what if i told you my bf and i made another admin au about jesse being an admin and being cast out of society and he becomes this sad, lonely, brutish, and mute forest deity and also what if i told you lukas shows up in the forest one day and they meet each other and lukas basically changes jesse’s life
what i’m saying is they catch feelings for each other
better explanation:
im just gonna use my discord screenshots from me explaining to others the beginning
yeah we’re right to make the dickmatized jokes about stewy going against his better judgement to back kendall Again. but this time it’s honestly fucking miserable. stewy has been trying to get kendall out since the beginning, since before the beginning, and then here he is at logans funeral and kendall wants back in. stewy backing him for ceo, yes was him letting kendall pull the friend card and yes was him letting his feelings cloud his judgement and yes was him being dickmatized to a dishonorable degree, but its also like. logan is dead. logan is dead and the company’s not in family control anymore and ken is halfway out the door and he has something good going on. logan is dead and one piece of paper has kendall diving back in. stewy’s been trying to get kendall out of logans control from the start and logan is dead and ken should be free but they’re at his funeral and kendall wants back in. ‘ken is your head on straight?’ genuinely i was surprised that he backed him because stewy wouldnt. because it makes bad business sense and because stewy doesnt want kendall at waystar in the first place. ‘what in it for me, ken?’ he wouldn’t do this but at this point its a resignation. its a last resort. i couldnt get you out when he was alive and now he’s dead and i still cant get you out so i’ll help you get it in because this is the last way i know how to help you at all. ‘i dont wanna live in a haunted house, kendall tells stewy, unaware that he already is, oblivious to the ghosts lurking around them both. they were fucking right. it IS around them both. in kendall’s haunted house the ghost is logan. in stewy’s haunted house the ghost is kendall.
Someone said that Minho is waiting to get an individual insta account until Jisung is ready (because of his social anxiety) and now I’m crying in the club.
once again i find a ton of comments shitting on jesse as if they missed the entire fucking show. it's always so dehumanizing too. "jesse cries too much" says the dude who probably bitches about men not being able to show emotion.
character: *cries in very natural situations*
redditors: what a little bitch i would never cry if my girlfriend died
can you fucking imagine being jake pinkman and you live in a pretty nice house with your parents who give you lots of love and attention and always make sure you’re practicing your instrument and doing your homework and hanging out with the right kids. you feel like maybe they don’t know exactly who you are as a person, but they give you attention and come to every tournament and concert and that has to count for something. you have memories of your older brother playing peekaboo with you on long car rides and letting you ride his two-wheeler even though your parents said you were too young for a two-wheeler. your parents sometimes act like these things didn’t happen, but you remember them and that has to count for something. you don’t see your older brother a lot and you hear your parents whispering about him when they think you’ve gone to bed, furiously arguing about things you aren’t familiar with and have to casually ask your friends about at school the next day. and then one day you see a news story. you see photos of a cage, of a grate and a bucket and a leash. your mom tries to rush you out of the room and your dad is scrambling for the remote control, but you see his picture anyway. a mugshot. if you google your last name + albuquerque, that mugshot is one of the first results, but you don’t see him in that flat, poorly-lit photo. you see his eyes (like mom’s) between his fingers. you see him pulling his sleeve down over a new forbidden tattoo and shushing you with a wink. “is he dead?” you ask because they keep showing that chain, that leash, and it’s so much thicker than the one on their old family dog and you’d rather he be dead than chained up like that. “no” your mom finally says, and it’ll be a few months before any one of you can say his name again but you never picture him in the cage—only popping wheelies on a two-wheeler and cutting the crusts off of sandwiches. and that has to count for something.