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Props to Jeremy, the most avoidant narrator ever that even when he gets a text when it's HIS POV, we don't get to know what it is

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whatever you do do NOT bring me back to the aftg fandom days when everyone hated on nora and the ec because it's one thing to call it ooc and assume YOU understand and know the characters and story of aftg better than the fucking author (who i would argue is actually SO unmatched in terms of writing, storytelling, characterisation and narrative progression) but it's ANOTHER to say that just because andrew doesn't smile or laugh much in the future that he doesn't heal (i'm actually SO insanely pissed off by this take like...healing looks different for everyone lbr now). or to say that andreil not saying "i love you"/getting married is ooc and not healthy or wtv. like no fucking wonder nora disappeared off the face of the earth y'all were evil fr.

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i fear i actually need AFTG from the perspective of FBI special agent browning. at the very least i need a scene of him trying to explain to his boss that yes, well-known college athletes neil josten and jean moreau are both involved in the butcher of baltimore case. yes neil josten is the son of nathan wesninski and was there when he died. yes interpol just arrested jean moreau's parents, who had ties to the butcher. no you cannot put either of them into witness protection. they won't go because ball is life.

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me when i'm french and bisexual

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I'm thinking the one who could have leaked Cat, Laila and Jean's address is Bryson.

Jean slams him into a windshield (consequently shaming him, which I assume he's not nearly accustomed enough happening to him being a Wilshire and all that), so in retaliation, he leaks their address.

For me it makes sense, he can't retaliate in that exact moment (Jean doesn't care at all about him being a Wilshire and Laila is threatening him with calling the police and pitting her name against his) so afterwards he makes the cowardly choice of throwing them to the wolves instead.

Also, by making it so the house is being accosted by the press he knew their mother (hate her) would shorten Jeremy's leash under the guise of him 'not being safe there' and them not being good company for someone of their standing. More than anything Bryson wants Jeremy to be miserable, and he knows how important they are to Jeremy, so it works for him either way.

So... That would also mean Bryson would be in part responsible for the house being burned down. Which brings me to the hypothetical that if Jeremy were to find out that were the case, maybe it would help him take that step into finally confronting his family for all their fucked up shit...

P.d.: These are just my ramblings but I'm genuinely hoping Bryson will be decked in book 3🕯️

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I was sketching Mel when 'The Last of the Real Ones' by FOB started playing - this is how I ended up drawing them as Sun-Earth-Moon triptych

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star by mitski 🌠

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"nora how are we supposed to survive tsc" we're not, hope that helps

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a poem on being so proud, yet so deeply heartbroken by watching your friends grow up. written by me

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“It’s taboo to admit that you’re lonely. You can make jokes about it, of course. You can tell people that you spend most of your time with Netflix or that you haven’t left the house today and you might not even go outside tomorrow. Ha ha, funny. But rarely do you ever tell people about the true depths of your loneliness, about how you feel more and more alienated from your friends each passing day and you’re not sure how to fix it. It seems like everyone is just better at living than you are. A part of you knew this was going to happen. Growing up, you just had this feeling that you wouldn’t transition well to adult life, that you’d fall right through the cracks. And look at you now. La di da, it’s happening. Your mother, your father, your grandparents: they all look at you like you’re some prized jewel and they tell you over and over again just how lucky you are to be young and have your whole life ahead of you. “Getting old ain’t for sissies,” your father tells you wearily. You wish they’d stop saying these things to you because all it does is fill you with guilt and panic. All it does is remind you of how much you’re not taking advantage of your youth. You want to kiss all kinds of different people, you want to wake up in a stranger’s bed maybe once or twice just to see if it feels good to feel nothing, you want to have a group of friends that feels like a tribe, a bonafide family. You want to go from one place to the next constantly and have your weekends feel like one long epic day. You want to dance to stupid music in your stupid room and have a nice job that doesn’t get in the way of living your life too much. You want to be less scared, less anxious, and more willing. Because if you’re closed off now, you can only imagine what you’ll be like later. Every day you vow to change some aspect of your life and every day you fail. At this point, you’re starting to question your own power as a human being. As of right now, your fears have you beat. They’re the ones that are holding your twenties hostage. Stop thinking that everyone is having more sex than you, that everyone has more friends than you, that everyone out is having more fun than you. Not because it’s not true (it might be!) but because that kind of thinking leaves you frozen. You’ve already spent enough time feeling like you’re stuck, like you’re watching your life fall through you like a fast dissolve and you’re unable to hold on to anything. I don’t know if you ever get better. I don’t know if a person can just wake up one day and decide to be an active participant in their life. I’d like to think so. I’d like to think that people get better each and every day but that’s not really true. People get worse and it’s their stories that end up getting forgotten because we can’t stand an unhappy ending. The sick have to get better. Our normalcy depends upon it. You have to value yourself. You have to want great things for your life. This sort of shit doesn’t happen overnight but it can and will happen if you want it. Do you want it bad enough? Does the fear of being filled with regret in your thirties trump your fear of living today? We shall see.”

— You’re Not Making The Most Of Your 20s by Ryan O’Connell 

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Death and The Fawn

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Richard Savoie.

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Nolan: we live in a twilight world

robert:

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Man, I REALLY NEED an Andreil fic of The Old Guard