing Rick and Dad and Jim, 'cause yeah, that's really him. Those are his lanky limbs and that's his dark arm hair and his broken wrist-watch right where it always was. I weren't expecting this at all.

"What's going on?" Dale demands to know. Exactly what I'm thinking. "What on Earth are you—?"

"Please," Jim begs. "My leg — It- It needs surgery. The tendon, it's fucked— I can't—"

"Ran into some fellers in town." He gruffly explains. "He was runnin' with 'em. Got his leg daggered on a fence."

"Running with them?" T-Dog gapes in confusion. "Wasn't he shacked up in some dingy little tent, last we knew of him?"

"Please, my leg— My le-leg, it hurts so bad—"

"He got a story to tell, alright," Dad growls, taunting him through the fabric, "But man ain't so loose-lipped as he used to be, is he?"

"Man, I duh— I don't even remember saying those things about your kid," He whines, "I swear. That was so long ago now."

"You got nun' to swear on, ya useless shit. You keep talkin', you won't even have yer life to swear on, ya hear me?"

"Oh, fuck," He goes back to chanting, "Oh, fuck, please, no."

Dale scoffs, "So, what, he's back with the gang, now, Rick? This is insanity!"

"We keep him in the shed 'til he talks." Is all he offers as explanation. Lori grabs me and Carl by the shoulders and pulls us back, away from the struggle of limbs and blood, as Dad kicks the shed doors open. They're gonna lock him in there, like a prisoner.

They muscle him inside. We keep hearing cries of, you assholes, I need surgery, as they tie him to a post with the rope.

"Shut up!" Dad snarls, forcing him down. "You ain't worth a damn q-tip right now, let alone surgery!"

"Ran into some fellers?" Jacqui repeats with uncertainty to Lori, who's got no clue what it means. "I thought it was just us around here."

I did, too. Us, cows, sheep, and the sky. But there's fellers out there too, now. I don't think anybody likes the sound of that.

"No, please! Please!" Kicking and thrashing, like that day in the parking lot again. "I'm gonna bleed out before I can tell you anything!"

Rick retorts with one last brutal tug to the rope, "You best start gettin' your story straight, then."

"No, you fuh— you fucking assholes! You can't do this! It's inhumane!"

The doors close on him without mercy, sealing him inside the stuffy darkness.

"He's right, Rick." Dale argues, trying and failing to get a good look at his sweaty, blood-speckled face as he braces the doors with more rope. He got that spooked predator feel about him that I only ever saw on him once or twice before. "He needs medical attention, and now."

"Herschel repaired his calf muscle last night." He shakes his head, turning to face the group. "Pain's only gonna help him talk."

I break away from Lori and wrap my arms around Dad's waist, burying my face against his ribs. He instinctually cradles my head.

"Listen." Rick holds a hand out in front of him, his gaze dark and feral, chest heaving. "For the safety of everybody here, I've decided this is what has to happen. I'm not taking chances anymore. We found Herschel in town, holed up in that bar just like Maggie said, but we weren't the only ones. Couple'a big-mouthed tough guys got in the way and I dealt with 'em. They was with a bigger group, and we picked up Jim on our way out. Camped in the woods for the night. So far, he's told us a whole load of nothin' about these folks."

"What do they want?" Andrea asks, lookin' ready to go hunt them down right here and now.

"What we have." He answers with a shrug. "Source of food, water, stability. It's gotten bad in town. Nothin' left but walkers and rats."

I glance up at Dad through my screwed brows, 'cause bad folk steal what they want from the people who got it, and that's scary. I don't want those men to take our fresh cheese and bread, our swing, our wells. He gives me a strong look, soothing his hands through my hair.

"It ain't like they know where we are." He reassures us all. "I doubt they're gonna be ridin' down here like Jesse James."

"Not yet," Dale scoffs, unamused. "How long until they do?"

Jacqui adds, "We got that horde to think about, too, don't we?"

"I am figurin' it out." Rick scolds loudly, scaring everyone into silence. "Christ's sake, I killed my best friend yesterday. I am trying."

There's nothing to argue against that with. Trying is all Rick Grimes does. He does it for us. Nobody can fault him for that.

"But, Rick," Lori apprehensively mutters, as if he hasn't quite thought it through yet, "There's a dying man in that shed."

"I know that, Lori." He quips a little harshly. "Of course I know that. You think I'm enjoyin' this?"

"We should at least start considering what his future is gonna look like." Dale suggests.

"Yeah, man." T-Dog agrees. "I mean, he talks. What then? What's the plan?"

"The plan is he talks and then I kill him."

When Rick says this, I feel like I'm looking at someone who looks an awful lot like the Rick Grimes I care about, but ain't actually him. That's how I'd expect someone to announce they're going on a supply run or taking next shift for watch, not that they're gonna end someone's life. Maybe Maggie was right about him being changed after murdering Shane, because I ain't never heard him talk like this before.

Another murder. My second one. Shane first, now Jim. I'm going to be ready for this one. I'll be strong.

"You can't." Dale lies. We all know it only takes a bullet, and we got plenty of those. "You can't, Rick."

"I don't recall asking for any feedback." He sounds tired. "There is no discussion on this. Not this time. He talks and then I kill him."

As he walks off, the group share startled, disturbed looks, because nobody's okay with this, right? Nobody's actually letting this happen? But the fact is anything Rick says is gonna happen is gonna happen, 'cause Shane's dead and we need a leader, and without anybody really hashing it out or realizing how it turned out this way, seems like that's gonna be Rick from now on. He's doing this to protect the people he loves, same reason he killed Shane, same reason he does everything. It's like Jacqui says. This is what goodness looks like now.

Dale goes running after him, probably to waste his breath some more convincing him to change his mind.

With Rick gone, the next person everybody looks to for guidance is my Dad.

"I'm with Grimes." He warns before they can hassle him. "I wanted that skinny bastard dead the day we left the quarry, y'all know that."

Rubbing at the fine wrinkles on her forehead, Lori sighs, "I don't like this."

"Can't we just take him out to the main road once we're done with him, give him a canteen, send him on his way?"

"Nah, we've done all that before." He frowns. "And his new boys, he'll go crawlin' back to 'em, tell 'em things we'on want 'em knowing."

"Man, this is fucked." T-Dog tsks, turning away.

Dad retorts, "Yeah, what else is new?"

"Look, there's nothing we can do. Did anybody really like Jim, anyway?" Andrea levels in that blunt way she got. "No. So, I say fuck him. The guy's good as dead anyway. It's clear where his loyalties lie, and it sure isn't with us. Now, who's gonna stand watch?"

"I will." Dad answers. "Gimme 'bout ten minutes, I'll take up watch. T can take graveyard."

"Maggie has a plan for that hearing aid, Daryl." Lori says as heads up. "You might wanna go check that out when you can."

He nods in thanks, reminding Andrea not let anyone near the shed, before grabbing my hand and walking over to the house with me. I glance over my shoulder at her, arms crossed over her chest, holster back-lit by the midday sun. She'll be good at ignoring Jim's pleading.

As I turn back around, Dad asks, "How ya been while I was out, chicken?"

"Fine. Helped cook. Did chores." That's not what's on my mind, though, or on his. "Jim gon' die, ain't he?"

"Yeah," He tells me straight. He don't add much else, 'cause there ain't really anything else to add. "He's gonna die."

Unlike some of the others, I know I can't stop it. I couldn't stop the bullet that killed Shane, so why would I be able to stop this one?

People who don't fit in right, people who put us in danger, they get killed. Jim got a whole new group. They ain't lookin' to be our friends. That's danger. Sum' I learnt from all this is that you're better killin' off the problem before you get hurt by it. It's what we do with vermin, like rabbits and bugs. Maybe that's a morbid thing to say. I know Dale would think so. Jim's just a normal man, dyin' in a shed. He ain't killed nobody. But neither did Shane, and look at all the damage he done anyway. Maybe if we killed him to start with, it wouldn't've been so cruel.

"Alright." I settle on. I wouldn't stop it, even if I could. I said I weren't gonna be stupid ever again. So I say fuck him, too.

Dad glances at me. He knows this is how it's gotta be, so that's where the conversation ends.

We step up to where Glenn, Maggie, and Herschel are standing together at the bottom of the porch steps. He looks a little shaken up, his shirt grimy and his suspenders wonky, but he's still standing, which is all that matters. It could'a gone a lot worse for him.

"Bethy's gonna be fine, Dad." She says sweetly. When she notices us, she smiles. "Hey. Thanks for your help, Daryl."

Dad gives a little shrug, 'cause he never liked thanks. "Don't worry 'bout it."

It's clear how much Herschel is loved by his family. I wish my Grandpappy Dixon could'a been a little more like him.

"But I heard from one'a the women you got somethin' for me about a hearin' aid?"

"Oh, right." Her mood dampens a little at the mention of it, but she knows he means no harm. "We were talkin' about it earlier. I offered to give y'all the addresses of some people we knew who might have what you're lookin' for. None of 'em are too far from here."

"That's good of ya." He nods, grateful. "We got our hands full with that shit-sack Davison, but we'll find the time."

Glenn frowns in confusion. "Wait, what's all this about? A hearing aid?"

"It's for Harley." He explains and looks down at me, squeezing my hand. "That gunshot messed her hearin' up pretty good."

"Oh, man. That's unlucky." He gives me that soft, mushy look everybody been giving me. "So you're, like, deaf in that ear?"

"Yeah." I murmur, nervously tugging on the nub under my hair. "And half-deaf in the other'un."

He looks at Dad. "Let me know if you need any help searching, man. Anything I can do to help."

"I'on know if Rick's gonna be up for it way things are, but I'll head out sometime tomorrow if I can. Won't fuss if you wanna join."

"And that business with your friend there in the shed," Herschel says, "Whatever you do with him, please just keep it to yourselves."

"Well, we weren't plannin' on a public execution." Dad shrugs. "Rick'll wanna do it in the barn, I reckon. Y'all won't see nothin'."

"Good." He sighs, even though none of this is good. "I'm not saying I like it, but I know better than to impede on your... politics."

"That what it's called, huh?" He murmurs sardonically.

"C'mon. Let's get you inside now." Maggie gently guides him away. "Thank y'all both again. I'll get that list to you when you need it."

As they climb the porch steps together, Dad gives me a kiss on my forehead and tells me he's gotta go guard the shed now, handing me off to Glenn to walk me back to main camp. Because I guess they don't want me impeding on the politics, neither.

Dad's not actually on watch. I get that now. I watch the little shed sit there in the distance. There's nobody standin' outside the doors, and they wouldn't just leave Jim unattended like that. So that would only mean that he's inside the shed, doing what people do when they're tryna make someone talk. I can't see through any of the boarded-up windows or the little loft space that looks in, but I don't need to.

Jim don't deserve this, but I think we're a little past getting what we deserve. It ain't my fault he's suffering.

Shane's bones are breaking again. I'm half deaf, but I hear them just fine, and the blood, the cries, the smack of fist on muscle. I thread my fingers through my hair, grip and twist and pull on it, like the memories are in the roots and I can rip them out and throw them away and be done with them, but I can't, so I just drag my hands down my face and throw my head back against the tree I'm sitting under. On the other side of the leaves, the white ball of the sun shining down. I take a few deep breaths. In and out, nice and slow, like Dad showed me.

We been through so much. Escaped and killed and hurt so much, just so we can live. If Jim were to ruin that, or his fellers were to ruin that, I would wanna beat his face in, too, 'til it was just a piece of meat balanced on a neck. That, he would deserve.

It's as I'm staring at the clouds floating across the sky, that the brim of a cowboy hat enters my vision.

I know it's Carl before I look at who it belongs to. He says something I can't hear, holding out a granola cookie to me. I assume that's the cookie he owes me from the bet, and that he's telling me I can have it, so I take it from him. He settles down to my right.

"I tried to get one without raisins," He says apologetically, voice clearer now. "But Glenn kinda ate them all already."

"'Course he did." I take a big bite. "It don't matter. I like raisins anyway."

He pulls a bit of a face, because nobody likes raisins. "I'm just gonna forget you said that."

We fall into silence after that. There's nothing to talk about except the hostage in the shed and the fact his Dad is gonna kill him soon, and maybe raisins, but nobody likes talking about raisins. You know, there's lots of different types of killing. There's mercy killing, which is what the vet did to Tank. It's what Dad does to any deer we find half-dead on hunting trips, or ones suffering on the side of the road after they weren't ran over all the way. Then there's self-defence killing. That's for walkers, and people that wanna kill you. There's killing for food. We do that all the time. And then there's murder, which is almost the same, but feels a whole lot different.

"How do you think they're gonna do it?" Carl suddenly asks, his tone dull, neither here nor there.

I pause. It. Killing Jim. I don't know how they're gonna do it, but Dad says it'll be in the barn. They got ropes and rafters in there.

"Maybe hang him." I guess, but that don't feel right. "Prolly just cap him in the head, though."

"Is that what they did to Shane?"

Bones breaking. Fist on muscle. A spike of blood. I shake my head with a simple, murmured, "No."

He knows better than to start guessing what did happen. "Well... How'd your Dad kill Ronnie?"

Huh? "How you hear about that?"

He shrugs one shoulder. "Heard Maggie talking to my Dad about it."

I didn't think anybody else knew about Ronnie. I've always been told it's a bit of a taboo story, and I shouldn't talk to Meemaw or any kids at school about it. But if anyone had a problem with mine and Dad's past, I would'a known about it by now.

"That was my Dad and Merle." I confess, after deciding I can answer this question. "They didn't shoot him. They chased him into the woods and beat him so bad he ended up dyin'. Then Merle ran away for a bit and Dad went to prison."

"Guess both our Dads are murderers." A sentence I've never heard before. "Do you ever wish you were more like him?"

"Nah. I couldn't get any more like my Daddy if I tried." I'm my Daddy's girl. I'm just cursed that way. I got his little moles and his nasty glare, his dirt blonde hair and his short temper. I got all his good parts and all his bad, painful, thrown-away parts running through me, and I poke my tongue out when I skin animals, and I hurt the people I love. I guess the only gene I'm missing is the one that lets him lock it all away. I ain't strong like that, but I don't wanna admit that to Carl, or to anybody. I don't wanna admit I'm weak. "What... What about you?"

Carl's got his Dad's blue eyes and his goodness. Oh and of course, his hat.

He considers the question for a long time. "I'm not a very good protector. I've never killed anything."

"Well, you ain't got a gun, do ya?" I try joke, swallowing the last bite of cookie. "How you meant to protect anybody?"

It don't make him laugh. "Be serious."

"Carl," I say a little frustratedly, "I've killed two walkers and watched a man die by now, and I can tell you it don't make you any tougher."

I don't know why he can't see that, especially with his parents arguing over by the fence the way they are, getting louder by the minute.

"Kinda just messes things up." I mutter. "It's horseshit, like Maggie says."

I watch Rick pinch the bridge of his nose as Lori shouts at him.

"You know what," Carl cringes, "Maybe you're right."

"Do you think they're arguin' about Jim?"

We both know they are. "Yeah."

I like Lori. She doesn't laugh at me when I can't spell something right. But if I were Rick right now, I'd bust a damn gasket and scream somethin' like, leave me alone, woman! Because the last thing I'd want is somebody badgering me on this. He said it himself. He doesn't want to kill Jim, but he doesn't have any other choice if he wants to keep us safe. He's stressed enough without this nonsense.

Instead of that, though, Rick exclaims something totally different, just loud enough for me to hear.

"You're pregnant?"

Oh, Lordy. She told him?!

Carl whirls on me like this was my doing. "Did he just say pregnant?!"

I don't get time to reply before he gets up and runs over to them, calling out excitedly. I knew he'd be happy. But I don't know so much about Rick. He threads his fingers in his hair, taking a step back. The look on his face is the same one Dale used to get when the RV suddenly started making a strange noise and he had to figure out how to fix it. I don't even think Lori meant to tell him. She just blurted it out.

"Cat's out the bag, I guess." Glenn muses lightly from nearby, as Carl wraps his arms around his Momma's belly.

She seems a little shocked, too, but she still returns the hug and kisses his fluffy hair.

I can't hear them anymore, so I walk over to Glenn and ask him eagerly, "What're they sayin'?"

"He's asking if it's a boy or a girl," He relays to me, "But they won't be able to tell until the baby's born."

"When's that happen?"

Carol approaches us with a fun little smirk. She must've overheard as well. "In about nine months, if everything goes right."

That's almost a year. Where are we gonna be a year from now? A lot can happen in one month, let alone nine. Will there still be eleven of us, or will there be less? We gonna make it to twelve? I'm not sure how having a baby at the end of the world works. I think ya need lots of medicine and a little beanie to put on their head, but we don't have those things. We only have each other, a vet, and some aspirin.

Lori and Carl walk back into camp together. He's smiling like he's swallowed the sun.

"I'm gonna be a big brother." He exclaims, as Carol gives Lori a supportive hug. "Pretty cool, huh?"

"Pretty cool." I agree, but I can't help glancing over his shoulder at Rick, who's slumped against the fence, head in his hands.

"You heard? God. I don't want this to be made a big deal out of." Lori mutters to her. "It's not good for anybody."

"Don't be silly. I think we could all do with a little hope around here. What's more hopeful than a baby?"

"I'm talking about..." She whispers this next part.

Carol smiles sadly when she pulls back. "Don't worry about that. He's out of the picture, now. Just focus on Rick."

"Hey, if the baby's a girl," Carl suggests, "Can we name her Sophia?"

"I think that would be lovely," Lori says very earnestly, looking to Carol, who seems to also like that idea. "Guess we'll have to see."

The two of them get sucked into conversation with Glenn after that, and it looks pretty serious, so me and Carl are left on our own again. He continues babbling about the baby, and I try my best to listen, but I'm distracted thinking about how Glenn's no longer keeping an eye on us like he's meant to, and Dale's facing the opposite direction on watch. We could sneak off to the shed without anyone noticing.

"And if it's a boy, we can name him Nate. You know, like Captain Nate and the Awesome Eight. The comic I read you, remember?"

I don't know what's gotten into me, but I ask him with no warning, "Wanna sneak into the shed?"

His grin fades, until there's nothing but apprehension on his face. "But we're not allowed. I thought you said you hated getting in trouble."

"I thought you said you wanted to be tough like your Dad," I retort. I do hate getting in trouble, but I wanna get inside that shed a whole lot more. I wanna see what Dad's done to Jim, see what happens to people that put us in danger. "Come on. Nobody will see us."

"I don't know, Harley." He mumbles. I never thought I'd be the one coercing him into mischief. "It might not be safe."

"Safe? When since do you care about being safe?"

He hesitates to answer. "It's just, I'm supposed to look out for you. And I'm gonna be a big brother soon, so I gotta learn how."

"I ain't your practice-sister." I scoff, feeling a little offended. "I don't need no big brother to take care of me. I taught you to shoot."

"I just wanna keep you safe like the adults do." He says more sternly now, like I'm being unfair. "Like my Dad does."

"Well, I wanna go smack the shit outta Jim," I sass, "Like my Dad does."

With that, I turn on my heel, making a beeline for the shed. It don't even take him five seconds to give in and follow after me.

"No, no, Daryl, c'mon, man, please. We used to be on the same side. You don't have to do this."

"How many in yer group, huh? I said, How many?!"

Whack!

I pull Carl with me around the corner of the shed, ducking down into the grass, holding a finger to my lips. On the other side of the wall, Jim groans. It sounds blubbered, as if his gums are swollen and his lips are fallen off. I peek through a tiny hole in the wood.

"Thuh— Th- Thirty." He answers breathily. It's dark in there, but I can make out both their figures. "Thirty. Thirty guys."

"Where?" He growls, pacing around in the shadows. "Where they camped?"

"Why— Why the fuck would I tell you, huh?" He sniffles wetly, but it's not snot. "I'm dead, anyway, man! Fuck the whole lot of ya!"

"You wanna put this whole farm in danger, is that whatcher sayin'? You're a smart-mouthed piece'a shit?"

"You're the ones who left me!" He shouts, kicking and pulling and wriggling against the rope like a feral creature itching for a fight. He's never gotten along with our group. Given the chance, I know he'd throttle any one of us. "Maybe I should want you to pay!"

"The feeling's mutual." He snarls. There's a little, wait, no, before he rears his fist back in the air, and then a disgusting cracking sound as it comes down on his cheekbone. Carl whispers in my good ear, what do you see, but I don't answer him. I watch as Dad crouches, his face mere inches from the bruised mess that's meant to be Jim's, staring him down like if he does it hard enough, he can kill him just like that. "I'm only gonna tell you this once." He warns, his voice a rumble. "My little girl is on this farm. If you breathe the wrong way. If you make a funny look I don't like. If you take too long answerin' me 'cause you're chokin' on yer own blood, and that puts her at risk..."

Jim's bloodied neck bobs under a heavy gulp, his chest shivering with shallow puffs.

"I will kill you so slow... you'll be beggin' to eat a bullet." That's far from an empty threat and he knows it. "You understand me?"

"Yeah. Yes. Yes." He nods. "I'm not tryna be smart. I'll— I'll talk."

"Let's try this again, huh?"

"They move around." He confesses. "They never stay anywhere more than a couple nights. That's all I know, but they got guns. Heavy stuff, like automatics. I used to clean them. That's why they let me stay, after they found me camping in the woods. I went with them b-because they had food, but that's all gone, now. They're branching out. I swear I had nothing to do with the other stuff. I swear."

"You just happened to be there last night, is that it? Tryna tell me you're innocent?"

"I've always been innocent."

Liar. I remember him snarking to my Dad that the trip out the quarry to save my life wasn't worth it, that it was a waste of our gas.

"If you're memory's that bad, buddy, I can crack yer head open and we can sort through yer brains together, how's that sound?"

"Like a f-fucking nightmare." He slurs. "Always is with you."

Dad's about to break his other cheekbone in when Andrea calls out his name. I pull away from the peephole just as he turns around, my heart racing as the creak of the old doors come, then their voices. I can't make any of it out like I would'a been able to before my hearing went to shit, which makes me a little jealous of Carl, but I can tell the point at which one of them walks away 'cause there's silence.

With the shed quiet and empty, Carl points above my head. "We can get in that way."

The loft. It hangs over a pile of rotten wood laying in the overgrown weeds. It doesn't look like an impossible distance to climb, so I give him a nod. He follows me out, warning me to, be careful of splinters, which almost makes me roll my eyes because he really does think he's a mini grown-up now. I ignore him and hop onto the planks. He jumps up onto the loft first and then rolls onto his tummy and pulls me up after him. He asks me if I'm alright, which of course I am, so I duck through the opening and climb down the ladder.

My boots hit the straw, then his. I can't believe we're really in here. This is way worse than sneaking into the woods.

"Who's—? Who's there?" Jim startles, peering at us through his puffy eyelids.

I step into the single beam of sunlight shining down on the dirty floor, and only then his face morphs with recognition. I stare him down. He looks exactly the same as he did at the quarry, but scruffier, angrier, splattered with blood. It's what I must look like, too.

He actually starts laughing, an empty laugh. "Harley Dixon... My fucking luck."

"Be careful." Carl mutters from behind me.

The laughter catches in this throat, a phlegm-y knot that he spits on the floor. "He's right, kid. Your Daddy thinks I'm dangerous."

"I ain't afraid of you," I take great satisfaction in telling him. I've never been able to say that to anybody before. I been scared of Merle, been scared of Grandpappy Dixon, scared of Shane. But I out-lived all of them, and I'll out-live Jim, too. "You're nothin'."

"I thought you died on the road, you know. They always do." A grin creeps onto his lips. "But not you, huh?"

Not me. I been scratched, trapped in a horde, chased, lost, stabbed, taken and shot at, but no. "Not me."

"I'll be dead soon." He lilts uncaringly. "I'm not gonna beg. No you. Not anyone. I know it's coming. Your Dad, Rick, or... Even my own leg. Something's gonna kill me, and I'm not gonna fight it." As he speaks, his head lolls to the side and he gazes out at nothing. "You can't. Can't fight gravity, can't fight nature. Can't fight death. I tried, though. All of it, I tried, and here I am. Pissin' blood in a shed, waitin' to die."

"I ain't never cared for no sob story." I scowl, moving into his line of sight, crouching down. "'Specially not yours."

He glares at me through his dark brows. "You're a little s-shit-stain, aren't you, just like your old man."

"None of us ever liked you, neither."

"Whatever happens after I'm gone," He sneers, breathing heavily, so heavily I can feel it huffing and puffing on my forearms, "You're all gonna deserve. F-for being so cocky. Thinkin' you're better than everyone else, thinkin' you can cheat death. For leaving me."

"Whatever happens after you're gone," I retort just as angrily, "We sure ain't gonna spend it missin' you."

He bares his teeth, straining against his bindings to get in my face, but I remain stony, like Dad would. "You— You should've never made it out that quarry." He rages under his breath, "They can give you all the— all the hugs and kisses in the world, but when they tell you everything's okay, they'll still be lying. It's what I told my wife and my two boys a hundred times, but it didn't matter."

The louder he hisses the words at me, the wetter his eyes get.

"They came out of nowhere. Dozens... and dozens. Pulled them right out my hands." His voice cracks. "The only reason I got away was because the dead were too busy eating my family. I was meant to die with them. I was. And you— you're just a little kid. You should've died to those scratches. You're supposed to be dead. All of you. You're all supposed to be dead."

Before I can stop myself, smack!

"You don't get to say that." I scold him, shaking out my stinging palm. "Only dead one 'round here is you."

He groans. "Shuh— S-sure."

The doors swing open. Andrea comes in, shock across her face as she realizes what's going on. She snatches mine and Carl's hands in her own and drags us out. We stumble as she throws us ahead, shouting something at Jim before slamming the doors shut again.

"What the Hell were you two doing in there?" She asks incredulously as she picks up the rope and re-binds the handles.

"Please don't tell our parents." Carl immediately begs.

Too angry to speak, I take myself over to the swing and plop down on it, rubbing at my red palm. I slapped Jim pretty good. If only we didn't get caught, I could'a done a whole lot worse to him, maybe even broken in his other cheek. He's a bastard for sayin' those things. We had our reasons for casting him out, and he sure as shit ain't bothered figuring out what they were. He's still as smart-mouthed as ever. I ain't even feel bad his wife and kids got eaten, 'cause that's just what happens now. He ain't special for letting it drive him mad.

"Listen, buddy," She scoffs as she turns around, putting her hands on her hips. "I won't, but that was plain stupid."

"We were only talking to him." He argues innocently. "We didn't do anything."

She raises a brow. "Oh, yeah? What was that slap sound, then?"

"It was me." I admit with a bitter tone, dramatically dropping my hands in my lap. "I cracked him for bein' smart."

"I wouldn't expect anything less from you." She chuckles, seeming annoyed and amused at the same time. "You wanna die? Is that it?"

I frown deeply. Like I said, blunt. She's the only person outside my family who's ever given me a run for my money on that front. "Maybe I do," I sass her. "Maybe beatin' on somebody makes me feel a little better. You got a problem with that?"

"Not at all." She surprises me by shrugging. "I get it. But really, guys? Jim?"

"You want me to hit you instead, then?"

"God," She laughs. "Maybe if Beth had half the fire you got in you, she'd actually be worth something."

"Hell's that mean?"

"Means if you asked me for a knife like she did, I wouldn't bother giving you one. You'd find a way."

"Give her a knife?" Carl pulls a stank-face at her. "That was you?"

"She didn't have the guts to do it herself." She explains. "So I gave her the push she needed."

"Why would you do that?" He sounds betrayed when he says this, turning and taking my hand. "Come on, Harley. Let's go, now."

He pulls me off the swing and leads me away, a grumpy look on his face.

"Screw her." He exclaims. "Don't talk to her ever again. She's crazy."

"Sure thing," I murmur, too busy thinking about how I can sneak back in the shed again soon to sound all too convincing.

That afternoon, I relish in the gentle sounds of rustling leaves and little squirrels and birds chittering throughout the forest, the crisp breeze blowing through my hair. I've never really liked the cold all that much, but this is good. I remember when I was just a tot, around the first time I ever saw snow, I tugged on Daddy's sleeve and asked him, when we goin' huntin' today, but all he said was, can't, baby, all the game's hidin' away in holes. I was a little confused on that for a while. Couldn't the animals just put a coat and hat on like the rest of us? That was back when I thought the whole world was like it was in the cartoons. I learnt fast that it weren't.

"Heard you was beatin' on Carl today." Dad casually hums. I follow him along the trail, keeping an eye out for paw prints or broken twigs. September's almost over now, if it ever even was September, and Winter's on its way. Nature's one of the only things ain't changed, and I know the slim chances of finding game ain't changed neither, and so does Dad, but I think he don't care. "You wanna talk about it?"

He just wants away from the farm for a while, time where it's just the two of us. Even if we ain't catch nothing in the end.

"He was bein' a jerk to Carol." I explain, and that's putting it lightly. "So's I whooped him."

Surely Dad won't care like Lori does. He was the one that taught me to whoop stupid boys in the first place.

"Baby," He seems to struggle saying, before coming to a stop, facing me with a funny look. "You can't be doin' that no more."

Oh. He does. But, "I've always done that."

"Yeah, and so've I." He tells me. "I don't gotta tell you twice. Only time my fists ain't been swinging was when I was busy cleanin' the blood off 'em. But like I told you at that pond, I'm puttin' that behind me when it matters, a'right? That lil' scrape wit' Carl, that matters."

Only other punishment I ever got was time out. "You sayin' I should'a put him on a stump, instead?"

"I'm sayin' let his parents put him on a stump, or take his shit away, or whatever it is they wanna do. It ain't on you to dish that out."

"But Grandpappy Dixon and Merle used to beat on me, and they weren't my parents."

"Weren't on them, either." With an angry scoff, he turns back around. I chase after him. "Weren't even on me. Ain't none of us treatchu right."

I guess I should'a thought more wisely about laying into Carl. But I ain't ever practiced. None of my family have. Beat first, think later. Next to, Fuck the cops, that's always been the Dixon motto. But me and Dad, we gotta be different. There's more to us than our anger.

"Well, I'm gon' try treat everybody else right, anyway." I decide. "Next time, I'll just call Carl an idiot and leave it at that."

I hear him chuckle to himself. I guess that means it's a good plan.

It's at this moment that the honking trill of a deer sounds through the trees. Both of us stop dead in our tracks. He reaches for me, takes my wrist, pulls me behind a nearby shrub. I peek over the leaves, swallowing down a gasp. Rats on hats, there she is. A deer, with sweet black eyes like polished glass, and long, beige legs, walking through the underbrush as if she were made of it. I ain't seen a deer in months, not even when the weather was warmer. Guess I thought the dead ones ate 'em all. I almost forgot how magical they are. Merle always teased me for it, but I used to think deer were just unicorns whose horns fell off. I was always a little sad whenever we ate them.

Dad loads a bolt into his crossbow. I can't hear it, but I'm sure it makes the faintest click, because her big ear twitches, but she doesn't bolt. I watch her bow her head, munching on dead grass, as he lines the sight up with her heart.

He never hesitates to down a target, but this time he does. He watches her, too, then lowers the bow altogether.

I whisper to him, "You ain't gonna shoot?"

"Nah," He whispers back, "It's good just like this."

The deer grazes on the forest floor for a few more minutes, until she decides to move on.

After which, we do, too.

Author's Note.

Whew! Hope you enjoyed this one.

We finally ran into Jim again! Lots has changed since he's been with us, including Harley lmao. She's a menace.

Like I said in the last chapter's notes, I've been dealing with some motivation issues and just a creativity slump in general, so working on this chapter was a ride and a half 😩 Thanks for your support and patience as always. Your comments are what fuel me to write when I can't fuel myself 💙

@poetoflawed

#fanfic #the walking dead #daryl dixon #twd #angst #twd fanfiction #rick grimes #daryl dixon daughter #daryl dixon fanfiction #daryl dixon twd #daddy issues

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homomenhommes · 6 months

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'Twas the night before Christmas in my redneck house; Junior was wringing the neck of a mouse. My .357 sat right on my lap Just waiting for Santa, to take all his crap. The young'uns were restless and watching in shifts To see if he'd come and I'd shanghai some gifts, When out from the yard came a godawful noise O could it be him with a shitload of toys? I jumped from my chair and my crotch screamed in pain I caught my left nut on my wallet's big chain But then I unwrapped it and flew out the door Yelling, "Hold it right there, you old son of a whore!" "Hands in the air and kick over that sack, And then real slowly move 20 feet back." He did as I told him, fat, stupid old elf; I laughed so damn hard I near pissed on myself. I grabbed his big bag with a hearty guffaw Then I dragged it inside after spitting some chaw. I heard him take off - in a second he split, Leaving my yard heaped with fresh reindeer shit. Back in my chair I let out such a yelp That the wife and the kids came to offer their help, Their eyes filled with wonder - I started to drag A whole shitload of presents from Santa's big bag. A big can of crawdads for when I go fishin' A whopping belt buckle - a brand new transmission, A carton of Redman, some boots and a knife, A nice leather strap just for beating the wife. A matched set of hubcaps, some new fuzzy dice, A country 8-track and a Hustler, how nice! An inflatable dollie for when the old hag Starts her bitching and moaning and goes on the rag. When out of the bag I had pulled every bit I said "Looks like you kids won't be getting no shit." Here was my chance to try out my new strap When they started their bawling and screaming and crap. I chased them upstairs and I popped me a brew, I sat back in my chair, filled my mouth up with chew, With my heart full of gladness, my soul full of cheer, I yelled up, "Maybe you'll get some presents next year!"

'Twas the Night before Christmas, and all through the shack Not a creature was stirrin', cept the lice on muh back. The skoal cans wuz nailed to the screen door with care, With hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there. The children were sleepin', all snug in their beds, While visions of tractor pulls danced in their heads. And Ma in her nightgown all stained with pound cake. Had just settled down to watch Ricki Lake. When out in the driveway, a loud noise I heard, I opened the winder to check muh T-bird. I ran to the door, like I's on a mission, But I tripped on some parts from muh granny's transmission. The moon shone outside, the hound dog wuz barkin'. Muh daughter weren't home yet, she wuz still out parkin'. When what to muh whiskey blind eyes should I see But a Chevy S-10, pulled by eight flyin' sheep. With a fat nasty driver, so disgustin' and sick I said "Shoot Fire!" That must be St. Nick! More rapid than X-lax his wooly sheep came And he belched and he hollered, and he called 'em by name. Now CLIFFORD! Now VERNON! Now LESTER and ENUS! On FESTUS! On ELMER! On ROSCOE and CLETUS! From the top of the shack to them there garbage bins Now Dash Away! Dash Away! Dash Away youins! I heard a loud sound on the roof of muh shack. Pud down muh beer and went fer muh gun rack. He fell through the roof, plum killed my dog, I swear that ole' Santa looked just like Boss Hog. He wore a T-shirt, rebel flag on the front, And his jeans were all bloody from that morning's hunt. A big nekkid lady tattooed on his arm, And he wore black boots that he'd picked up in 'Nam. His eyes, how they glazed from too much Wild Turkey. From the side of his mouth hung a stick of beef jerky. A scar on his cheek from a fight with the cops. The veins on his face looked ready to pop. The butt of a Marlboro clung to his lip He wore a hip pack full of B-B-Q chips. He had a fat face and a hairy beer belly. I ain't seen one that big since muh ex-wife Shelly. He was gap-toothed and dumb with an I.Q. of three And I laughed cause that redneck was smarter than me. A wink of his eye, a fierce shake of his head, From his hair came a rat that ran under the bed. He reached in his sack, sipped his gin and tonic, Then filled the kid's stockings with Hooked on Phonics. His toys came from Big Lots and they weren't very nice But he had lots of them and yuh can't beat the price. He gave us a tape of them hound dogs that sing Jingle Bells. Some Crisco, some Spam, some Oatmeal Cream pies, And a Nascar T-shirt in Double X size. When the presents were gone and he had no more, He staggered and stumbled right through muh screen door. He hopped in his truck, to his sheep gave an order "Hurry up youins! To the Tennessee border!" And I heard him cry out, with a strong southern drawl,

Jeff Foxworthy - Redneck 12 Days Of Christmas

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i-do-not-fangirl-i-fanwoman · 2 years

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FanWoman watches

Man, I love tropes

Even some of the objectively stupid ones

(those are some of my favorites actually. I NEVER get tired of the Look-Out-My-Lady-Love! I-Shall-Ballroom-Dance-You-Out-Of-Dangerrrr! It makes me cackle every time) is that a trope even? or is that a Device? anyway...

but

BUT

The trope that I would LOVE to see die screaming in a fire is the Mandatory Childbirth trope

You MUST reproduce or you'll be sad and poor in your old age, or your husband will marry a new harlot, or people will make clucking noises behind your back while you walk down the street with your hawthorn berries, or, or, or, blah blah blah

BuT FaNwOmAnnn it's HiStOriCalllll !!!1!!1! Women had toBLAH BLAH BLAH

whatever

Yeah it's historical, and the costumes are fantasized, the hair is dead wrong half the time (pretty as hell but not strictly accurate), EVERYBODY is shaved and plucked into oblivion, nobody is fat, they're speaking more-or-less modern (fill-in-the-language-from-the-country-in-which-the-show/movie-was-produced), and there is neither evidence of indoor plumbing nor a visible chamber-pot ANYWHERE

It's historical FICTION

The only way you could get it any further removed from reality is if you added a dragon.

And, while I happen to be currently talking about a specific East-Asian show, the West does this too. All the DAMN time. It's just got a different flavor over here.

And, the times I've seen it utilized, it either didn't makes sense historically (if he's got concubines why ain't he in with 'em? why does She HAVE to do it?) or it's such a side, side, side plot that the story arc would completely stand without it) or it COMPLETELY goes against EVERYTHING that was written into the character previously (lookin' at YOU Firefly).

So like, idk, why are we still even doing this?

And it weirds-me-out even more when the writer is a woman.

Like, you would think that a woman writing wouldn't want to be seen herself as just fancified breeding stock so, why would you go out of your way to do that to your character when you could Fiction your way out of that or avoid it entirely.

I mean I get it when men do it because so few men have any awareness whatsoever that women have wants and dreams and desires and interests entirely separate from the biological process of reproduction. And so many of them think we're just baby-crazed automatons (lookin' at you AGAIN Firefly. And Torchwood a little bit).

But, man, when a woman writes that sh*t it just skeeves me out.

Anyway, I'm watching an aristocratic lady's maid do her level best to "protect" her Lady (who has had a catastrophic and nearly terminal miscarriage) by making damn sure that she gets pregnant AGAIN....which (as of THIS point in the arc anyway) will most likely kill The Lady.

Protect her

By killing her

wtf????

Man, and I KNOW that sh*t's only gonna get worse.

ok and before anyone @'s me

Yes, I know the maid wasn't in on the convo with the husband and the doctor in which doc said that another pregnancy has a like 99% probability of killing The Lady. But common f*cking sense would say "Oh, Lady collapsed in a litre-and-a-half puddle of blood and nearly DIED. Perhaps we shouldn't do that again soon"

Also, maid, common sense should have suggested that husband and wife would have had a little "I'd rather you not die right now" discussion which was a piece of marital intimacy that would have been NONE OF YOUR F*CKING BUSINESS as a maid even if you DID raise Lady from childhood. Why do you think you have a right to stick your nose into someone else's marriage?

ok, side note audience knows that a rather-you-not-die convo never happened and husband (in a squirly move) rather than just staying celibate for a while is secretly feeding her contraceptives. Ok, THAT'S bad form dude. Really, REALLY bad.

But the maid doesn't know ANY of that, she's just stickin' her nose in where it doesn't belong because Mandatory Childbirth.

idk maybe it's just me because I'm SO childfree, but this sh*t just irritates the hell out of me.

Apologies to anybody who hasn't or isn't gonna watch Monarch Industry/ Rebel Princess because that's where ALL of that rant came from (although Oh! My General was in there too a little bit)

Sorry y'all that was a lot

#FanWoman rants about #Rebel Princess #Monarch Industry #Fandom and feminism #childfree #anyway I'm glad that worldwide there are more and more women who are saying no thanks to childbirth and parenthood it's refreshing #i wanna read what THEY'RE writing

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chelleztjs18 · 1 year

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Hello you mrs. writer of good stories honey nut cheerio lefty eyebag 😌

Oh to have a kid means never having a neat house. I remember going to my friends house to visit. My niece's room was so clean and tidy, then when she wanted me to play with her, she would just start moving the toys out of her room and make a big mess 🤣

So is the food you just had the first and last thing you'll have for 4 hours and then fast again for another 20? Are you able to drink water or coffee at least?

Woot! Finally part 4 coming out soon! I'm excited for the ending! Then are you gonna start with other stories? Like maybe 10 days? Ahahahaha just kidding no rush no rush.

So my headache is still there. I had a short power nap during my lunch break, but it didn't help any. I thought it was maybe just my eyes are strained, but I guess not. So I don't know what is going on.

Oh no, when I first moved here, it was in CA. Then we moved to FL then to GA. Then when I met my ex, she was in Canada. But then we met friends in NE, and decided to move here.

Ah I know what you mean with the shoes and wet socks. Even though they make water shoes! You goose. But I hate those too just because the splash is so cold lol

Yeah, CA has so many Filipino stores now. I am so sad I don't live there. There is this one place that sells bbq stuff and you can grill it yourself outside.

Hahaha yeah, I'll be bringing back lots of snacks definitely. There's also this one cereal that's been my favorite since I was a child, I might bring back boxes of those.

Ah so when you cook noodles for yourself, what kind do you make?

Thats funny you brought that up, because I was just watching clips of Gloria and how she speaks. Ah so your husband is from CA originally then? How much taller is he than you? Did Emily get half and half of your guys genes then or is she more white?

I stay quiet too when I am around someone I don't like. But if they keep pushing, I just walk away. Cause I don't want to say anything that I would regret. But I avoid those people anyway.

Has a stranger ever changed your life or made an impact?

-CuriousGeorge

Aaw that was a sweet nickname for me.. thank you so much.. i appreciate ur support n thank u for reading my stories.

Oh yeah thats so true.. it can change from clean n tidy to a mess in a second.lol. thats why we call her the hurricane Em or tornado Em.lol.

Well, actually i can eat whatever i want in 4hours window. i eat after 20hours fasting n then usually i eat something else around 30minutes or last minutes before the eating window ends so i wont get hungry too early.

Yeah u can drink water, tea or coffee that's plain. No sweet at all. I drink water and iced tea the whole day.

Haha yeah, pt. 4 is done.. i might start putting it in the tumblr n post it tonight. So stay tune! Hahaha.

N maybe after this i will focus on last chapter of my lost in assistance series, ten days n lesson learned. Or some of my old requests.

I know what u meant with water shoes but it usually for swimming or surfing or water activity. 😆 i wouldnt wear it all day at the park.lol.

Talking about a "water" ride. I remember this one ride that i tried once n i will never do it ever again. I forgot what it's called but i think it's the Nemo Submarine or something. It's in disneyland. Gosh that one ride is a torture to me.

It's just a submarine ride that take u under the water n u can see like robotic fish n coral n sometimes underwater screen that shows nemo movie. What bothers me is it's a long narrow submarine-like ride n they put a lot of people sit along the submarine n face to face pretty close. N then goes under water n it moves slow. It's so narrow that it started to give me anxiety n panic attack. Plus it's gross me out because i imagine the air in it is not clean with that many people breath in it. It feels weird n imagine what kind of germs that comea out of other's breath. Also it feels so weird with that many people in it n u dont know what to do, i felt like people watch me or something even though they all watch the window n dont even care about me... thank god when it starts to get harder to breath for me, the ride ended. So yeah imagine 3 of my fear or anxiety triggers combined in one confined place. Claustrophobic, germphobic and my social anxiety. Lol. Just google or youtube the ride so u'll see.what i meant. 😁

Oh no, im sorry.. maybe because u look at the screen too much? Did u take medicine or anything?

Wow u moved a lot.. that must be hard.

I like any thinner noodle. Panfried or soupy..doesnt matter, as long as it's spicy.haha.

Yes. He was born n raised in CA. He's like 6ft, blue eyed, his hair is light brown. N i'm 5'2 lol. So i think im about a little bit under his shoulder. I think Em is mixed pretty good but looks a little more white.lol. my friends n family say that she looks like the white version of me 🤣🤣🤣

For me, she looks just how i want it. U can see the asian in her but more dominant in the white looks. Good color on her eyes n hair. N she is definitely gets his height genes. She is more than half of my height. Lol. When she was born she looked very very asian n she changed A LOT. 😅 my husband wanted her to look more asian. Lol.

Ah i see..thats true. We r kinda similar.

Hmmm i dont really remember. I think someone help me to get me out of the pushing n crazy crowd in linkin park concert. Otherwise i might be dead from getting stomped.lol. u?

Next question?

Cheerio!

#chellez answers #ask answered #anon answered #curious george anon

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The Bad Guys (my version) trailers and tv spot

Mr. King Dice: Hey? You? Get over here!

The car drove down the street with cops chasing after it

Mr. King Dice: Oh, I know what it is (he drove the car closer to the viewers) You're afraid, because I'm MR. KING DICE! The villain of the game

The song "Bad Guys by Billie Ellish was played in the background

Mr. King Dice: (narrates) And this is the crew: Francesca, The Devil, DJ-Gabby, Cuphead

Francesca: Everyone, copy?

Mr. King Dice: Copy.

Cuphead: Copy.

DJ-Gabby: Copy.

The Devil: (fake feminine voice) Copy.

Mr. King Dice: (narrates) We're the Nightings.

Francesca: IT's crime time, baby! Boss, we need a distraction.

The Devil: Do I get to improvise?

Mr. King Dice: Fine. Please be subtle

Devil spilled a glass of champagne, and threw a table away

The Devil: I'M HAVING A BABY! (The crowd stood up) It there a doctor or perhaps several security guards that could leave their post, and help me?!

Mr. King Dice: (narrates) We were never given a chance to be anything more than criminals, but these are the cards we've been dealt, so we might as well play 'em.

King dice was about to snatch a purse from an old lady, but she tripped down the stairs, causing him to grab the strap of her purse, and that stopped him from falling down the stairs. Dice sighed as he continued to pull the strap for the old lady to get back up again.

Mr. King Dice: Here. Let me help you. Are you okay, ma'am?

Old woman: Thank you, dear. You're such a nice man

Mr. King Dice: Wait, what?

When the old lady left, Dice watched her go, and his tie showed up, spining. He panicked and tried to stop it

Dice then entered the kitchen where Gabby was chopping lemons.

DJ-Gabby: All good, dude?

Mr. King Dice: All good, yeah, yeah.

The elevator open, revealing the Nightings and their car, and their hideout was shown with their stuff.

Mr. King Dice: You ever wonder what it'd be like if the world wasn't scared of us?

Cuphead: Never gonna happen.

Mr. King Dice: Guys, we're gonna go good.

The gang made confusing/shocking faces.

The Devil: Did you get hit on the head?

Stickler: These villains have an image problem. You need a makeover.

As soon as the limo left, Dice wore a cat pjs, Cuphead wore a red parrot pjs, Devil wore a devil cub pjs, Gabby wore a frog pjs, and Francesca wore a wolf pjs

Francesca: Well, there goes our street cred.

In prison, hundreds of cops rounded up the Nightings at the center.

Mr. King Dice: Well, I'm tired of being an outcast! Maybe I don't wanna be a—

Cuphead: What?! A Nightings?!

Stickler: You'll have to choose between your friends or the good life.

Mr. King Dice: They're the only friend I ever had.

Pirouletta: You have a chance to write your own story. What have you got to lose?

Mr. King Dice: I don't know. My dignity.

Dice launched his grappling hook through the glass ceiling, and the team huddled up together, but Dice's pants got ripped off.

Pirouletta: Yeah, well, that ship has already sailed.

Dice sped up the car, making his team embraced themselves..

Stickles's car was parked at the Sunnyside Laboratory.

Stickler: That is an animal testing lab with helpless guinea pigs.

Cuphead: I'll rescue them

Francesca: You've never volunteered for anything.

At a room, Cuphead saw lots and lots of guinea pigs. It was like an "All-You-Can-Pack-Buffet" for him

Outside of the room, Dice knocked on the door.

Mr. King Dice: Come on, Cuppy, open up

Cuphead: (slightly opening the door) Relax. These doors are complicated (he opened the door widely, revealing his sack got bigger with full of guinea pigs)

Mr. King Dice/The Devil/DJ-Gabby/Francesca: CUPHEAD!

Francesca: Are you kidding me?!

Mr. King Dice: We're supposed to save them, not pack them!

Cuphead: Well, I'd say they've gone to a better place

Cuphead made a slight hiccup.

Hypnotized guinea pigs with glowing blue eyes ran havoc on the street.

The car popped out of a garage with Dice, who was driving, and Pirouletta inside

Dice pulled the gear shift, and steered the wheel. The Nightings smiled sinisterly in style during the slow motion.

A mysterious figure, presumably Pirouletta, landed from the air to the floor, and kicked an incoming cop.

Gabby jumped one vehicle to another in the highway, placing trackers on them

The ground exploded as the Nightings escaped to the air with Dice's grappling hook.

THE NIGHTINGS

COMING SOON!

Finally! I made a trailer based on the original version of The Bad Guys trailer, only I made few edits with my version in it, so please, check it out. ^^

#The Bad Guys #The Nightings #The Cuphead Show #Gabby writes #Mr. Wolf #Mr. Snake #Ms. Taranrula #Mr. Shark #Mr. Piranha #Diane Foxington #Professor Marmalade #King Dice #Cuphead #Fancesca #The Devil #Gabby #Pirouletta #Stickler

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askmyboys · 4 years

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The Family (their not ACTUALLY related tho I’llexplainintextshh)

Names: Luke, Alan, Scott, and Wyatt | Genders: Male | Ages: Unknown | Heights: Luke is 7'3", Alan is 5'0", Scott is 6'2", and Wyatt is 7'1" | Species/Race: Human | Hair Colors: Alan's hair is Peanut Brown (his hairstyle is Tapered Sides + Messy Comb Over), Luke's hair is pitch black (his hair style is fairly lengthy, curly/stringy and honestly it looks very scraggly, it looks like he barely e v e r combs it or anything), Scott's hair color is Ginger (his hairstyle is: Shaved Sides + Long Parted Hair), and finally Wyatt's hair color is Hickory Brown (his hairstyle is Cool Textured Thick Hair + Short Sides) | Eye Colors: Alan's is Denim Blue, Scott's is Forest Green, Luke's is Seal Gray, and finally Wyatt's eye color is Charcoal Black (their eye colors are mostly the way they are because of the colors meanings) | Appearances: Let's start off with Alan... he usually wears sweaters, turtlenecks or hoodies most of the time- complete opposite to the others for sure, he'll wear some ripped jeans to go along with them and some regular boots, nothing TOO fancy- he just likes the comfy feeling of sweaters/turtlenecks/hoodies n such mostly, he does wear them bc of that but also to cover up all his scars- I'm going to get this out of the way already, all of them wear animal masks tbh- Alan's mask is a mouse, Scott's mask is a bull, Luke's is a wolf, and Wyatt's mask is a Fox, Alan has a circle beard, Scott has a short boxed beard and both Luke and Wyatt have full beards. Scott usually wears tank tops and ripped pants, combat boots included as well, he's not really much for fashionable looks- just whatever fits and is easy to throw on usually, he also has a ton of scars on himself as well, the most prominent one is over his right eye however it doesn't seem to affect his vision- oh he also wears fingerless black leather gloves with spikes on them- I do gotta also say- Alan's a skinny not so strong looking dude, Scott looks a bit chubby but he's definitely beefy and could probs take out 5 people at once if he so desired, Luke is pretty beefy considering those kinds of standards- he doesn't look TOO strong but he could definitely take some people out if he wanted, Wyatt is a large chubby man but don't underestimate him- he can EASILY kick your ass too. Luke's main outfit is a long sleeved black t-shirt along with overalls over them, and he also wears combat boots as well- if he's not wearing his overalls- he'll wear a ripped denim jacket (a simple white t-shirt underneath it), ripped up blue jeans and- well- okay the combat boots stay either way, he gotta have those- and he wears dark brown punk rave gloves (I have an image ref if ya wanna see- just ask and I'll show ya) he has scars on his arms, legs, chest, back- and especially his face- although they don't seem to bother him in the slightest tbh. and finally Wyatt usually wears ripped denim jackets as well, again a simple t-shirt underneath, and his boots look more punk like than anything really, he also wears fingerless/knuckle-less leather driving gloves on both hands (all the lads that DO wear gloves have them on both hands btw), he also has a bunch of scars all over him but like everyone except for Alan, his scars don't bother him- in fact he's happy he's got them- its proof of just how strong he is. | Personalities: Let's start off with Alan once again, he's the surprisingly "sweet one" of this fucked up bunch- he's shy, he hardly talks because of that fact but also the... "outsiders" as his "family" calls them (fun fact: their not actually related at all in the slightest, they just... consider themselves this kinda weird, fucked up family if you will-), so the outsiders terrify him- he's worried they'll corrupt him or worse, hurt/kill his family, he can't let that happen... So, despite his shyness n such, he WILL kill someone if it means protecting his family but that's the only way he'll kill or torture e v e r, he's the sweetest one compared to the others however so long as no one tries to corrupt him or hurt/kill his family then he's chill, he just isn't good at conversations because of his shyness and fear of corruption, he does genuinely care for his family however, they all do- they'd protect each other with all their dying breaths for sure. Scott is cold, uncaring, and pretty much the brawn of this group- sure, Luke n Wyatt are also pretty strong as well BUT- Scott still counts as the brawn, he's completely silent- doesn't ever speak a word- he's not mute actually but he just chooses not to speak, words waste time when he can be causing mindless carnage ...so long as Luke or Wyatt give him the okay that is, he HIGHLY respects them both as the leaders essentially in a way, as for Alan... despite his cold and uncaring attitude towards the outsiders, to his family he is respectful and even... friendly actually- he tries to toughen Alan up on occasion- not because he thinks Alan is weak, he just doesn't want him to be... left behind in a way- he wants him to be able to defend himself if the outsiders come into their territory. Luke is cold as well, he also rarely speaks- only when he needs to truth be told, he h a t e s the outsiders but loves his family, he won't hold back at all most of the time when an outsider comes into their territory- Wyatt has to tell Scott to restrain Luke when it comes to them, he also tries to help Alan out along with Scott, he wants Alan to have not only a strong body however he also wants him to have a strong mind- the outsiders... he'll give it to em begrudgingly, their smart... too smart, they could easily corrupt such a young fragile mind like Alan's and he won't e v e r let that happen, he has a high respect for Wyatt, Wyatt is like the true leader of this family- and finally Wyatt... Wyatt is a fuckin lunatic im just gonna say that right now, he's mysterious and unpredictable- you never know what his next move is going to be no matter how much you try to get a read on him, he's v e r y cryptic with his wording and well various other things as well (he's p much the cryptid of their territory at this point), he's cold, calculating, and cunning- he's pretty much the brains in this here family, always makes the plans when outsiders venture into their territory, he's ALWAYS prepared just in case, can't have a n y o n e ...well, anyone that isn't w o r t h y inside... but to be honest, most outsiders aren't worthy, they aren't f i t to be let inside, those that are however... Well... It's best to just wish them luck, that's all you can do at this point, because after he finds the worthy ones, there's not much hope for them afterwards... | Side Facts: Before I talk more bout them, let's talk about their territory that's referenced so much... So, their "territory" is pretty much a deep part of the woods, they have a fairly big log cabin, its a very old and dirty looking house both on the inside and outside in fact, there's lots of things on their property, lots of it looks like junk in a way, junked up cars even, honestly- it looks like something out of a horror movie which in a way is fitting given their personalities n such, you can tell your getting close to their home when you see lanterns hanging on the trees and that's a sign you should turn back and r u n, that is... If you can, there's usually one of them ALWAYS patrolling EVERY inch of their territory. Tbh- their territory is also gated off anyways and for a g o o d reason, so crossing the gate is of your own free will- so you'd p much be putting yourself in harms way willingly so yeaaahh... Now onto the lads, what do they do in their spare time when their not patrolling or keeping close eye on the new outsider that wandered inside, etc? Well, Alan usually spends most of his time inside and reading or he's making and inventing things and new weapons for the rest of his family, he's always happy to give them a new weapon when one of theirs breaks down or help out when they need (but first, lemme say that their MAIN weapons they have around the property and like to use is, well... Alan likes to use a simple baseball bat, Scott uses a hook/chain, Luke has an axe, and Wyatt will honestly use whatever he wants, in a way- their kinda similar to slashers when they start bringing out the weapons n such), when Alan's not doing any of that- he usually explores the woods, well MOST of the woods... He's always heard from the others not to explore the d e e p e r parts of the woods and of course he listens despite his curiosity. Scott usually helps Wyatt hang up more lanterns on some of the trees bc a lot of those outsider nuisances for some reason grabs the lanterns and usually winds up dropping them on the ground out of fear n other bullshit, they keep those lanterns there for a r e a s o n... aside from that, he'll borrow Luke's axe and chop some firewood (they dont have electricity, they dont really care for technology or any of that), mostly aside from doing work around the property- he'll exercise more with Luke, carrying and lifting heavy objects- gotta keep their strength up, he'll also help Alan try this as well ...he has on occasion panicked bc Alan was struggling so much with one object, it looked like it was about to crush him, Wyatt has warned both Luke and Scott to start small and then go for the much bigger objects, you can't rush these things. Luke usually also does some work on the property, he hunts food more so for the family than anything, he's a good hunter and damn good tracker, of course- he uh, uses a gun for the hunting not an axe lmao, he'll bring back the food to get them through the harsh winters and just to get by in general, he's also good with telling which plants/berries would be safe to eat and which are not, he patrols the area ON OCCASION along with Wyatt but, his self restraint to go and rip them apart needs to be stronger in order for him to patrol- he needs MORE self control than that, like Scott- he also helps Alan out with not only strength of the body but also mental strength- he knows those... book thingies, albeit usually an outsider item- will help him gain more knowledge, Wyatt has told him however that, even books can be mistreated by an outsider, they take stuff for g r a n t e d... Which is foolish, but he'll still help Alan out himself as well. and finally... the big finale of this long ass post, Wyatt, the l e a d e r of this fucked up family... He usually spends his time outside, keeping an eye on the property and ready to help one of his "brothers" as he calls them (again, just in case its been forgotten, they are not ACTUALLY related, they just think of themselves as this weird lil fam) if they need, he's essentially the overseer of them and of course their property, he makes the plans if outsiders come into their territory OR... if their worthy enough, he'll help them... see the light so to speak, he'll help them see the true meaning... blah blah ya know all that cryptic shit, he's been to the... D E E P E R parts of the woods before, he knows a l l about it... He tries to keep his brothers shielded from it, they don't deserve to be put through a n y t h i n g like t h a t, he's warned Alan himself before too of course like "Now brother, don't'cha dare go wanderin' into them deeper parts of the woods, it ain't safe... Not for a young fragile soul such as yerself..."

#new ocs #my ocs #the family #wyatt #luke #alan #scott #some fucked up lads #you'll get the story that goes with em soon #for now read this #and get to know these babs a lil bit beforehand

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theprettyarachnid · 2 years

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arcane char reaction to the reader being angry with them.

i'm just brainstorming, you know?

a/n: i have the "reeses puff, reeses puff eat em up" audio stuck in my head on repeat (also this is in the scenario where they are wrong in the argument)

warnings: none(?)

Jinx

🕷 She usually doesn't care when someone is mad at her but when it comes to you, it's an entirely different story

🕷 Jinx hates when you're upset with her because it reminds her of the last time she saw Vi

🕷 She does not leave you alone, always in the corner staring at you like a kicked puppy

🕷 Eventually you have to give in and stop ignoring her because you actually start to feel bad

🕷 Vi is a hot head so more often than not she lets the anger get the best of her and will unfortunately say things she regrets later on

🕷 The second you storm off in the other direction, she realizes that she shouldn't have said the things she did and starts beating herself up over it

🕷 Probably goes to work out to blow off some steam before going back home to talk to you

🕷 When she finds you in your shared bedroom, curled up and glaring at the wall, Vi quietly walks over and sits on the edge of the bed

🕷 She fumbles with her hands or scratches the back of her neck when apologizing because she's unsure if you're going to forgive her or if she truly royally fucked up

Caitlyn

🕷 Caitlyn is a fixer

🕷 Any time she knows you're upset with her, she immediately tries to fix the problem

🕷 This is also one of the reasons why you two don't really fight that much

🕷 as well as she's pretty level-headed

🕷 She tries to get you talking about it as soon as you're not as upset so you two can figure it out together

Viktor

🕷 When he sees how upset you've gotten by the end of the argument, his heart breaks a little

🕷 He hates seeing you upset and when he knows he's caused it, his guilt is even worse

🕷 Viktor tries giving you space although it can be kind of difficult because he wants to apologize as soon as possible

🕷 But he knows you need time to calm down so he refrains himself

🕷 He actually comes home that night because even though you're mad at him, he doesn't want to be away from you

🕷 So he waits to come home when you're asleep and crawls into bed with you, kissing the top of your head

🕷 Viktor does small things for you to make you soften up a bit such as turning up the heat in the apartment when he knows you're coming home soon and it's cold outside

🕷 When you're really not budging, he makes you stay put in whatever room you're in until you two make up

Jayce

🕷 Jayce has a really bad habit of believing he's always right

🕷 He's constantly trying to break out of the mentality since dating you but old habits die hard

🕷 So unfortunately, whenever you two fight there's a bit of awkward tension for a bit

🕷 The more time that passes by though, the more Jayce realizes that he was in the wrong which makes him feel really guilty

🕷 He's the first one to break the ice, even if it's not with words

🕷 You're sitting on the couch when he comes over and if you try and get up, he just gently grabs your hand while giving you an apologetic look

🕷 Might take him a second but eventually he finds the right words to get his thoughts out and apologize

Silco

🕷 This man is emotionally constipated, the closest you'll get to an apology is him buying you new jewelry

🕷 He may not want to admit it but he knows that he fucked up and the only way he knows how to make it up to you is buying you stuff

🕷 Silco probably hates being ignored the most, he would much rather you yell at him and take all your anger out him, because he's never been ignored. Ever.

🕷 definitely the 'fuck it out' not 'talk it out' type lmao

🕷 When his usual tactics don't work though, he buys you a really fancy bouquet of flowers with a note that says something along the lines of 'i was... wrong and i don't like you ignoring me so come to my office.'

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virtual-luvr · 3 years

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Picture Perfect

Pairing: Kaeya x Reader

Pronouns: he/him

Content: flirt reader, flirty kaeya, alcohol consumption, nervous kaeya

Description: You're a hot man, Kaeya goes awooga. Beidou for best wingman award.

Notes: I stopped doing my comms for this one

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Based off this picture Zyn sent me

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Requests are open; dont know for how long tho- feel free to request my inbox just make sure to read what I write for and request from those shows!

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The streets of Liyue Harbor bustled as Kaeya walked by. Strings of lights where everywhere and it brought an orange tint to the whole place. It seemed incredibly warm and comftorable here.

Soon the calm atmosphere changed as Kaeya opened the doors to a Liyue bar. Roars and yelling surrounded the place, glass clinking, pouring, cheers, you name it.

Kaeya calmly walked over towards the bar, he was used to this kind of atmosphere after all.

He orders a drink and soon enough his drinking buddy shows; "Kaeya, so nice to see you, it's been a long time hasn't it?"

He looks back with a wide grin, how could he not recognize that voice.

"Beidou, how was that trip to Inazuma? Is the traveller all right?"

"I bet you have lots of questions, I'll answer 'em as soon as you buy me one" She says, tone cocky, tilting her head towards the bartender. Gesturing for a drink.

Kaeya laughs and calls for the bartender, immediately asking for a few beers and shots.

They really like their alcohol.

They hadn't seen eachother for a while so even though they drank quite a bit, they didn't drink to the extent that they became drunk. They still wanted to have a good conversation that wasn't slurred.

Kaeya rests his chin on his palm as he listens to Beidou's stories, he was glad to here everything had been going well, with her travels and her lover.

Once she was done with her story she took her "last" swig from her beer bottle and looked straight ahead, behind Kaeya.

Kaeya looks back and sees you, he was almost awestruck. His eyes widened as his grip on his bottle falters, you looked so unique, so pretty.

The pretty boy himself had seen good looking men a few times in his life, but never like you.

He almost didn't have the courage to go say hi, Kaeya always has courage why not now.

Beidou grasps his shoulder as he still keeps on staring at you.

"I knew he was your type, go talk to him"

"But I'm in Liyue, do you guys have any customs- i wouldn't dare want to look weird in front of him I mean I feel like I have no courage right now. He's hot I don't wanna look like a fool-"

"Oh shut up idiot, you're hot too you'll be fine."

Soon Kaeya is off his seat and booking it towards you. He tried to walk with a normal stride, but it didn't work out that way.

He stumbled a bit as he gets into the corner of the bear you sat in.

A charming smile sets on his face as he starts conversation with you.

You only slip him a small smile back, confused on why such a man like him is talking to you.

You exchange names and you tilt your head as you hear his; "Kaeya is it? I've heard of you before, are you from Mondstadt"

He nods as you signal him to sit down beside you.

"Ahh I've heard a lot from you, especially that flirtatious attitude of yours"

"Oh is that so? Do you just want me to show you that attitude of mine, is that why you mentioned it?"

You only let out a laugh before looking back at him with a small grin; "maybe, I wouldn't pass up on the chance to flirt with such a pretty boy like you"

Kaeya's eyebrows raise as he lets out a whistle, he certainly wasn't expecting you to flirt back. You looked closed off when he first approached, but he guessed it was just first impressions now.

He looks at you, head tilted down as you place your hand behind the couch that you both sat on.

"Wasn't expecting that reaction from you, cant say I'm not pleasantly suprised"

You offer him a smile as you flag a waiter down; "some dandelion shots please"

"You drink too?" Kaeya asks

"No, at least not right now. But I saw you drinking before, so why not offer you some more."

"We just met and you already know me so well" He says as he leans closer to you. Not enough for it to be uncomfortable, but enough to almost get in your own personal space.

You don't budge, letting him know it was okay for him to make that move.

The two of you continue to talk until the shots come by and Kaeya downs them.

The alcohol was now getting to him but he wasn't worried, Beidou was still around and she wouldn't leave him all tipsy on the streets of Liyue.

Kaeya pulls out his phone with a grin before looking back at you; "would you take a picture with me?"

You raise a brow, you knew he was confident but you didn't think he would just ask for a picture so soon. Either way, you say yes and he huddles upto you.

Posing with a smile, your chest is pressed up against Kaeya's back and some of his hair tickled your face. You both smile before Kaeya takes the picture.

Before you could even react, Kaeya grabs your jaw and goes in for a kiss on the cheek.

That's when you hear the camera click.

He really lived up to his name doesn't he.

Kaeya let's out an airy laugh as he looks at the picture, quickly giving it a caption before sending it to the mondstadt group chat. Dozens of notifications coming in at the same time.

You place your hand on his shoulder as he continues to text; "Well Kaeya, it was nice meeting you but I can see how tipsy you're getting. I think it's time you go home, or are you renting a place right now?"

No answer, he only keeps on giggling as he sees the pestering messages from his brother and others.

You let out a huff before man handling him out of his seat and bringing him towards Beidou. Now a light blush coated his cheeks, not only did he find that incredibly attractive but you still had your hands on him.

"Sorry for that hun, promise I won't be doing that again without your permission. Here Beidou, it was nice seeing you again. Take care of him will you?" And with that you were gone.

Not before making sure you left Kaeya a note with your phone number on it.

[1150 words; oct/1/21]

#virtual luvr is typing #male reader #x reader #x male reader #genshin x you #genshin impact x male reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact imagines #genshin impact oneshots #kaeya x reader #kaeya x male reader #kaeya oneshot #kaeya imagines

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aggimaginary · 2 years

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The Bad Guys trailer 1 (my version)

Mr. Wolf: Hey? You? Get over here!

The car drove down the street with cops chasing after it

Mr. Wolf: Oh, I know what it is (he drove the car closer to the viewers) You're afraid, because I'm the BIG BAD WOLF! The villain of every story

The song "Bad Guys by Billie Ellish was played in the background

Mr. Wolf: (narrates) And this is the crew: Ms. Tarantula, Mr. Shark, Mr. Piranha, Mr. Snake, Mr. Hornet

Ms. Tarantula: Everyone, copy?

Mr. Wolf: Copy.

Mr. Snake: Copy.

Mr. Hornet: Copy.

Mr. Piranha: Copy.

Mr. Shark: (fake feminine voice) Copy.

Mr. Wolf: (narrates) We're the Bad Guys.

Ms. Tarantula: It's crime time, baby! Shark, we need a distraction.

Mr. Shark: Do I get to improvise?

Mr. Wolf: Fine. Please be subtle

Shark spilled a glass of champagne, and threw a table away

Mr. Shark: I'm having a baby! (The crowd stood up) It there a doctor… or perhaps several security guards that could leave their post, and help me?!

Mr. Hornet: (watching from the chandelier; facepalmed) Seriously? That's not even subtle!

Mr. Wolf: (narrates) We were never given a chance to be anything more than criminals, but these are the cards we've been dealt, so we might as well play 'em.

Wolf was about to snatch a purse from an old lady, but she tripped down the stairs, causing him to grab the strap of her purse, and that stopped him from falling down the stairs. Wolf sighed as he continued to pull the strap for the old lady to get back up again.

Mr. Wolf: Here. Let me help you. Are you okay, ma'am?

Old woman: Thank you, dear. You're such a good boy

Mr. Wolf: Wait, what?

When the old lady left, Wolf watched her go, and his tailed showed up, swaying. He panicked and tried to stop it

Wolf then entered the kitchen where Piranha was chopping lemons.

Mr. Piranha: All good, brother?

Mr. Wolf: All good, yeah, yeah.

The elevator open, revealing the Bad Guys and their car, and their hideout was shown with their stuff.

Mr. Wolf: You ever wonder what it'd be like if the world wasn't scared of us?

Mr. Snake: Never gonna happen.

Mr. Wolf: Guys, we're gonna go good.

The gang made confusing/shocking faces.

Mr. Shark: Did oyu get hit on the head?

Professor Marmalade: These villains have an image problem. You need a makeover.

As soon as the limo left, Wolf wore a sheep pjs, Snake wore a pink dragon pjs, Shark wore a walrus pjs, Piranha wore a bear cub pjs, Tarantula wore a cat pjs, and Hornet wore a butterfly pjs.

Ms. Tarantula: Well, there goes our street cred.

In prison, hundreds of cops rounded up the Bad Guys at the center.

Mr. Wolf: Well, I'm tired of being an outcast! Maybe I don't wanna be a—

Mr. Snake: What?! A bad guy?!

Professor Marmalade: You'll have to choose between your friends or the good life.

Mr. Wolf: They're the only friend I ever had.

Diane Foxington: You have a chance to write your own story. What have you got to lose?

Mr. Wolf: I don't know. My dignity.

Wolf launched his grappling hook through the glass ceiling, and the team huddled up together, but Wolf's pants got ripped off.

Diane Foxington: Yeah, well, that ship has already sailed.

Wolf sped up the car, making his team embraced themselves.

Marmalade's car was parked at the Sunnyside Laboratory.

Professor Marmalade: That is an animal testing lab with helpless guinea pigs.

Mr. Snake: I'll rescue them

Ms. Tarantula: You've never volunteered for anything.

Mr. Hornet: Yeah. What're your plan?

At a room, Snake saw lots and lots of guinea pigs. It was like an "All-You-Can-Eat-Buffet" for him

Outside of the room, Wolf knocked on the door.

Mr. Wolf: Come on, Snake, open up

Mr. Snake: (slightly opening the door) Relax. These doors are complicated (he opened the door widely, revealing his stomach got bigger with full of guinea pigs)

Mr. Wolf/Mr. Shark/Mr. Piranha/Ms. Tarantula/Mr. Hornet: SNAKE!

Ms. Tarantula: Are you kidding me?!

Mr. Wolf: We're supposed to save them, not eat them!

Mr. Snake: Well, I'd say they've gone to a better place

Snake made a slight burp while Hornet facepalmed disappointedly.

Hypnotized guinea pigs with glowing blue eyes ran havoc on the street.

The car popped out of a garage with Wolf, who was driving, and Diane inside

Wolf pulled the gear shift, and steered the wheel. The Bad Guys smiled sinisterly in style during the slow motion.

A mysterious figure, presumably Diane, landed from the air to the floor, and kicked an incoming cop.

Piranha jumped one vehicle to another in the highway, placing trackers on them

The ground exploded as the Bad Guys escaped to the air with Wolf's grappling hook.

THE BAD GUYS

COMING SOON!

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Finally! I made a trailer script for my upcoming fanfic, The Bad Guys. I decided to write my own version of the movie with my brand-new OC, Mr. Hornet. You'll know him real soon. Stay tuned for more updates! Only available in Fanfiction.net, Wattpad, and Archive of Our Own.

#thebadguys #the bad guys movie #the bad guys dreamworks #dreamworks the bad guys #tbg #the bad guys movie 2022 #the bad guys 2022 #mr wolf #mr snake #mr shark #mr piranha #ms tarantula #mr hornet #the bad guys oc #tbg dreamworks #tbg trailer #the bad guys #fan trailer

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reynaruina · 3 years

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Update on the Ponytail Dib Situation

First of all, for the like handful of people still interested in this story: this is not an announcement that I'm giving up on it or pausing it. No need to panic :D

Now, as you may already know from being on my Patreon or Fan Discord servers, I have been struggling to finish this next chapter of the story. It has some very tough to write moments, mostly because I ailed over and over to find the right approach. Good news is, I'm finally on my way to getting it done!! But also, while trying to get it finished I ended up writing like, 2 side fics that are halfway done? One of em is straight up half of the original new chapter that i had to remove because it wouldn't really fit but it's still good as a thing on it's own, and now I gota figure out where it goes in the grand scheme of the story.

Bad news is, as always, I'm knee deep in other work so the progress on writing is a bit stop and start. Will hopefully have the new chapter done by the end of the month, however, and after it the story evens out a little and I have the next parts of it either done or halfway done, so you'll be seeing more of it pretty soon!. And as always you an periodically check on the AO3 Ponytail Dib AU tag, I am still constantly uploading the Tumblr fics and Comics there for archival purposes, I just uploaded some new stuff today, in fact!

Ty so much to all of you for your patience with me so far, and for always being so nice and excited with your responses to this story. Seriously, it's amazing seeing your reactions every time <3

#ponytail dib au #iz #zadr #invader zim #my art #my stuff #writing

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steponmepinkjun · 4 years

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Bringing Asra, Julian, and Lucio home to my family

(someone PLEASE remind me of the blog that started this trend so I can credit them!!! ❤️)

Asra 💜

My mom would be PSYCHED. That hair, those eyes, that golden skin? Sweetie, live your life, she would say. My Stepdad would be BEYOND enthused at his adventurous taste, and want to get his opinion on styles of art, vacation hotspots, and favorite foods. My older sister would clown him for the "90's bleached hair look," but she's the one who taught me tarot so as soon as he busts that out, she finna steal him for the rest of dinner to talk about spirituality, social justice, the meaning of life, etc. My younger brother would automatically dismiss him as a commie and return to his videogames. My dad, being retired airforce, would truly delight in teasing him for being so laid back and peace loving, but as a leftist at heart, and a hardcore animal lover, would IMMEDIATELY fall in love with Faust and offer to construct her a lil hammoc or sunhouse.

Julian 🖤

First of all, my mom would be in love. He's so TALL. And a DOCTOR? WHEW, girl, you hit the jackpot. She's gonna talk his ear off all dinner and make sure that she learns some recipes from his homeland for the next time I bring him over. (If he cries when he sees the spread of classic homemade Nevivonian dishes, she's gonna embrace him and cry right along with him. My mother is a Saint.) Stepdad Gerry is fascinated by his tales of travel and whenever Julian cracks a cheezy joke, Gerry laughs so hard he almost chokes. My sister spends all night quietly joking about the size of his feet, if you know what I mean, and we giggle together in the corner like idiots. My brother zones out of he's not talking about his time as a war medic or his pirateering. My dad is… skeptical, to say the least. But he appreciates a good bloody ER tale as much as the rest of em, and he doubles over laughing at Julian's dad jokes.

Lucio ❤️

My mom is gonna be the biggest fan here. She, like me, is an absolute sucker for some machismo and some beautiful pecs, not to mention the hair on this man… oh, and the MONEY? Oh, girl. She's tryna plan our wedding before we've left the dinner table. Oh, you'll buy her diamonds and furs? Don't forget a villa in Italy for dear old Mama… She's more than ready to be the mother he never had, giving him all the hugs and affection and support he needs. But she also makes sure that every red cent he gifts me goes straight into a bank account he has no access to, she's no fool and she'll be damned if I get shucked into any unhealthy way of living on her watch. Hell, she'll poison him herself if she has even an inkling he's not treating me right. Sister is ambivalent, she doesn't trust blondes, but trusts fellow capricorns even less. My brother is liable to send Lucio into a complete rage calling him a "pussyboy." My dad, however? His biggest fan. As a fellow vet, they'd share hours of war stories and swapping political ideologies. I'd probably fall asleep at the dinner table before I managed to tear them apart.

#Mine #the arcana #the arcana game #julian devorak #asra alnazar #asra #asra the arcana game #julian the arcana #asra the arcana #asra the magician #the arcana asra #Lucio #the arcana lucio #lucio the arcana #lucio lemon #the arcana game lucio #count lucio #Brining LIs home

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punkscowardschampions · 4 years

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Tommy & Meena

Tommy: [Late enough that the clean up is done and she could've potentially heard about some of the drama but not late enough that if there's a mcwalsh party whereby Ali gets knocked up that he wouldn't already be drunk at that feels like a starting point] Tommy: Cá mbeidh tú ag fliúchadh na seamróige? 🍀🧡💚 Meena: I was about to go down to the restaurant, just hang out there Meena: Caleb and Drew were going to some party but I was not invited so 🤷 Meena: What are you all up to? Tommy: 🍻🥃 Tommy: but the vibe's more drinking ourselves to death, doubt you want an invite either, like Meena: I think that's most people's vibe but they sound happier/more in denial about it...? Tommy: Yeah, it's casually cultural Meena: Yeah? Tommy: You're not feeling patriotic today? Meena: I don't really vibe it any day Meena: but that's not important Tommy: that's a no for the Irish dancing then, alright Meena: We can try Meena: I look even taller when I'm not allowed to move my upper body though Tommy: 😂 Meena: no leprechauns here Tommy: any 🌈💰? Meena: no more than normal 💔 Tommy: I'll be right there then 🌈✨ Meena: That's your superpower Meena: I don't know how 🍀🧡💚 Gus has gone, you'll probably feel more at 🏡 where you are Tommy: It ain't feeling very 🏡 but 💌 received Tommy: I'll stay put, feet & upper body Meena: Why not? Tommy: long story Tommy: you'll hear the short one at 🏫 probably Meena: You don't feel like telling it, understood Meena: is there anything I can do? Tommy: I don't know how to, more like Tommy: you'd redraft it before you were done with the 1st for being too Tommy: unreadable Meena: Nonsense poetry is my specialty Tommy: Yeah? Tommy: maybe you should've been there to roll out the welcome wagon for my new sister Meena: New sister? Meena: Oh, do you mean your mum's baby Meena: not baby now, from before Tommy: she definitely ain't a baby now Meena: So, she came and it went bad Meena: I'm so sorry, Tommy Meena: how bad are we talking? Tommy: bad as it gets Meena: Is your mum alright, I mean Meena: stupid question, but Tommy: It's a fair question & I wish the answer was yeah Tommy: or there was fuck all I could do Meena: That's terrible Tommy: I've gotta go back to school, how can I? Meena: For them Meena: sometimes all you can do is give everyone a small sense of normality Meena: even when you don't want to, or think you can't go on yourself Tommy: Ali can't hold down the fort all on her own, alright, she probably can, but she shouldn't have to Meena: She won't be Meena: she has Carly, and me and Ro and, loads of people, really Meena: I promise we'll all do what we can Tommy: Don't start me on Ro, she wasn't even there Meena: Where was she? Tommy: Fuck knows Tommy: I thought she might be with you Tommy: or your brother Meena: She wasn't with me Meena: maybe Drew but I doubt it, he's been out and about everywhere all day, obviously Tommy: she'll be at home then Meena: Oh, that's a bit Meena: I understand under normal circumstances the pub on St Paddy's is not her ideal place to be but as it was Meena: anyway, that's all to say, you don't need to worry about Ali, she has a good support system to support your parents and take care of Rocky Meena: do you have people YOU can talk to and lean on at school? Tommy: yeah, Carly's ace with him & Ali to have lasted this long, like Tommy: I ain't telling anyone at school about this, loads of 'em already think I'm trash Tommy: or come from it Tommy: they've got a point now Meena: No, they don't Meena: your family are some of the best people I know Meena: you're not anything to be ashamed of Tommy: Everyone around here knows that Joe would be your brother's best customer except he don't carry the right stuff & now loads of 'em also know she's as bad, nah, worse Tommy: & that together they're Tommy: I can't even fucking go there Meena: People shouldn't judge him by that, never mind you as his family Tommy: They do though Tommy: keeping my mouth shut about it at school is my best option Meena: as long as you can express yourself and have an outlet through your work, I can't say I blame you Meena: you don't have to tell everyone everything Tommy: or anything Tommy: 🩰 will do Meena: I shouldn't say anything against words, given who I am and what I want to be but Meena: a comfortable silence can be preferable to words you're unsure of, words that hurt, or that you don't want to speak into existence Tommy: Yeah, I'd take an uncomfortable silence over that too Tommy: everyone's hurting & unsure enough Meena: if it's good enough for Maya Meena: 🤐 Tommy: I didn't mean with you Meena: You can always talk to me Meena: no matter the quality or quantity of your words Meena: you know that Tommy: okay Meena: but no rush on it Meena: obviously Meena: and I won't fill the silence with total nonsense, like Tommy: but those poems are your speciality Tommy: self proclaimed, like, but still Meena: Rude to doubt me Meena: 🥬🐢🐌👑 Tommy: Gimme one then Tommy: best shot Meena Though some at my aversion smile, I cannot love the crocodile. Its conduct does not seem to me Consistent with sincerity. Meena: 🐊💔 Tommy: He is basically a 🐍 with feet Tommy: You 🖋 that? Meena: Sadly not Meena: I'll try to write something as appropriate scathing for your brother Tommy: Or as 💔 for me, yeah? Meena: Of course Meena: what could be better to cheer you up? 😏 Tommy: as a feel good goes it's obviously unrivalled even by 🍻🎵💃🕺 Tommy: that's the level of your talent Meena: You're either that drunk or you wish you were...code red either way Meena: you could come to the restaurant though, if you actually wanted Tommy: Get ahead at waiting tables for when the West End fucks me off & over Tommy: good thinking Meena: Please Meena: your name is already in lights, I can see it Meena: 🤩 Tommy: as you said please, I'll come Meena: manners maketh the man do what you want? Meena: interesting Tommy: works on this one Tommy: how much of a man I am is up for debate, usually Meena: People are idiots Meena: and too invested in stuff that doesn't affect them whatsoever Tommy: like you said, practically a local celeb at this point Meena: still, what's going on in your tights is just not their business Tommy: that's such a you way to put that Meena: I'll choose to take that as a compliment on me having a consistent voice Meena: though the alternatives are 🤔 Tommy: take as I miss you Meena: Are you back for long? Tommy: Nah, they ain't that patriotic either Tommy: I shouldn't even be here, wouldn't have been if she wasn't coming Meena: That's shittier Tommy: maybe JC is trying to keep me humble before I get too 🤩 Meena: It's Patrick that needs to make a second coming to banish your brother 🐍🐍 Tommy: he's already done that himself Meena: Oh, that was the purpose of today then? Meena: I get it Tommy: if he had one Tommy: might have just been out of his 🧠 on whatever 💊💉🥄🚬 Tommy: or worse so 😍 over her that's all that he gives a shit about besides the above Meena: Wait Meena: he's what? Tommy: you'll hear about it soon as you get back to class, they were doing it for everyone to see Tommy: her purpose given what it did to my ma Meena: Jesus Meena: that's Meena: you're right, no words Tommy: at least he one upped Fraze, I guess Meena: does make that situation seem totally run of the mill in comparison Meena: I have heard it happens Meena: when people who are related but estranged meet Meena: it's like a thing™ Meena: not that that helps you personally, obviously Tommy: Really?! Meena: [sends articles like nerd] Tommy: fucking hell Meena: It's crazy Meena: like you know there should be some strong emotional response but you kinda get it fucked up or something Meena: I don't know, science isn't my forte Tommy: nor mine, but if anyone would get those kind of wires crossed, it would have to be him Tommy: Jesus Meena: at least he didn't have a wife and kids to leave or something like some of these people Meena: it's really sad Tommy: you didn't see her though, she's like Tommy: terrifying Meena: I don't think they have to be a hottie but it probably helps in some cases Tommy: 😂 Meena: how so though? like what was she like Tommy: Alright so if they were putting a modern twist on Frankenstein's monster for the stage she could play that, but she'd need serious anger management first Tommy: electroshock wouldn't be far off, funnily enough Meena: Okay, that does sound scary Meena: even if looks can be deceiving, is the moral my own life has hit home hard, sounds like the insides matched so Tommy: It was like if you took every teenage horror story my ma has told us, scraped off the sugarcoating and then mixed that with the worst shit Fraze has ever done when he's on one, you still wouldn't come close to the mark Meena: I know the sort you mean Meena: no matter how well Drew and Caleb think they do with protecting me, I've had plenty of people approach me asking for them, messing with me Tommy: this once I'm gutted you know what I mean then Tommy: 'cause fuck that Meena: mostly it's the former and it's stupid little kids who want some weed or pills, that's just annoying but yeah Tommy: you know boxing's footwork is dead easy, I could teach you what my dad taught me Tommy: any time you want Meena: thanks Meena: at least my height would finally work in my favour, right? Meena: better reach Tommy: bigger 🎯 too remember Tommy: you have to keep your guard up to protect that face Meena: sounds like you're saying I'm 🌚 Tommy: 😮 Tommy: that's awkward Meena: *frantically googles how to shrink head* Tommy: nah, it's awkward 'cause you grew into your head ages ago & I didn't throw you a 🥳 or anything Tommy: must of happened all of a sudden or without me realising Meena: grew into it?! Meena: so I was a bobblehead before, thanks so much 😂 Tommy: only slightly Meena: I'm only slightly 💔 then Tommy: don't be, it was endearing Tommy: you were a cute kid Meena: okay 👵 Meena: no need to patronize me Meena: my head is only literally big, not metaphorically Tommy: come on, a 🍭 is a great look Meena: Better than a pea-head Tommy: or a 🍐 head like I've got Meena: it's distinguished Meena: be gutted you don't want to be a character actor Tommy: nice save, you can teach me ⚽ when we're done with 🥊 Meena: Sounds good to me Tommy: 👍 Tommy: [show up boy cos the restaurant can't be that far from the pub surely] Meena: [have a nerdy but more chill time, Gus loves everyone he's a good egg, I say you should go to this party for the drama of it all sod it] Tommy: [agreed x 2 the restaurant would have such a nice vibe when Drew and Caleb aren't there which they obviously aren't rn and then yeah we can get more messy with it] Meena: [okay so the plan, we having a lovely time (given the circumstances tonight lol) then her boyf shows up] Tommy: [I just picture her bf being so underwhelming like no offense but he'd have to be someone that Tommy didn't clock on socials so when he realises he's like oh and then dials his campness up to 1000000 being that gay BFF stereotype which she would pick up on immediately cos that's not how he is with her except when he's hiding behind it cos things are uncomfortable between them. I just imagine him raiding Ali & Carly's makeup and wardrobe and making the gayest cocktails he can and getting Meena involved and stealing her attention] Meena: [he wouldn't be and he's also lowkey an arsehole as per her type so he wouldn't be all ❤ on her socials anyway, but all this can be a thing 'cos not seeing the gay boy as a threat and probably wants to get drunk so] Tommy: [don't beat him up Tommy you don't want her to think you're doing it for Drew and Caleb like reasons] Meena: [at least we know you two are distracted] Tommy: [thanks for also getting Carly and Ali involved in your gay antics because we all need whatever fun we can get] Meena: [until you gotta go pregnant Ali] Tommy: [lord, I hope Tommy has left by then] Meena: [lordt] Tommy: [casual 3way with your missus and the less attractive drug dealer in town] Meena: [thank god your genetics are solid underneath that mess boy] Tommy: [and we know Rio looks like Ali anyways] Meena: [you do alright out of it kids] Tommy: [it could be so much worse] Meena: [blame your dad for your insecurities grace] Tommy: [and your evil nan] Meena: [junie is just #unique like no one looking like you boy, the closest is fraze as your uncle] Tommy: [unless he looks like Caleb's dad because we don't know him] Meena: [who can say baby] Tommy: [anyway take a moment to appreciate all the Tommy and Meena dancing everyone, giving you that for free] Meena: [love that] Tommy: [soz shit bf he is a threat because their chemistry especially when they are dancing is ridiculous goodbye] Meena: [deffo gonna get mardy at that and go off to have an argument] Tommy: [are you happy now Thomas? Thought not] Meena: [awkwarddd] Tommy: [get drunker boy that'll totally make it better and not worse] Meena: [cry in the bathroom that's a mood] Tommy: [ruin your make up, oh babe] Meena: [everyone else is so wrecked you'll fit in] Tommy: [by not doing drugs you're one of the least messy] Meena: [exactly dr phil] Meena: [the next day] Meena: Have a safe flight back Tommy: Cheers, I'll probably just 💤 Meena: Can't blame you Tommy: did you get any? Meena: Yeah, I'm fine Meena: had to get up early to clean the restaurant though so not as much as I'd ideally want Tommy: had another 🌱🍏🍈🥬🌿🍐🥝🥒🌼 juice, yeah? Tommy: that's pretty patriotic, you know Tommy: better late than never, like Tommy: throw 🍊🍑🥕 in there too & you're sorted Meena: Yeah, I bet EVERYONE in this fair nation is starting a juice cleanse this AM, not having a fry-up, nah Tommy: 😏 Tommy: green eggs & ham would keep you in theme Meena: 🤢 Tommy: fair 🍳🥞🧇🥓🥐🥯🍞 then Tommy: take your pick Meena: are you gonna post it to me? Tommy: be messy if you're having 🍳 or 🥞 but saves me having to use any words Meena: Probably best to stick to non-perishables Meena: best option for us both, like Tommy: Yeah Meena: How was it, this morning Meena: before you left Tommy: how you'd expect Meena: Yeah Tommy: Bea has to leave too so Fraze's dramatics will take centre stage for a sec but Meena: Distraction is probably the best technique for right now Tommy: worked last night Meena: I bet the parties you have in London are even better Tommy: only 'cause we 🩰 ain't supposed to be partying Meena: and what's more fun than prohibition, sure Tommy: forbidden 🍏🍎🍐🍊🍋🍌🍉🍇🍓🍈🍒🍑🥭🍍🥥🥝 juice is my fave, can't lie Meena: 🙄😏 Meena: enjoy Tommy: you're not supposed to give me your blessing, sucks the fun right out Tommy: forbidden, remember Meena: I'm not a teacher Tommy: yeah you are, whenever Anne needs you Meena: Okay, smartypants Meena: there's nothing I could teach YOU Tommy: not with THAT attitude Meena: 🤨 maybe next time Meena: bring your own 🩰 Tommy: & 🥊 Meena: a look Tommy: the 🩳 are too Meena: what do you wear on your top half though Meena: leotard? Tommy: lads don't usually wear anything to show off 💪 Meena: Who are you showing off to? Tommy: The other lad of course, name a sport that ain't homoerotic Meena: not when you come back here Tommy: when I come back here most of all Meena: no boys in my classes Tommy: Anne's been a letdown from the very beginning, what can I say? Tommy: you're on your own, Meeps Meena: I'll survive Tommy: I know

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James & Ava

James: [okay so we all know the mood is that he sees whatever she's posted and literally goes there immediately with no thought of who else could also be cos he NEEDS to check that she's alright. The drama of it all] Ava: [but luckily no one is there and she'd be so shocked but also grateful 'cos no one wants to be alone and feeling unwell, esp. not in hospital] James: [when he'd have to say he was her brother so he can take her #awkward] Ava: [lollol finding that more amusing than you would otherwise 'cos concussion breaking your awks] James: [oh she'd be so cute I can't] Ava: [just hugging him so hard] James: [we all need that moment but sadly it cannot last forever because he'd have some driver doing circles endlessly cos there's nowhere to park at hospitals ever] Ava: [seriously, and it's so expensive] James: [when you were so desperate to get in there you didn't think about how long it could have taken like she could've been admitted and that driver is just lowkey out there for the rest of time] Ava: [lmao i wonder how long he'd wait for that bag before getting bored, luckily they'd low-key be ready to get rid 'cos too busy and overcrowded] James: [practically pushing her out the door as soon as they saw someone show up for her so he doesn't even have time to give her a feelsy speech lol] James: [just help her out to the car boy, you've had a lot of practice with drunk girls in heels and it'd be the same vibe] Ava: [just saying thank you over and over] James: [meanwhile he's asking her if she's okay over and over like every step they trying to take here] Ava: ['Oh God, you must think I'm so stupid, I swear, they came out of nowhere'] James: ['We both know you're not stupid, Ava' shout out to that text cleverness 5ever tbh 'I'm just glad you weren't seriously hurt'] Ava: ['How have you been, I've been so worried' shoutout to this concussion giving me shameless freedom lol] James: [when you can only shake your head because 1. you ain't been good 2. you don't wanna tell her any of it and 3. you don't think you deserve her worry/ want her to worry about you] Ava: [sad face] James: [stopping to stroke said face, don't fall over girl, he's got you] Ava: ['James-' and then just looking 'cos what can you say] James: [looking back at her cos likewise but then you gotta drop them eyes cos so sad] Ava: ['you look tired' and making more of an actual effort to get into this car] James: ['I am tired' but helping her in and doing her seatbelt for her because not gonna see her struggle ever, telling the driver her address because there's nowhere else you can take her but home even though you have no idea if as soon as you get there someone is gonna show up for her and you obviously don't want that] Ava: [patting your shoulder like 'you can come sleep' like no no one can babe] James: ['no' but a little smile cos she's cute af 'I'm supposed to keep you awake'] Ava: [when you make a face like 😏] James: ['by which, of course, I mean, you've got a 8 hour date with Edward Cullen ahead of you'] Ava: [grinning like a fool but then being like, wait 'you'll stay though, can you?'] James: ['I'm not going to leave you alone' oh the heavy unspoken implication that she might not be if the friends or fam descend 💔] Ava: [resting your head on him as a silent thank you but then lifting it like 'so awake, promise'[ James: [stroking her hair and keeping an eye like] Ava: [being like let me tell YOU a story and honestly God knows but it'd be cute and she'd be trying to match his storyteller energy] James: [when that's lowkey the moment he falls in love with her bye] Ava: [asking the driver to play the new moon soundtrack] James: [loling and honestly when was the last time he did that, we all know it was when they were together] Ava: [live the emo life and love it babes] James: [he's GOTTA dance in his seat to keep her awake, no other reason #notanerd lol] Ava: [just clapping and cheering him on like nothing to see here driver God bless] James: [so not what that man was expecting to 👀 or 👂] Ava: [freaking out drivers is low-key a fave] James: [the one time you're happy about London traffic tbh] Ava: [even though we ain't gonna interrupt, you don't know that boy] James: [speaking of, probably send a text or something to check on the kids because you just ran like assumedly they at their grandparents but] Ava: [never leaving 'em with Chlo we all know] James: [lord her and Jay would kill each other] Ava: [I'd genuinely be worried for her safety so don't blame you remotely boy, least her parents are invested] James: [literally though & you can have those grandparents forever babs we ain't taking them away from you] Ava: [awkward that your mum never shows but that's just that on that] James: [lbr that's for the best stick with your dads kiddos] Ava: [we all know it, even if Matty might not end up remembering much] James: [Ava lowkey her mum now oops] Ava: [and Jay's actual auntie...lol what a tangled web we weave boo] James: [at least they can all stay connected] Ava: [true facts] James: [makes my heart happy even if it's weird] Ava: [lean in to how weird this family is James] James: [they weird af but they're better than the one he's got #noshadetoTeddythough] Ava: [all the shade to you Chlo, sort it out] James: [her poor future children & husband] Ava: [honestly, good luck] James: [he'd have to be about everything she is or else what the fuck] James: [anyway we've been sidetracked get to Baze's house you two] Ava: [movie marathon awaits, what else do we vibe or shall we just try and see what comes out, like] James: [let's just run with it and see what happens because we extra and anything could be said and done tbh] James: [imagine how awkward it'd be when they get there because he'd have to send her in first and just be shitting himself in the car like is anyone there or no] Ava: [at least you know full well no one is there 'cos business trips forever so you're just at the door shaking your head and doing the 'come on' gesture] James: [he'd just help her to the sofa like immediately & get her blankets and pillows and painkillers (even though it wouldn't touch a concussion headache) and a phone charger and everything else she could possibly need cos Chloe's got him trained like a dog] Ava: [low-key pulling at him, gently, like boy sit down] James: [when you are then looking at her like what did I forget/ do wrong before you realise] Ava: [squeezing his hand because you can only say thank you so many times, putting the film on but then pausing and gasping so dramatically 'coffee, I promised you coffee' and going to get up like can you be careful please] James: [thinking she's in pain or something because of that gasp so being at her side like 0-1000 and slowing her down cos they can do it together thank you] Ava: [making a face at herself like ffs when she catches on 'I'm not trying to age you' and touching his non-grey hair and wrinkles like totally necessary yep] James: ['but you're offering me coffee, what's next red meat or red wine?' but no actual shade cos we both know he doesn't care and none of that is what's aging him anyway, taking her hand from his face and gently kissing said hand before handholding to lead her to her own kitchen like let's do this] Ava: ['I don't know where my cigarettes are' shrugs and smiles like sorry not sorry, smiles even harder but lowkey stops breathing when, kissing ontop of where he just kissed her hand, then getting to this all-singing all-dancing coffee machine 'you have to pick the most daring option, one you've never, ever tried before, okay?' and waggling her finger like so serious about this] James: [takes his own cigarettes out of his pocket and slides the pack over to her 'okay' and does pick, really concentrating on the decision even though there'd be so much shit he hasn't tried and we all know he could just pick option 1 and be done] Ava: [takes one out and puts it behind her ear for later 'cos no need to light up in your parents home, just watching him 'cos so cute and then nodding like yes, good choice and picks the same, setting up this machine 'cos they're always more confusing and/or time-consuming than they need to be I swear] James: [where's the lie you gotta have the knack I swear, his turn to watch her now though because she's beautiful doing anything ever and he missed her so bad] Ava: [ahh coffee goodtimes forever] James: [he needs it cos he is tired af so thanks Ava you babe] Ava: ['do we talk about what happened, or do we write it off?' when you just saying this casually whilst waiting for your coffees] James: ['I don't know' because he is genuinely torn between wanting to and also not] Ava: ['Wait and see how we feel' 'cos no rush or pressure here 'you better carry these though' 'cos we don't need burns as well ty] James: ['wait here a minute for me' because carries the drinks through and then comes back for her because why not carry her though as well obvs] Ava: [does and loves it 'I've missed you, you know'] James: ['I know now' just giving her 😍 casually 'I've missed you too'] Ava: [😍 right back 'Ask anyone' when you're talking about your mood but you realize that sounds like you been telling the world lol 'I mean, I've been a delight' 🙄] James: [when you shake your head like no it's okay 'I overreacted about your cousin, I'm sorry' takes a deep breath remembering that whole sad ending moment 'And I'm sorry for fucking up the start of your summer' because she loves it and he knows] Ava: ['I understand why, understood, whatever. And I am still sorry, I was just too excited and-' sighs like, you know, squeezing his hand again 'I promise, that's all sorted now though' 'cos clearly told her it's over by now, 'cos thought it was anyway; she nods like thanks but shrugs like it's okay too, don't worry 'Sure even I can't be grumpy in the Seychelles, like'] James: [blatantly almost kissing her because he understands the whole being too highkey thing because he was (*cough* is) too but doesn't because she's going away 'when are you going?'] Ava: [sad face like you didn't just say you aren't gonna be grumpy 'when my parents get back, couple of days'] James: [strokes her face again like he did earlier 'you'll feel better by then' because someone's meant to watch you for 48 hours actually NHS website says] Ava: [😈 me 😇 her looking at him 'how did you even- why- I-' continuously cutting herself off 'cos you know he was checking in on you now and you know he came without hesitating so it doesn't need to be said 'Oh, James'] James: ['Ava' saying her name with SO MUCH feeling that I cannot 'I had to' when you mean so many things by that like you had to go but you have to stay now and you had to make sure she was okay today but also you had to keep checking on her the whole time] Ava: [definitely gonna go in to kiss him can't stop that soz] James: [we all know it was only a matter of time and that this is gonna turn into a not at all casual make out session] Ava: [you honestly deserve it lads] James: [that coffee gonna be cold and they won't even notice] Ava: [the movies are also not being watched lmao but no one cares rn] James: [on pause forever sorry not sorry] James: [but eventually like after AN AGE one of them should lean on the remote or whatever so it starts playing and they're like wtf] Ava: [when you shit yourself like who is here but then loving 'cos hi Edward] James: [we all shitting ourselves and all loling] Ava: ['he's very possessive' no lie] James: [looking at Edward and then kissing her again like when you're trying to make someone jealous] Ava: [when you're loling too hard into his mouth like 'scuse me] James: [kissing her neck instead so she can have her adorable lol] Ava: [reacting to that in a v different way] James: [we back at it again at krispy kreme soz twilight saga] Ava: [i swear to god the ily curse is so real] James: [this always happens to us, don't talk for a bit lads, wink wonk] Ava: [its because we give them such high-pressure situations but yes, you should fully hook up 'cos haven't yet] James: [I wonder if the orgasm headache thing would work for a concussion one or not] Ava: [my boo says #experiment] James: [imma google it but I don't expect an answer] James: [nobody is telling me but if it can help a migraine I don't see why it wouldn't] Ava: [you'll be fine bitch, just a shameless excuse that he needs to hang around longer] James: [we should totally also do the shameless thing when he falls asleep and then wakes up immediately but is like oh no how long was I asleep because not only worried about her we know] Ava: [for sure, just there chilling like 🥰 'not long, but you looked peaceful'] James: ['I was' and more 😍 'I am' just snuggling happily because deserved af] Ava: [kissing the top of his head 'good' then lying down and snuggling harder 'I'm so glad you're here, that you're okay'] James: ['I'm glad that I'm here & that you're okay' kissing her forehead and holding her so tightly because he was so worried that something much worse had happened to her] Ava: ['It was kinda scary how much I missed you- like I said I WAS extra but I think, no, I still am, I can't lie to you'[ James: [when you are just falling so hard for her rn smiling like look at this perfect 😇 'you don't have to miss me any longer, minus however long you're spending in the Seychelles, of course'] Ava: ['Yeah?' trying but failing not to sound so hopeful 'And two weeks, so not as long as it has been, not that I was definitely counting or anything'] James: ['I was afraid, no, I am afraid but very few things have ever scared me as much as when I saw you were in hospital & I thought-'] Ava: [just holding him back even tighter like you could not be closer 'I'm so sorry I scared you, I won't ever do it again, even if I get hit by something more substantial than a 90lbs mum on a lightweight bike' and shaking her head with a lil lol 'cos it is funny even though it can be as bad as a car crash actual sometimes] James: ['You scare me in the best ways, you don't have to stop, I don't want you to' because think of the new things he's already done and the new things he's already felt, it makes me emosh goodbye] Ava: [when that's the hottest thing you've ever heard like 'scuse me round two] James: [you've actually got all night for once so make the most of it lads] Ava: [like literally no one needs it more than him so I'm allowing it, there's enough shit happened, happening and still to come] James: [amen to that] Ava: [happy bubble forever] James: [if only like, he is NOT gonna wanna leave in the morning but maybe we could say that like Jay has a playdate with friends or something cos soz babe you can't keep a secret so he just gets the baby and comes back] Ava: [that would be a moment] James: [just casually meet each other how cute] Ava: [have a normal, happy day like you're meant to oh] James: [you all deserve it truly] Ava: [meet your potential future stepchild babe] James: [do we wanna have them go out or stay in?] Ava: [🤔 obvs really want them to go to Kensington Park 'cos Peter Pan and like obvs I doubt anyone who would be bothered to report to Chloe is gonna be there but it is risky so maybe save it idk] James: [we will bookmark that for the future because MUST but they could take Frank on a walk somewhere cos we ain't referenced that sweet sir even if it's just through the streets like] Ava: [that's a good shout, you better be a good boy lol] James: [and don't cockblock them rn please] James: [they'd look like a little fam, I am FINE] Ava: [and lowkey behave more like one in one day like the bar is so low tah Chlo] James: [the scolding tea] James: how are you feeling? Ava: 😊 So happy Ava: Only a bit tired from the whole staying awake thing and you keeping me awake, like 😏 Ava: oh, and Frank said you've redeemed yourself so well done there too Ava: how're you and the girls? James: I'm happy to hear all of that James: has your dizziness gone? James: we're fine, but tired too Ava: Yeah Ava: barely a headache Ava: and my parents get in early AM so I should be all set to go when they do get here James: how much packing is there left to do? Ava: All of it but deciding which 14 bikinis I wanna take shouldn't take too long James: are you sure? I think it would take me a really long time to decide Ava: I'll put some stories up Ava: You can help me Ava: I reckon I need your clearly more considered opinion James: of course you do James: you wouldn't want to spend the entirety of your holiday wishing you'd chosen differently Ava: so true Ava: especially as I'm not allowed to pack my pout James: everyone is well aware of how important the pursuit of a tan is to you, darling, anything that jeopardises that, well, it's bound to be very pout inducing James: you'll be forgiven Ava: I don't know if my family is as forgiving as you Ava: perhaps they don't like my pout as much Ava: they definitely aren't as supportive in bikini related decision making James: I'll dedicate paragraphs to both James: multiple lengthy ones Ava: It'll seem gratuitous in the movie but nothing is too much for the book James: as long as it remains included in the director's cut James: or else I will be devastated Ava: I'll demand it in my contract Ava: I think it'll be a first in favour of taking your clothes off instead of keeping 'em on James: thank you James: you do deserve a multitude of firsts, honestly Ava: you deserve so much Ava: much more than I'm allowed to give you Ava: that reminds me Ava: as I can't give you anything as a thank you, I've had to get creative James: so much of what I deserve is negative & there is nothing you owe to me in any capacity, thanks included James: but I'd never want to discourage creativity Ava: Shh sh Ava: in the spirit of firsts and trying new things Ava: when you're all less worn out, go to [a sassy but kid-friendly cafe/restaurant that's a bit out there and exotic and definitely nowhere Chloe has ever made you take her] and tell 'em you're eating on me, yeah Ava: then when I get back and you're free, you're coming over and I'm cooking James: Ava Ava: It's already arranged, I go there all the time, it's the 2nd best Brazilian food I've had James: you've been to Brazil for the 1st, haven't you? I can tell Ava: Actually no, mores the pity Ava: but my Uncle is Brazilian and a chef, my cousin too Ava: having a big weird family has unexpected perks Ava: if you like it, I already have a recipe lined up that's meant to be 🔥 but even a novice like me can master it James: you'll have to wait patiently for my review because I regrettably can't send you a picture of my face after the 1st mouthful to serve as one, but okay Ava: I'll do my best Ava: though having any patience when it comes to you doesn't seem to be my strong suit Ava: arguably not a virtue I'm known for, ever, but especially now James: I'll do my best not to miss you so hard that it's physically painful but that doesn't appear to be my strong suit either & as previously agreed, I won't make any promises I'm forced to immediately break Ava: Oh Ava: Knowing it wasn't just me finding out that painful cliche is painfully real is somehow a comfort, to know you'll want to avoid the feeling as much as I do from now on but it also hurts me even more, the idea of you having to feel it at all in the first place Ava: but there is no conflict in just how hard I'm looking forward to seeing you again after this ill-timed holiday James: I don't ever want you to be in pain because of me, I have to insist on only the good cliches going forward James: devastatingly a postcard can't be included in that Ava: Hmm, got any long-lost great aunties I can pretend to be? 🤔😂 James: If I do my wife is bound to be aware of them, their current financial situation & any possible health concerns they are facing Ava: Valid Ava: Don't need to give her any more reason to 💀💀💀 me Ava: At least no holiday is complete without the obligatory narcissistic poolside shoot James: suffice to say I've never had a complete holiday, in that case Ava: I bet you've had to be cameraman plenty though Ava: so rude when you're so nice to look at James: & yet I've never been trusted to pick a filter Ava: 🙄 Ava: does she not know that you're an artiste James: no, it's our secret Ava: 😊 I like that James: I like you Ava: I like that more James: I wish I could see you again before you go Ava: Me too Ava: I kinda wish I weren't going James: how early are your parents getting back exactly? Ava: like 4am kinda early James: I won't make you stay awake again James: I know how tired you must be Ava: 🥺 James: I'm so relieved that I can't see that look on your actual face Ava: It's 💔 Ava: but I'll survive Ava: about James: you're a very strong person Ava: You James: I'm not Ava: You are though Ava: you put up with so much shit James: is that strength or is it weakness? Ava: I think it's strength Ava: You can't necessarily stop shit happening or get shit out of your life Ava: no matter how strong Ava: and you manage to do all the shit you have to regardless James: I'd like to think you're right Ava: Then you should Ava: I encourage it Ava: 🤓 me James: you are undeniably clever Ava: Try to be Ava: when I'm not standing in the middle of cycle paths, obviously James: I heard you say that bike came out of nowhere Ava: Yeah Ava: I miss you already Ava: Frank is not as good a nurse, like at all James: if you can fall asleep now, I'd feel less guilty about the prospect of asking you not to later James: should I hypothetically be able to get away Ava: 🛌🏃 Ava: Promise James: I can't give you a promise back Ava: I know Ava: but this way, I either stay asleep and that's that Ava: or I get the best surprise to wake me up James: what did I do to deserve you? Ava: This is the part where I say something very bad but Ava: you don't seem capable Ava: you're just James: whatever it was, I need to know so I can keep doing it Ava: just be you Ava: another cliche you've proven to be true and real James: this fortnight without you is going to be really cliche James: there's no chance of it existing beyond the 1st draft Ava: not even for my eyes only? James: well James: maybe Ava: Please please please James: okay James: you are my fairest critic & you do have beautiful eyes Ava: Yours are better Ava: but I won't be too jealous if I get to look at them more James: I definitely can't promise not to be envious of everyone in the Seychelles who will get to look at you more than I can Ava: Do you ever get a decent lunchbreak? Ava: we could facetime James: I'll figure something out James: because my dad takes the longest lunch breaks, you'd be forgiven for thinking it's the 80s Ava: 😏 we love a throwback 🙄 James: I'll take Matty to work with me, she'll distract whoever I need her to Ava: She is very cute Ava: I see it James: I won't be saying anything the like of that if she won't sleep tonight though Ava: 🤞 for you and her Ava: shame she's not yet at the walking stage Ava: Frank is so 💤 James: I can't keep her in any kind of routine, it's frustrating for both of us Ava: That's hard James: it's harder for her than it is for me, she never knows what's happening Ava: She'll get there Ava: I was the worst baby Ava: hopefully before you totally lose your mind, 'course James: I find it impossible to believe you weren't 😇 Ava: I was pretty premmie so my poor parents were confined to perpetual bright light for ages when I got home James: both the girls were so late James: that was an entirely different struggle Ava: I can imagine how delightful Ava: usually excusable but when you set the bar low to begin with 😬 James: the last thing I want to do is badmouth her to you, but as we know, sometimes things write themselves Ava: I feel you Ava: not a cliche I particularly wanna be either James: of course not Ava: but you can vent, you know Ava: I don't even have to reply, just if you need to put it somewhere James: no, I can't Ava: okay, just a suggestion James: so much of this is already not fair to you, Ava Ava: I don't think it is Ava: you've never lied about any of it, you're always realistic about what you can and can't give me Ava: and I'd like to help, in any tiny way I'm able James: you don't know what she's like & I'd rather you didn't have to know James: let's keep it at you don't do sympathy Ava: I know very little but that's not positive so it doesn't take your author level of imagination if I wanna go there without your guidance Ava: and it isn't sympathy but okay Ava: I won't mention her and you don't have to either James: I just can't have you seeing me differently because Ava: I'd never see you differently because of what she's like as a person James: it's too big of a risk for me to take, that you'll end up thinking less of me than you do now Ava: You can trust me Ava: but you don't have to Ava: I won't push anything, I don't need to Ava: as much as I want to take things fast in so many respects, I'm never going to take it where you don't want it James: it isn't you I don't trust James: I'm not a reliable narrator, she's made sure I'm not Ava: However...intertwined and diluted you feel your story got, because of her, because of whatever Ava: it's always gonna be your story to tell, if you want it Ava: and I'll always listen to how you tell it James: Ava Ava: James James: if it was a story I was in control of I'd come to the airport & tell you not to go James: cliche or not Ava: and I'd stay Ava: but that's far too much like a happy ending and we've only just begun James: you're right again Ava: don't sound so surprised 😉 James: I was actually trying to decide where it falls on the scale of ideas & habits, good, bad or somewhere in between James: that you always seem to be Ava: Have you drawn a conclusion yet? James: I couldn't possibly tell you James: you're supposed to be asleep Ava: damn Ava: you'll tell me in the morning? James: yes Ava: Okay, I'll go, as long as you know it is so reluctantly it's practically under protest James: & I won't stay here hoping you don't, as long as you know it's under identical conditions Ava: Noted Ava: Goodnight and sweet dreams for whenever that happens for you then, love James: thank you

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Janis & Grace

Janis: hey Janis: how you settling back in? Grace: ugh Grace: no weirder than its gotta be for you tho Janis: 😕 bummer Janis: lack of sunshine too real a metaphor Janis: well Grace: OMG SPILL Janis: Cass text and the situation sounded dire enough that I had to just talk to him Janis: and thank fuck, it didn't blow up in my face Grace: Love it Grace: not the dire situ obvs but like Grace: 💘💘 Janis: Yeah Janis: I think it's gonna be alright Grace: Yay!! Grace: I called it but still buzzing to hear it from you babes Janis: You wanna claim to know things now? Janis: let you have it 😜 Grace: excuse you bitch I do know things Grace: but it's not hard when you and barista boy are so obvs Janis: 🔮 Janis: obvs enough you spotted him? Janis: keep it on the DL Grace: Duh Grace: 😂 Janis: 😂 Awh Janis: poor baby Grace: I don't have to feel bad for either of you any more so Janis: Shame Janis: getting used to the perks Grace: cope with it bitch im not bringing you food just cos Grace: it's your turn tbh Janis: are you that 💔 forreal Grace: not about to ✂ levels of hard honey Grace: but idk Janis: thank god, don't you dare piggyback on my depression era bob, bitch Janis: no twinning Janis: you'll get into your groove with the whole LDR vibe Grace: eww never call it that again Grace: and no thanks there's no way I could pull off the cut Grace: how soon can I call him? its a lot Janis: whatever i call it, it is what it is, babe Janis: he'll be happy to hear from you already Janis: don't stress it Janis: pretend you're practicing your Spanish if you wanna play it 😎 Grace: we both know my spanish is A++ and so does he Janis: don't need to know how you've proved it thanks Grace: cos you know Grace: omg how did I get myself into this Grace: rom coms dont get made on any of this cos its too cringe Janis: stop 😷 Janis: let your 😍 get the better of you Janis: can't fight it now Janis: step off my bit, like Grace: thanks babes Grace: guess we've fully switched Grace: you're in with the advice Janis: what can I say Janis: momentary blip and I'm back to being the wise one Grace: rude Grace: I'm about to get top marks in Spanish until we leave school so Janis: you can thank Mateo in your speech if you like Grace: might have lost him by then but i'll always have the skills 🙏 Janis: oh honey Janis: so pessimistic Grace: uh no Grace: the realest Grace: you've been there with past me Grace: it's about time like Janis: he's not like your past beaus though Janis: is he Grace: okay no Grace: I'll chill Grace: I'm just Janis: ? Grace: let's not go there Janis: fine Janis: not like i was just the most vulnerable with you or anything 😏 Grace: you bitch Grace: okay like I'm being dramatic but it's just such a thing Grace: everything that's happened and I'm still like ?? have I changed enough for this Grace: you know what I mean? Janis: that's up to you Janis: 'cos a lot of that shit, wasn't on you Janis: yeah, you weren't perfect but your bullshit came from picking the wrong sort of dudes Janis: and you've already changed that part of the puzzle so Grace: Maybe you are the wise one Grace: I wanna be good enough for him cos this whole ldr vibe won't be easy Grace: Gotta be worthwhile if he's putting way much effort in Janis: No maybe about it baby Janis: you'll be putting in as much Janis: that's all you need to do Grace: Is it? Janis: 'course Janis: he liked you Janis: you've done the hard graft on that one Grace: okay Janis: Trust Grace: weird idea but yeah Grace: 🤞 Janis: charming Grace: 😂 Grace: It's tea and it's lukewarm at best Janis: how many of the spanish lads did mia run through Janis: bet pablo won Grace: ewww Grace: so gross and so real Janis: got so cultured Grace: the levels of cringe when the only souvenirs they bring back are love bites and pee tests Janis: I mean Janis: beats a keyring Janis: but wasn't really vibing Grace: I'd take a keyring over Mia Janis: Ooosh Grace: She's way harder to lose Janis: Savage but fair Janis: I know it Janis: suffered that for long enough Grace: #twining Grace: cos me too Grace: At least it's a good thing when barista boy Grace: love that he's highkey Janis: worked in my favour so Janis: not gonna disagree Grace: you two kill me omg Janis: shut up Grace: 🤐 Janis: it is good tho Grace: im happy for you babes Grace: even if im 😡 too cos im alone af Janis: soz you can't join in Janis: but i owe you several pity dates so, call 'em in when you're really feeling it Grace: yay Grace: im 100% planning to annoy your bf at work now hes not 💔 Janis: i'll warn him Grace: do it so he can work my angles Grace: been a while since he got his camera out for me Janis: 😑 if I didn't know that wasn't innuendo Janis: could pretend I don't and smack you down Grace: 😂 Grace: Chill I got a boy of my own to keep interested Janis: 👀 on you bitch Grace: 💅 Janis: 🔨 Grace: 🙄 Janis: anyway the real question Janis: do i milk the perks of being 💔 with the fam or do i come clean to get them the fuck out my face Grace: not even a q Grace: you'll crack and tell them Grace: dad's too highkey about eating feelings Janis: yeah Janis: already getting content fat Janis: can't also pile on the sad fat Janis: nightmare Grace: OMG shut up Grace: I'll smack you Grace: so unfair Janis: 🤷 Grace: such a bitch Janis: whatever Janis: like you're a whale Grace: next to you like Janis: you're mad Janis: its different body types Janis: you're more like rio Janis: and edie Janis: me and billie are more twiggy, thanks dad 🙄 Grace: ugh Grace: please im nothing like Rio Grace: Or Edie Janis joined the chat 84 minutes ago Janis: Yeah Janis: not in the bad ways, don't worry Grace: 🙄🙄 in any ways tbh Janis: who you like then Janis: or you think you ❄ Grace: more like 🦆 Grace: but anyway Janis: bitch please you know how that one goes Janis: swan the whole time Grace: bitch that's a kid's story Grace: not living it Janis: may as well Janis: living with old mother hubbard, like Grace: 😂 Janis: can't be normal with this narrative Janis: sadly Grace: ugh real Janis: but fuck normal right Grace: 👏 Grace: If Mia's it then yeah Janis: we all know normal is code for basic so, yeah Janis: we might be fucked but at least we ain't that Grace: Thank god Grace: nicest thing you've ever said to me too Grace: doubly blessed here Janis: don't get too used to it Janis: still me, like Grace: Do I need to warn Jimmy? Janis: Nah Janis: but he ain't you Janis: no offense 😘 Grace: we all know Grace: we see your 😍 Janis: duh Janis: you been there too Grace: did you tell him? Janis: that you fancied him? Janis: we been knew Grace: GURL PLEASE Grace: that you love him Janis: oh Janis: ha Janis: maybe Janis: if i only just managed to say it to him, what makes you think imma shout it to you bitch 😜 Grace: OMG HAVE I NOT SUFFERED FOR THIS Grace: 😂 Janis: I know, you love the fairytale ending Janis: to be continued, babe Grace: Rude Grace: Gonna have to watch Netflix if you won't let me binge on your drama Janis: netflix and chill ur man Janis: dirty hoe Grace: excuse you Grace: that is a good idea tho Janis: i know Janis: only an hour ahead, thank fuck the school didn't shell out for a more exotic exchange Grace: ikr? id die Grace: i like you boy but i like sleeping too so Janis: 😂 Grace: you ever coming home or you just living over there with him now? Janis: solid plan Janis: though diego and Iggy would get pissy if I stole their respective studios Grace: I'd take them being mad over his dad cos that's option 2 Grace: and he's such a Janis: bellend Janis: gonna be fuming i'm back Grace: oh god Grace: least youve got your fans in his brother and sister Grace: and that dog like Janis: sure you're still bobs number 1 Janis: won't tell him YOU'VE moved on tho Grace: oh no what a homewrecker move of me Grace: he's soooo sweet Grace: that's why I brought him back some Spanish 🍬 Janis: that'll soften the blow Janis: be his sweet bitch and you can sow your wild oats Grace: 😂 Grace: boys are so easy Grace: you can take them for me if you don't take the credit bitch Janis: no promises Janis: i'm getting back in good books here Grace: 👌 I'll deliver them myself Grace: 👀 on you Janis: you can when you're forcing headshot duties on jim Grace: true Janis: s'alright, I ain't down for being 'muse' 'til this shit grows out Grace: BUT IT'S CUTE Janis: 👖🔥 Grace: not even Grace: I like it Janis: I'll make it work Janis: like you always say Janis: hardly fashion forward am i Grace: you're obvs making that work too babes Janis: sure Janis: butch dyke chic Grace: shhhh Grace: so not Janis: have to get billie to take notes Grace: good luck getting her to do anything Janis: True Janis: how long can a baby be an excuse Janis: no shade Grace: like 2 years at most Grace: but in this fam 2 seconds Grace: gotta have and do it all Janis: she's outta time then Janis: do 👏 some 👏 work 👏 bitch Grace: Big mood Janis: cue her angry model rant Janis: it's a real job, okay 😜 Grace: I'm so mad about it Grace: never once been spotted in town so unfair Janis: gutted Janis: could be a creepy fam sitch Janis: wannabe kardashians, know you'd love it Grace: obvs Janis: 😂 are you sure Janis: what if you're the khloe tho Grace: that's so mean omg Grace: but i'd still take it Janis: don't do yourself like that hun, none of us need to take that bullet Grace: easy for you to say Kim Grace: Don't tell Rio that's you like she'd go off Janis: 😂😂 she got the tapes Grace: omg yeah didn't think of that Grace: take back your kim status Grace: i'm obvs kylie anyway her taste in lads like Janis: mhmm, and the egomaniac mans #sozkanye #sozbuster #but Janis: i'll be your kendall then Janis: nothing like the rest and seems uninterested in their shit half the time Grace: 😂 Grace: shamelessly the prettiest Grace: 👀 you Janis: 😏 Janis: billie can be kourtney 'cos remember when kim told her she was boring to look at Janis: savage Grace: iconic Janis: then no one has to be khloe, sorted Janis: though her kid is cute Grace: 😍😍😍 ikr Grace: so many of them are Grace: unfair Janis: we all know why Janis: #goblack Janis: Ma did it better Grace: Gonna tell Jimmy he's dumped already like? Grace: Cold Janis: 😂 not being that bitch Janis: if I ever say I'm having kids, you need to assess a lot more than that Janis: like hell no Grace: believe it when I don't see it Grace: you were saying you weren't 💘 once upon a time Janis: I wanna have a life tho tah Grace: if anyone's proved you can it's everyone in this fam Grace: girl please that's not an excuse Janis: not saying it is, just a reason to keep on the pill, like Janis: i'm hardly Ma Grace: 😂 Janis: imagine Janis: poor fuckers Grace: let's not cos i agree with you and thats weird enough Janis: i can fight you if you like Janis: always a pleasure Grace: the ✂ taken the fun out of it Grace: love a dramatic hair pull moment Janis: oh, there's still enough to pull 😏 Grace: TMI Janis: 😂 Grace: if you were talking about his I'd be listening though Grace: he may be white but hes still cute Janis: square up Grace: girl no Grace: not trying to ruin my nails for anyone thank you Janis: shoulda thought about that Grace: think on your possessiveness hun Janis: no bitch Janis: he's mine Janis: end of story Grace: 💍 Janis: 🖕 Grace: 💋

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