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Lip Sync | Ji Changmin

pairing: ex Changmin x f!reader

genre: angst, suggestive

warnings: influence of alcohol, making out scenes, mentions of s*x, bad breakup, cheating, unrequited love (in some way)

word count: 2,751

a/n: so.... i can explain 🤡 what made me wrote this oneshot on a whim was because of Changmin's whisper from the song itself 🫠 (delusional to the max tbh 🙃) but in all honesty this is my favourite track from their latest jp album, and i knew i had to write a fic about it!! i just hope i managed to execute it well according to the lyrics (yall i tried my best ><) feedback would be much appreciated! 🩵

You watched as the clock continued to tick as it reached closer to the hour you were going to be done with this dreaded lecture you were having. 

3… 2… and finally… 1. 

The clock strikes 14:00, and everyone seemingly grabbed the belongings that they had obviously packed way beforehand and rushed out of the lecture hall. You, on the other hand, were in no rush to head to your next destination, which was your accommodations.

As you took your time packing away your things into your backpack, your phone lights up and produces a ding sound, indicating that you have received a notification. You immediately took up your phone that was lying front screen down on the table, and read the notification mentally. 

Hey Y/N, remember this time during 2022? 

Snapchat. Always with the monthly notifications that you’ve never bothered clicking into to see what it was because your college life was never entertaining in the slightest bit. You were a lone girl, and you’ve always preferred staying in the university’s library till late at night and then heading back to the comforts of your accommodations. You were never an outgoing person, so attending social parties was definitely out of the question.

However, for some reason, your brain decides to do the opposite today, as you clicked on the notification, with the thought of just having a quick glance at whatever Snapchat wanted to remind you about. 

Now, you wished you could’ve turned back time and that you’d never clicked into the application in the first place. 

A picture appeared on the exact same date from a year ago, depicting you with your former boyfriend, Ji Changmin.

Honestly, the Y/N from your freshmen year would’ve laughed if she had known that you and the f*ckboy of your university were actually a thing for a good solid 2 years. Ji Changmin was infamous, to say the least. Not only was he a good dancer that has basically contributed to winning several trophies from various dance competitions that were held annually throughout the state, but he was also the face of the university. 

Many students and lecturers admired the way he was. The manner in which he presented himself, those doe-like eyes and how he’s able to put on this adorable yet captivating look that just makes everyone swoon over him? He was a winner for sure. 

Everyone could’ve sworn he was definitely up for the job to take on the role of the president of the student council, given the good grades that he has worked so hard to maintain throughout the years. But the lad always turned the offer down, saying how there were better students up for the role, especially his close bud Kevin or Sangyeon. 

In reality though, what really stood out the most among the students was that he was the infamous f*ckboy in university. Oh, how many girls have given up anything to be able to spend a day with him, or even doing the deed with the man himself. 

You have seen how he was always with another girl almost every other day, and being the goody two shoes that you were, you decided that he was someone you’d rather jump off a cliff than associate with.

That was until a frat party that happened 2 years ago when your assignment mate at the time, Eric, was basically dragging everyone he knew to come to join him. And of course, he had to bring his newly met friend along too because according to him, the more the merrier. 

You came up with so many excuses that night, saying how you were sick or how you had way too many assignments due the next day. But that did not stop the male from actually showing up at your doorstep and basically dragging you into his car, not even letting you have a say in all of this.

So there you were, at your first frat party which you obviously did not enjoy the slightest bit. So many times you’ve tried to avoid everyone like the plague, retreating to the kitchen most of the time to be alone while having the least intoxicating drink you could possibly find. 

Of course, your demeanour that day stood out entirely from everyone else, and that has piqued the interest of the f*ckboy that was watching you ever since the moment you stepped into the party. He had his eyes on you the whole night, desperately waiting for the right moment to hit on you. 

Ji Changmin definitely had to thank the hosts of the party for organizing the infamous beer pong game, for that was when both of you truly came face-to-face with one another. During that time, all of you were split into two different teams, playing the game against each other to see who would win. He was the representative of his team, while you and Eric were the ones for yours.

Apparently, turns out that Eric wasn’t the best at holding his liquor, and he passed out after having 5 shots. Naturally, you had to take on the responsibility of continuing the game. 

You wished so badly that you’d said no that time, for you became tipsy, unknowingly chugging down more than 10 shots for basically losing against Changmin’s team that night. 

As the game ended and everyone was basically minding their own business throughout the apartment, you quickly excused yourself to the bathrooms and tried to calm your spinning head down. 

And there was when Changmin took the chance of visiting you to see with his own eyes, how the girl that has caught his attention throughout the night has become. You were a mess, and that somehow turned the male on even more. 

“Please… I don’t want any trouble….” You whimper.

“Funny you say that because you’re clearly enjoying whatever I am doing to you right now.” 

Both of your arms were pinned up against the cold bathroom walls above your head, and somehow the male ended up leaving trails of kisses all around your neck, while he shoved his legs right in between yours. 

When his lips finally met yours, you seemed to have enjoyed it more than you thought. Perhaps it was the alcohol, but you for sure did not reject that idea and eventually, it turned out to be a steamy make-out session in the bathroom. 

Changmin has made out with multiple women before, yet somehow you just felt so different from the rest. The whole experience? The soft whimpers and moans you produced? Oh, he couldn’t tell you how much they sounded so sweet to his ears, and he craved for more. 

“I just can’t get enough of you.” 

As he began to untie the pretty white lace dress that you were wearing, he couldn’t help but stare at your collarbone as he drops your clothing right onto the ground. He licked his lips, and he couldn’t wait to dwell deeper into his fantasies. 

“People say that I tend to go wild and bite when I’m drunk. Don’t worry sweetheart I won’t do that, unless you’re into that sort of thing.” 

And that was how you ended up with a hickey and a bite mark on your collarbone for a good 2 to 3 weeks. You could only vaguely remember what happened back then, you were too intoxicated to tell from your own perspective. But the male surely did remember every single detail from that session, which was what made him turn his whole interest towards you.

God, he was persistent. He always made the effort to get close to you, while the only thing you wanted was to stay far away from him. But your efforts turned out to be an utter failure most of the time, for he would always be a step ahead of you. 

He somehow got your number and began following your social media accounts and leaving comments on almost all of your pictures, texting you almost every single day, up to sending your random snaps where the male just somehow always manages to get good photoshoot-worthy shots. Honestly, at that time you insisted on blocking the male for good until your assignment mate Eric convinces you otherwise.

“Give it a go, expanding your horizons is what you’re supposed to do in university.” 

You probably would’ve thought that Eric was insane, but later down the line, you realised that you were the one going insane instead. 

Eventually, Changmin decides to get close to you in person, where he’d leave you random post-it notes in your lockers every day and purposely bump into you whenever you both cross paths during lunchtime in the cafeteria. These actions that you once thought to be annoying and intrusive, were slowly turning into ones that you actually enjoyed. 

He was goofy and flirty at the same time, which somehow always manages to put a smile on your emotionless face that clearly indicated how exhausted you were from all the lectures you were dealing with on a daily basis. Eventually, you began to enjoy his company, so when he offered to take you out on your first date, how could you possibly say no? 

Both of you were head over heels for one another, and eventually, the university labelled you both as the new lovebirds of the season. It wasn’t until the 10th date (at least from what you could remember) that both of you finally decided that you both were to become official. 

Of course, it also ended up with having a heated make-out session after having a little too much to drink in his apartment. During that heated moment, Changmin finally took the first step of asking you to be his girlfriend. Being madly in love at that point, you had no reason to say no. 

Instead of giving him a direct answer, you immediately gave him a smile and pulled his face down to your lips till both of you were merely inches apart.

“Just shut up and kiss me already.” 

A bittersweet smile was plastered across your face as you decided to take a seat in your lecture hall. After that Snapchat notification, you unintentionally find yourself to be stalking his Instagram page that you once blocked. 

As you tapped into his icon, you began scrolling through his feed while tears started to form in your eyes. You looked through the dozens of pictures that he posted, and you couldn’t help but to reminisce back on the good old days. 

And that smile of his.  

That smile was something that you’ve grown to become unfamiliar with, it was a thing of the past anyways. 

What exactly happened that made you both parted ways? None of you really knew exactly. 

As both of you eventually reached your senior year, the number of struggles and burdens that you both had to bear was becoming more and more unbearable, which has led the both of you to spend less time together. 

Unfortunately, the struggles were too much to bear for Changmin, and he eventually returned back to his f*ckboy roots, going out and sleeping with a different girl every other day. He did not want you to bear his difficulties while you were already clearly struggling to make ends meet since you provide for yourself, hence he could only vent out his burdens with what he knew best. 

You, on the other hand, were heartbroken, to say the least when you found out that he was doing what he used to in the past before establishing a relationship with you. But eventually, you had to accept the hard truth. 

At the end of the day, f*ckboys will always be f*ckboys. 

As you were lost in your thoughts, your phone suddenly dings which was where you received a new notification, this time from Eric. 

Eric ⚾️: Hey, since finals are over care to join a frat party for tonight? 

Well, since you had nothing better to do and you were basically depressed all over again after reminiscing back on your ex, you immediately took up the offer, in hopes of going for the sake of taking things off your mind for a bit. 

Y/N: Sure, pick me up at 8pm. 

As you turned off your phone and the screen goes dark, you were met with the reflection of your poker face.

Everything is going to be alright. 

So here you were, back at a frat party. You haven’t been in one since the last where your first encounter with your ex happened 2 years ago. 

You just wanted to let things off your mind and basically used this as an excuse to forget about your ex.

Or rather, actually hoping that you’d bump into the male himself. Knowing him, he definitely would not miss out on such an occasion considering his position as the university’s f*ckboy. 

As you make your way around the apartment, sure enough, you found the male on one of the couches, with a random girl he has hooked up with for the night. 

It didn’t take long for the male to notice your presence, perhaps he could feel that a pair of burning eyes were basically directed towards him for some time now.

Not wanting to create a scene, you retreated back to the kitchen, trying your best to find any liquor you could get. Basically, it was kind of an excuse to keep yourself occupied. 

It didn’t take long for the male to present himself in the kitchen, now looking right into your eyes. It has been a good 6 months since you both unofficially ended things, and the tension in the air was awful. 

Not even asking about what both parties have been up to, Changmin immediately broke the tension off by posing a question that seemed a little too harsh for your liking. “We… have no feelings anymore, don’t we?” 

No Changmin. I still love you. After what you’ve done. But, why can’t I say it out loud? 

With the quietness that you returned to him, he slumped his shoulders in defeat and gave this painful smile that you wished you could’ve helped ease.

“Honestly Y/N, you’re too good for me really, for a f*ckboy like me. If there’s someone as similar as you out there, perhaps I could’ve made it work. I guess fate has its plans and you’re just not the right one for me.” 

Don’t say that. 

As the male walks up closer to you, he returns you with a hug, one that you knew that it meant to be the last farewell. 

“I’m so sorry, Y/N.” 

You returned the male with a hug, and you tried so hard to hold back the tears that were basically going to stream down your face full of makeup that you’d done rather beautifully for the night. 

“Don’t worry about me, Changmin. I can never thank you enough for all of the beautiful memories we have made for the past 2 years. Your happiness comes first after all. I’ll be okay.” 

As you both broke off the hug, he decides to give you a quick peck on the lips, and oh how you savoured that short-lived moment. 

If this is really the last kiss, then let me remember it fully, from the shape of your lips to the scent that you gave. 

“You deserve someone better, Y/N.” Changmin pulled away and turned his back as he made his way back into the crowd in the living room. 

Right when he was gone, the tears that you’ve tried so hard to hold back finally poured down onto your face, and you desperately tried your very best wiping them away with your bare fingers. 

I wanted for us to start all over again so badly. But my ultimate decision was to put up a brave face in front of you. 

As you were done wiping the tears away, you made your way towards the exit and decided to take a breather and stroll around the area before heading back to your accommodations on your own before it gets too dark to be dangerous loitering around alone. 

With a huff, you looked up into the dark sky and tried your best to put on a sincere smile. 

Let’s both give our next love with our future significant other a shot. And may we truly find the right person to spend our lives with.

a/n: i'm actually considering to write a oneshot based on Eyes On Me & Door as well, do let me know if any of you would be interested in reading them ><

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One thing I dislike in season 5 is how the characters are often dumbed down just to fit, for the plot sake. The kids, in particular, seem to reach a point where Eddy can literally come up with any lie or scam (the forever-summer scam, the mole mutants, the booster shot day, the egghead Ed, a new kid Carl) and the kids will immediately buy completely without a question (even Kevin of all people). In earlier seasons, as gullible as the kids could be, they still kept a skepticism degree and were quicker to recognize something as a poorly manufactured scam (at least some of them).

So, of course, all the characters sound so out-of-character in season 5 (except maybe the Kankers)...

yeah i agree to some extent. i'm always hesitant to criticize s5 cuz like, who tf am i? i don't know much about the behind the scenes, etc., etc.. but i agree that it is very different in a lot of ways that stand out. if you view the differences in characterization as intentional, it's kind of interesting.

eddy is absolutely off the rails and is at his most volatile in s5. even his laugh is more villainous lmao. i liked kevin lordi's comment that he seems depressed as hell later on in the series. makes sense to me, i mean we see how he struggles in school, and how he gets treated there. you can't just leave when things get bad, either. i gotta say, i feel like they ramped up the eddy torture p*rn in s5. i might be biased though.

edd is also utterly unhinged. viewing the gradual changes in him as intentional (aka me over analyzing), i see that he's reached PEAK neuroticism. the guy is about to snap and eventually does in bps. frankly, i find him unbearable but it's all character growth in my mind. school is a source of stress for him as well, but for different reasons. also, he and eddy are a lot nastier to each other in this season.

with ed, i'm not really sure what angle to come at it from. if i stick by what i said before, then his over the top oafishness is likely a result of hardcore dissociating. maybe he ALSO really hates school and so his brain just shuts down. literally. you could also theorize that he took one too many bumps on the head (just kidding).

realistically though i think he's the easiest source of comedic relief for what is, after all, a kids' show. perhaps it became a bit of a crutch while they created some really great character driven episodes.

like fistful of ed, too smart for his own ed, cleanliness is next to edness, and, pick an ed. lots of edd focused episodes in s5.

to your specific point, i guess i see what you mean. but i've always wondered why the kids would fall for anything eddy does after like s2 lmao. s5 isn't the first time we learn that the cul-de-sac kids aren't very bright. they do all have moments of skepticism, and yes, especially kevin. in see no ed, he's shown to be borderline paranoid about the eds which is goddamn hilarious to me. but most of the time they'll all be skeptical at first, yet still end up taking the bait and acting shocked.

(by the way: kevin deserved sooooo much worse than what happened in this won't hurt an ed - which was ultimately nothing. eddy ended up being the one getting hurt at the end of the episode.

kevin is ruthless and flat out cruel to eddy. he's the definition of a bully. he's shown to be pretty normal toward everyone else in the neighborhood, including ed and edd when they interact one on one. with eddy, he has this abnormal and unhealthy hatred for the kid. it's really funny.)

in pick an ed, edd says its obvious that 'carl' is just eddy in disguise. eddy looks worried until ed falls for it. to me that implies that eddy thinks the kids are dumb as a bag of hammers. and he was right!

my thing with eddy is, don't hate the player, hate the game. it's hard for me to feel bad for someone who gets "scammed" or pranked over and over. if kevin wanted to, he could be the hero of the cul-de-sac and put an end to the scams by simply sharing his over-abundance of jawbreakers with the eds. but he's a dick, so he doesn't. the kids are also to blame not just for being such easy marks, but for never leaving jawbreakers for the eds when kevin shares with them. eddy's biggest mistake was waiting around long enough after getting paid for them to catch on.

summary: i used to also view s5 as a "dip in quality" until i saw a post where someone argued that the changes could and should be viewed as character growth/development over flanderization. both things can be true! and there are plenty of REALLY good, fun episodes and moments in the season.

for @auroraworldtourftbughead who asked about my "road trip to ohio" fic: ok so this is a s5 au that i started writing back in Feb/Mar. it picks up a few weeks after they find Polly's body, ie at the point in the show where it became extremely clear that they were just dropping the arc they'd been building for Betty & Jughead and veering off in another nonsensical direction. i really want to finish this one and correct the sins of late s5, lol. (and i just miss jughead's family!) here is a snippet from the beginning of the story:

It’s just past eight in the evening. She’s dragging the trash bins from the garage out to the sidewalk for tomorrow morning’s pickup when she sees him standing in the driveway next door, struggling to wrestle an oversized duffle bag into the storage compartment of his motorcycle.

“Jug. Hey.” She’s already halfway across the yard between their houses by the time he notices her. His eyes soften from surprise to mild concern as she approaches.

“Hey. How are you holding up?”

Betty mulls for a moment over her response. It’s a fair question to ask someone three weeks after they found their sister’s body rotting in the trunk of a rusting, broken junkyard sedan. She doesn't especially want to answer; she's just tired of coming up with ways to change the subject.

Thankfully the scene she's stumbled upon makes it easy. She gestures to the bag. "Hanging in there. What’s this?”

Jughead sighs, giving the duffel bag another half-hearted shove, to no avail. “I’m heading to Ohio for JB’s graduation.”

Recognition flickers dimly in her memory. He’d mentioned this to her weeks ago, when they were deep in investigation mode, one of probably a thousand things he’d said that had filtered in and out of her brain like water through a sieve. She’d said something like oh, my god, she’s graduating already? we’re so old! in response, and then promptly returned to obsessing over their latest clue in the hunt for the highway killer.

“But I guess the gift I got her is too big for this stupid thing –” 

“You’re driving all the way to Ohio on a motorcycle?” she interrupts. “In the middle of the night? Isn’t that, like, a seven hour drive?”

He shifts his gaze away from her, towards the Andrews house, which she interprets as yes, I know this is a dumb fucking idea and no, I don’t want to talk about it. 

After the last few months she's had, she can relate.

“It’s tomorrow,” he says. “I was supposed to leave yesterday, but – I kind of got distracted, with everything that’s been going on.” 

Betty tries not to react to that. He must mean “everything” that’s been going on with Tabitha – her parents’ arrival in town, their burgeoning relationship. Kevin had seen them out at a restaurant together with the Tates, holding hands at the dinner table. Betty wishes they’d just make it public already, post a couple's photo on Instagram or something. It’s getting uncomfortable, pretending she doesn’t know.

He's muttering to himself, hoisting the duffel bag out of the storage compartment and onto his shoulder. "Maybe if I repack this into a backpack instead…"

“You can take my car, if you want,” she offers, and then, without allowing herself to actually consider what she’s proposing, adds, “Or…I could come with you.”

Jughead freezes, his eyes darting from her face to her car where it sits in the opposite driveway, and then back again. “Oh, no – I couldn’t ask –” 

“We could tag-team the driving. And I’d love to see JB and your dad, and…everyone.” She doesn’t actually know if Gladys is still in the picture or not. “To be honest, I – I really need to get out of this house for a few days.”

She knows how she sounds: desperate. But she also knows that if anyone in her life can come anywhere close to understanding what this is like – what it means to be the child of a parent who is a walking, weeping open wound, a gaping hole of need that cannot possibly be filled – it’s Jughead. 

(And she feels guilty for thinking of her grieving mother in those terms, she really does, but the truth is she’s suffocating. Put on your own oxygen mask first, Dr. Glass told her all those years ago. It was just about the only useful thing he'd imparted to her in a cumulative sixteen hours of therapy, other than a prescription for Adderall.) 

“At least take the car,” she insists. “You can’t even fit your stuff in here.”

Jughead’s lips press together. His eyes flit back towards the house again – only the garage light is on, which is where he’s been staying. “You’re sure you want to sit in a car with me for seven hours? I’ve got terrible taste in music.”

Her face breaks out into a tremulous smile. It feels weird, but good – the first uncontrolled display of emotion she’s had in weeks that wasn’t borne of despair. 

“I’m sure.” 

Monthly Muppet Madness: Survival Street Review: Brought to You by the Letter's F and C for Fuck Captalisim (Comission for WeirdKev27)

Today's review is courtsey of viewers like you.. specifically you. Kevin. Thank you

Hello all you happy people and welcome back to Monthly Muppets Madness, my look at all things muppety. And after last month's adventure with mean green mother's from outer space, we're back to more felty corners of the muppet globe with Surivial Street, a 4 issue mini series from 2022 by the writing team of James Asmus and Jim Fesante with art by Abbylay Kussainov.

Asmus is a longtime comic book writer whose work I have read before with his decent runs on Gambit, Quantum and Woody and All New Inhumans. He also co-wrote the second arc of Robert Kirkman's Thief of Theives. So while not someone I seek out, he's a solid writer.

As you can guess by the title and that awesome cover, Survival Street is a parody of Seasame Street, though heavily on the affectionte side: it's very clear from the writing Asmus really loves the show and it's goals of free education for children who might not have acess to it and teaching love and kindness are core to this book.

That said Survival Street is also over the top as hell. It's messages are as subtle as a brick to the head saying "Corproations Bad' and a lot of the book can come off as

Okay some are.. but most of them probably aren't going to listen to their bullshit being called out in the first place, let alone by muppets. The question is can this book ballance it's over the top satire with it's heart, fairly well thought out characters and comedy? Find out under the cut won't you?

We open with America: A Timeline. In 2025 in this timeline, Jury's out on ours, the Supreme Court voted to make Corporations able to run for public office. Naturally this backfired and soon corprations pulled their money out from other candidates and ran themselves, and by 2028 they've taken over the country, privitazed everything and in our proper oppening scene, invade Salutation Street, our Seasame Street expy and shut it down. It's also clear there's rampant anti-muppet xenophobia in this universe, something that will only grow worse as we cut to present day: 2031, in New Best America TM.

It's in this new corprate hellscape we meet our heroes who are traveling around america in an RV. Driving it is an expy of Gordon, Mr. Burton whose dealing with a checkpoint. As it turns out though roads are now privitazed and upon seeing a family hassled over this, our grover stand-in, Herbert decides to take a more hands on approach

This does save the people there.. but is quickly used as propoganda by the local fox news stand in. Because of a course a corporate hellscape still has fox news, every hellscape needs one or it's just not a hellscape. Their anchor is Irma, our ernie stand in, who spouts out the usual racist drivel but about muppets this time. I do like the touch of having the two headed monster be their right and left wing commentators.

We then ove to the a-plot: Junior, the president is auctoning off detained children of illegal immigrants to the highest bidder in florida, with our heroes sneaking in to stop this via the global warming flooded ocean outside.

I mean a bunch of rich assholes auctoning off children is both plausable and has likely actually happened, but it dosen't make that funny or entertaining. Junior himself is, from saying his assitant asking about his medication he stole from his daughter is a HIPPA violation to how over the top he is and it keeps things from being too GET IT GET IT CAPTALISIM BAD GET IT. It's enoguh to take me out but not enoguh to make me leave.

So our ABC team break in and we properly meet them all as they make their way through. And since the comic has really fun intro captions for each of them...

Their leader, Bert stand in and the one holding the brain cell

Kind to a fault and mostly a "master of disguise" because he's the only human they have.

Like Burton we've seen him before. Explosives expert with a short fuse. ANd god I love that gag: it's so damn dark and it should not work but it does.

Our Cookie Monster with traces of Zoey given the pigtails. I also thought Elmo but we'll meet our equilvent for him in isue 3. Kind, good at inflitration but struggling with staying clean.

Our big bird, a good strong boy whose basically big bird if he was a grown man and could also suplex you.

Their tech guy and oscar the grouch.

Our heroes begin their plan once they get it: THey found about this thanks to a fellow muppet calling for help, so now their inside they can excute the plan: Gurgle and their inside man will use card scanners that burton stole and rigged to steal all the money from the auction, explaning how they keep funded when public funding no longer exists. Hippy resuces the prisoners using his massive strength to free the kids and his kindness to help calmly guide them out, and Herbert.. nearly snaps and kills everyone and everything in his path after finding out these bastards are using the children for their organs. Thankfully Birdie is able to calm him down in one of my faviorite jokes of the mini

It's what makes this work: while the satire is about as subtle as a chainsaw through your front door wielded by a screaming goat man, the muppets in the thick of it.. still ACT like muppets on seasame street. They still have the same kindness and sensiblities.. it's just tempered into bloody action by being the only source of hope and freedom in a dystopian hellscape.

Birdie and Tony set up signal jammers so they can hyjack the procedings.. only to find out that Irma is here, gladly promoting this shit show like any republican. Birdie is naturally just the slightest bit livid her ex is promoting child organ farming but she soon has bigger issues.... desert is being served early.. and ice cream is present.

And with that Gurgle is exactly no days sober of ice cream and shit officallly hit the fan. On the bright side Shit is our word of the day. So at least there's that. Anyways our heroes are soon outgunned and out manned, with Birdie barely saving gurgle by tearing herself open and using her string to sew her up, but the two are soon cornered and Birdie does the whole save yourself i'll hold them back routine. Thankfully , Herbet dosen't listen well and when , as seen in the panels above, told not to go out loud.. he didn't listen. He rigged the place with explosives, blows up the wall holding out the water real good and floods the bitch. Our heroes valantly escape, but not before Hippy beats the every loving shit out of Junior, showing he may be nice but he has limits.

Birdie however makes a late exit as she and Irma have some words, with Birdie hyjacking her limo. So Birdie, needing some answers... asks irma a very important question

I love this page.. mostly for making Irma a more complex villian. She could easily jsut be "birdies very obvious ex who sold out"... but you see she's just someone who got broken by the fact that nothing they did mattered. She's still not a good person: she still sold out muppetkind for her own profit and is still bad.. but it's more intresting to hav ea reason why she ended up the sack of shit she is instead of just, as Birdie wondered, always having been like this.

Birdie isn't swayed and goes on with the rest of our heroes.

Issue 2. I love the structure of this series as the first three issues are all made so they can be read done in one for the most part. Ther'es a cliffhanger at the end of issue 3 but it's nice when a comic makes good use of the isdsue by issue format. Issue 4 ties it all together well, but it's still essentailly three connected stories that lead up to one big finish.

Anyways issue 2 begins with our heroes hiding in a church under a hail of gunfire: Burton and the RV are halfway across town, and it dosen't look good. We flash back to how they got there and find out WHERE they are: Hollow Point, a company town ran by the WRA, the NRA's legally distinct cousin. Yup this is a gun rights issue, with the town having become a conceal and carry paradise where people can just.. have gun duels to decide whatever and Charlton heston is naturally given an honrary statue.. and Clint Eastwood an expy in Cain Westwood.

The head of the WRA is present and naturally gives a gun to a baby.. and the satire works a BIT better this issue as frankly.. none of it's exagerated. The NRA GENUINELY want this, they genuinely talk about crying "lib tears". Clint Eastwood is an advocate for them. Their extremists probably would argue the right ot carry begins at conception. I"m not saying ALL gun owners or even nra members are this fucked, I have a friend who owns guns and keeps them in a safe, locked up where no child can get to it. But the NRA as an orginzation sure as hell is.

Our heroes try using this dueling strategy to call the WRA chairman's bluff.. but he turns it on them: since their basically challenging the law itself witht heir duel they've challenged the orginzation.. which means it's 5 muppets against a whole damn town armed to the teeth.

We then get a flashback to Herbert's childhood on M'Na N'Nam, part of the snufflpogaos islands. A muppet paradise.. until a shady buisness man shows up offering a partnership for a chemical they can find on the island.

I'm going to go ahead and cover all of this now for simplicties sake as the flashback's only two parts: Years later their leader.. has shown her true colors, fully selling out to ethe corpration and the mine as it's poinsing her people and end sup casuing an explosin.. and rather than help , the company pulls out, leaving the villiage to die in fire and Herbert forced to immigrate, barely scraping by thanks to racisim until he got the job on Salutation Street.. only to find out later his parents died on the island. It's a well done story too as horrible things like this happened all the time and without the hyper exagerated satire... it's something entirely real and entirley painful: a culture exploited and destroyed by greedy white assholery.

Back in the present the fight continues, as our heroes are held down. Thankfully Hippy and Gurgle make a distraction and do one of my faviorite manuvers: having the smaller characteer on the bigger characters shoulder. Mostly for this one scene from x-factor

Sadly Flint Westwood decides to join the party.. as does anamatronic charlton heston, so our heroes are soon on the backfoot... but not before Tony is able to complete his plan, hyjacking their cars and easily taking down the mob since, naturally their cars are also mad max murder mobiles. As for the head of the HRA himself.. well given he's sorta the lead this issue.. Herbet takes care of him personally.

He then challenges the man to a duel, though Birdie IS able to talk him down from shooting the man on live tv... but not from killing him as he shoots out the camera and impliclity finished the job offscreen.

But that leaves a vacum.. and Westwood is promoted to the job.. and given the job to hunt down our heroes. More on that later

So issue 3 introduces us to Milo, our Elmo expy. He's rich and like irma is working in the corprate hellscape. Unlike her though he's still in kids television , still talks to the others even if things are understandibly tense with most of them, and while reluctant to their request has a good reason for both taking the seemingly easier route and being reluctnat to help.

It's a scene I love a lot. Milo comes off at first like a smug asshole.. but then it's clear beneath that is someone who GENUINELY values what he's doing. It's a reminder of how important children's intertainment is... and how important it is that when you have the power to do something good and necessary, you do it, regardless of the risk.

Our heroes go to rescue the kids, who are fire fire fighters and make a good entrance enough, coming in in a garbage made recycled buggy, saving them.. but soon our party is left trecking through the wild fire. THey got in thanks to milo's friends, but it was one way. So while Gurgle finds an ice cream truck, the kids tell their tale: turns out in this dystopian hellhole future they outlawed abortion.... keep in mind this comic launched just two months after Roe V Wade was overturned, so the timing is eerie as hell. The kid they talk two's mother didn't want her born into this hellscape, got arrested for it and she got sold to corproations using her as a proxy for their crimes. The fact any of this sounds like it could become actual law at some point should spoeak to how horrifying it is. While this book isn't subtle, and it's a weakness.. it's strength is that Asmus goes just a TOUCH beyond what we have now after the first issue. The first issue is plausable, but a bit over the top. With the nra having a whole lawless western town or children being sold into slavery to work off corprate crimes... it's a lot more plausable given how fucked our legal system is and it makes it that much easier to buy.

Our heroes naturally wepp at this waking nightmare, so it's a good thing they get distracted.. the bad thing is that it's by Gurgle, trying to save her from more fire. Birdie gets horribly injured in the process and needs help NOW.

Things.. look bad as they hit a corprate checkpoint, by the same monsters that turned off the water the fire kids were using, and there's no hope of escape or out shooting them. This causes the team to break down playing the blame game.. which is bad enough.. until HIPPY of all people breaks.

This.. destroyed me. Up to this point Hippy had been the unbreakable optimis they needed.. but now .. we see that beneath his sunshine is a lot of regret, a lot of doing this because he had nothing else and feeling what thier doing.. simply isn't enough. But Mr. Burton's message is right.. and it's the messasge the book goes for: things are bad, they will probably get worse.. but we can't just give up and do nothing. As a wise vampire once said "If nothing we do matters, all that matters is what we do". And to prove that point.. an old friend drops in to help

So the asholes are left to die, Milo implicitly adopts the kids having them play in his pool and Birdie wants to see them all.. only Gurgle's missing, having left in Milo's tesla. Because of course he has a tesla. Gurgle's gone.. and she's gone to the enemy

I was nervous going into this one when I first read it. The fact is this book while optimistic is still fairly dark so while I felt our heroes MIGHT win, they could just as easily loose or barely get away.

They could... but instead we get something way better.

Though to start things aren't looking great: Rufus, head of F News, is talking to a bunch of other corprate overlords including Elon Musk, suprising no one. THeir not happy that his propoganda machine isn't keeping the puppets from having an impact: Junior is facing public backlash for his child selling, the babies carrying firearms bill has been blocked.. this needs to stop. So the network cranks up i'ts proogranda, with anti-muppet racisim rising and a a puppet child attacked by some other kids. When one human girl tries to help him she gets maced.. thankfully

Things still aren't great: Birdie's recovering and Faux News trots out Gurgle.. and somehow makes a valid point, making them somehow have a point abovfe the actual fox news: apparently Gurgle used to be called "Sundae Fiend". While she says "it was a diffrent time" being remidned of it clearly bothers her.. while Rufus wants more answers: where. are. your friends.

And it seems he got them as we see a heavily armed WRA troops, with junior and westwood along for the ride and livestreaming the whole debalce. Turns out the Muppets main hq is a Salutation Station theme park. Not disneyland as Senator Disney does not want to be associated iwth muppet terrorists... again. That was their joke by the way, great stuff. Also means we might meet kermit and friends counterparts if this ever gets a sequel.

What follows.. is one of the most awesome cilmaxes to an arc i've seen in a comic. Turns out... our heroes were ready for them: they aren't the ones trapped... the WRA are. Not only that for once it's entirely legal: since Salutation Street is it' sown corpration, the park is soverign terriotiry and they entered illegally. So after all their racist, anti-immigraint retoric.. their the ones who are the actual invaders.. and are soon wiped out with rides, from a cyclotron type thing spinning some to oblivion.

To the recyling troll melting a bunch of mooks with acid and recyling Charlton Hestron into scrao abd cumilating in a one on one brawl between Bernie and Westwood which ends with Bernie killing the motherfucker via rollercoaster

The moment after it is easily my faviorite of the whole book though, with Bernie confronting the mooks left

It's a reminder that while Bernie is the quickest to kill among them, easily.. he's still a kind, good person. Just one who will cap your ass when necessary.

Faux News TRIES to use Gugle to get the narrtive under contorl.. but as you likely guessed by now, she too was part of the plan

I fucking love this issue for the setup: you EXPECT it to be our heroes darkest hour and them to barely make it out or Gurgle to at least still be a traitor.. instead? It was a plan the whole time: Gurgle finally kicked her addiction after last issue, our heroes easily take out their enemies with the home field advantage and to cap it off, we get one hell of a chekovs gun: earlier we saw mascot suits... so Birdie sends junior out, his mouth taped up in one with the recording to talk. THey shoot him down thinking hie's hippie.. and thus the presiden't sson whose also the president I guess is dead, everyone involved int he raid is entirley to blame and our heroes just got free publiclity showing THIER not the bad guys here. We wrap up as Irma flees to her dressing room... only to find a letter from birdie

And that's survivial street. It's heavy handed.. but damn if it isn't good. The jokes present land, the action is beautifully drawn and the characters are compelling. It takes what COULD'VE been a lazy joke premise, and fills it with heart and character, deconstructing PARTS of seasame street.. while at the same time remaining true to it's spirit. It's out in trade from darkhorse if your intrested, I HIGHLY recommend picking it up. And hopefully we'll see more of it again some day. But for now, we got something specil here and i"m glad I got to share it with you all.

BTS w/B&PC Part 5

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Now that Bee and PuppyCat: Lazy in Space has dropped on Netflix, I thought I would share some of my recollections as to how this special series of Natasha Allegri’s came to be. –Fred Seibert

Taking a break from the BTS chronology I’m going to take a minute for some thank yous. Of course, I’ll forget to include some people, but you shouldn’t take it as more than swiss cheese brain.

Some say that filmmaking is a collaborative art, and in my case, that’s been totally true. Yes, for me, that’s an understatement. Getting to a series like “Bee and PuppyCat” is a collection of experiences where I learned from hundreds of people, and then worked directly with hundreds more. In cartoons alone, I’ve had 30 years of a lot of ups, too many downs, some great successes and greater misses.

It was clear to me right at the beginning that American cartoons suffered greatly from relegating women to support positions rather than primary creative ones. Within weeks of starting at Hanna-Barbera I’d voice the lament to anyone who’d listen. It was a long time before anyone even pitched, but by 2006, with Random! Cartoons, we had more women coming in with their ideas than ever before, and in the end nine women created finished cartoons. And during Too Cool! Cartoons, for our Cartoon Hangover channel, almost half the shorts were by a new generation of creative women, including Natasha.

Onto the thanks. Please remember that these posts are about the “behind the scenes” of what makes B&PC. None of us miss the plain truth that it’s our fans that makes everything worth it.

I’m not sure if there’s a way to thanks Natasha Allegri enough, is there? An amazing artist, a deep storyteller, a lovely person with a stunning vision.

Eric Homan and I were colleagues for 27 years, the last 15 or so, heading development at Frederator Studios. It was Eric who, for us, spotted what a special talent Natasha had. He was the person who saw her web comic that kickstarted the Fionna and Cake phenomenon. And, of course, he invited Natasha over to show us the cartoon she’d been working on in 2013.

Carrie Miller has been another indispensable presence during my Frederator years. She ran our New York operation, produced our first original cartoons for Channel Frederator, and by the time Eric sent over the PuppyCat storyboard for a second opinion (”Greenlight this cartoon right now!”), she was running the entire New York office and our YouTube channels.

Don’t think I’ve ignored Pendleton Ward. Because it was Pen’s and Natasha’s friendship, built around the web comics that they traded over years, that inspired Pen to convince her to join the Adventure Time team, her first foray into professional cartoons. Without Pen, I’m not at all sure that any of us could have become her great followers. And don’t think he didn’t help B&PC creatively whenever possible.

Kevin Kolde and I met during my time at Hanna-Barbera, and during his pre-cartoon and SPüMCø lives I did everything I could to bring him over to my side of things. Eventually he succumbed, and while he was developing what has become the ”Castlevania” universe, he patiently worked with dozens of the creators –almost none of whom had ever run a professional cartoon production– I foisted upon him during various shorts productions. Natasha was definitely a mature artist and storyteller who had relatively scant experience in production, and over the decade that Bee and PuppyCat has lived it’s Kevin’s subtle hand that has made all the productions possible.

Efrain Farias and Hans Tseng have been key creative collaborators with Natasha throughout the decade of the B&PC saga. Both of these folks are talented artists, but that doesn’t begin to catalog their contributions to the shows.

Larry Leichliter has worked on everything. As far as I’m concerned, Larry Huber introduced him my way to direct on ChalkZone; Eric and Kevin suggested him for the Adventure Time short, and he eventually became the series’ original supervising director. He served on Bee and PuppyCat the same way where set the directorial vision.

Actors, we’ve had a few. You’re undoubtedly familiar with Allyn Rachel, Kent Osborne, Pretty Patrick Seery, but I think if you peruse the who cast you might get a few surprises.

Didn’t Will Wiesenfeld do an amazing job? Just check out Baths too! Natasha really scored here.

The entire Frederator Studios production team, small as it was, kept things on track, particularly Sylvia Edwards and Steve Worth, who had a lot going on at the same time. The editors, sound department, special and visual effects, Garrett, they all did incredible work. Thank you!  

Meredith Layne has voice casted and directed both series (among a whole lot of others for us). And if you look at the credits closely, these shows do not in any way tread the expected paths when it comes to actors.

Heather Kenyon and Junichi Yanagihara really made the difference when we moved the animation to OLM in Tokyo, and kept it up during “Lazy in Space.”

Matt Gielen had recently joined Frederator Networks when we started looking at storyboards for Too Cool!. Though “influencers” were already flooding YouTube, which de-emphasized scripted, character based programming, Matt became an industry leader understanding how to help us build a loyal community of viewers who became the backbone of the Bee and PuppyCat fandom.

We heard from Nate Olson in Part 4 of this BTS series, but as I said there, a Bee and PuppyCat series might not have existed with his sweat, blood and smarts he brought to bear in shepherding our community of viewers-turned-fans into a group of committed supporters, first with the Kickstarter, then with the product companies that came aboard. Maybe more than anyone else, Nate was the loud voice representing the community, keeping all of us in line, understanding that without that special audience all our work would be for nothing.

Making a show like B&PC should be enough. The Cartoon Hangover crew in New York –Cade Hiser, Nicky Fung, Zoe Barton, and all the interns– lost a few years of their lives helped our fans stay fans. No, it’s not as easy as it looks.

Tom Pickett had bought my company, Next New Networks, for Google and YouTube to help them find audiences. And when he started Ellation (owner of Crunchyroll) and VRV to work with independent streaming networks, he reached out to see if Cartoon Hangover might be interested. His programmer, Arlen Marmel and business development head, Eric Berman, were particularly interested in “Bravest Warriors” and “Bee and PuppyCat.” Without these intrepid entrepreneurs we couldn’t have made “Lazy in Space.”

Michael Hirsh, Canadian animation innovator, saved Frederator when we ran into some tough times. “Bee and PuppyCat: Lazy in Space” probably wouldn’t have seen the light of day without him.

Brian Gucciardo was in the law department at my other company, Next New Networks. He’s been around the block, and then some, in almost every facet of the entertainment business. Let me tell you true, doing the kind of agreements we have with first time creators for “Too Cool! Cartoons” (home of B&PC) and “GO! Cartoons” (throw Sony Pictures Animation in that mix) is no easy rolling. Not to mention our arrangements with Netflix and everything else we through at him (thousands –thousands!– of Channel Frederator Network members!).

Fred Pustay and I have worked together for decades, starting at MTV. He's saved my bacon more often than I can say. And he kept Frederator on an even keel no matter now hard I tried to screw it up. We couldn't have gotten through the treacherous waters to get Bee and PuppyCat made without him.

Like I said, it takes a village. And any villagers I’d neglected will be added as they yell at me.

Wow! On Netflix now. Finally.

More to come in BTS w/B&PC Part 6. Catch up here.

AFTG tfc ch1 Re Read by cavan

(i do not remember any details so its almost like im reading it first time lmao) tumblr does not give me read more cut off option so deal with this i guess sorry #CavanrereadAFTG if you need to block it chapter 1 "She'd beat him to the hell and back if she saw him sitting around and mopping like that" is quite violent way to phrase "she woudl be displeased to see him .." so was neil casually beaten by his mom or we only on page 4 of neil backed up trauma management and im already thinking about scene where this boy will finally brek open and admit how much he wants normal life and not having to hide his emotions and you know live a little without this whole batman personal covering his face already hit by brain made connection about how exy is what took rikos life away from him and how it's the thing that kept neil alive through the worst of his here i am making it about this little cunt already but what else were you expecting of me?

learning new things about English language always nice! neil "its cool my mom died i can finally stay in one place for a bit" how had this boy not murdered this woman himself is beyond me fr ,, please go away" neil wymack already adopted you just haven't got the adoption papers yet I wonder if Janie Smalls is taller than Andrew Minyard "her best friend found her bleeding out" okay but - who is Janie's best friend is it one of foxes? what if it's seth ? Makes sense for it to be seth nvm friend explained to me that potential recruit means she was not at palmetto at the time " Typical of a fox " see riko would make amazing fox that's boy self destructive af in all of my head cannons

broadening my vocab nice nice Notorious for their tiny size i know it's bc there only 9 of them but i will stay believing it is bc everyone is short math time, had not seen kevin in 8 years neil is 18-19 now so he was 10 ok will remember Neil: i need to be very sneaky about my past wymack: do you need a pen? neil: i can't play for you because you signed kevin day wymack: ....... ??????? I LOVE HOW ANDREW WAY TO SAY HI IS FUCKING CRUSHING NEILS LUNGS AGAINST HIS SPINE ????? forgot how radioactive they are bc of how cute they are welp things align riko broke kevins hand andrew beat up neils internal organs for no reason at all! i love when all my ships are fucked up

assailant here is the word i keep using but spelling "assultant" lmao , man im learning so much ,, Andrew was blamed for kevins recent transfer" - kandrew is strong with this one ppl in universe just assumed kevin fell in love on first sight and they ARE RIGHT

i cant tell if im here to study cannon or english but like i know what those words mean but i don't know their definitions does that make sense? OH THIS IS SO CUTE I WILL DRAW THIS FUCK YES LETS GO he slammed motherfucker with his own racket dfghsdjfhgg Hernandez is literary the only normal person over the course of those 3 books andrew *assults someone as hello* wymack: Andrew's a bit raw on manners / my dude with this reading speed it will take me half year to go through those books but im having actually a lot of fun here neil: i already said i can not sign with you wymack:OK BUT YOU STILL NEED TO EXPLAIN WHY KEVIN DAY IS THE ISSUE HERE did kevin heard it lmoa i wonder if kevin heard the ,, do you need a pen - YoU sIgNeD KeViN DaY no wonder kevin was bitch to neil he thought the lil bitch hated him on the start lmao Andrew was only here because Kevin day never went anywhere alone here you go with your raven programming <3 YEARS SINCE THEY'D WATCHED NEIL'S FATHER CUT A SCREAMING MAN INTO HUNDRED BLOODY PIECES Kevin / Dark hair and green eyes, black number 2 neil saw that number and wanted to retch He and his adopted brother Riko Moriyama wrote the numbers one and two on their faces with markers, tracing them over and over anytime they started to fade. ok so were they drawing their own numbers? it sound like kevin was drawing his number too also this is the only mention i think of riko being reffered to as kevin,s brother in the books anyway I have case to make assuming kevin and riko were doing those numbers form young age pre 10 ... it just makes sense the system they use would be Arabic not roman i just can't imagine small kids knowing roman numbers when they were neglected in nest i think this is best case i can make for it. friend provided proof that in book the four tattoo neil get's is introduced as "4" so ok arabic canon moving on Riko nad Kevin were inducted to national court 1 year pre aftg story starts They were champions and neil was a jumble of lies and dead-ends on one hand it's funny how desperate they all are to sign neil on other hand i deeply believe they just see the desperation in his eyes, we know that neil wants it and those contact lenses do not hide it , they know that he wants to say yes, they are just confused about what the fuck makes him say no (kevin's bitchiness) or at least i would make this be the case if neil didn't just got assaulted and if they didn't literary phrased it as ,, we are not living without you signing this" like .. kidnapping with extra steps much ???? playing like he has everything to lose is not excuse for you all to harass this poor man like that OK HOLD ON A SECOND "He'd remember the scrimmage interrupted by that man's murder"

what man what murder the man nathan butchered for them? did nathan murdered someone during game?

WHAT HAPPENED

the moment kevin would start looking at him funny- he already is ngl im only on page 12 and i just hate neils mom i have no phrasing for it but the fact that every choice neil could make for his happiness is meet with ,, mom would be sooo mad" is really frustrating to read about... what is the point of even being alive for this boy fr???? i wonder if theres any specific place they would have been safe it? kind of would be fun to have au where neil and his mom go to japan and end up getting protection form yakuza F BOMB 1 F BOMB 2 COMBO fuck i love those characters so much okay like all of them It's about second chances, Neil. Second, third, fourth, whatever, as long as you get at least one more than what anyone else wanted to give you"

David "idealistic idiot" Wymack wymacks sincerity is what lets foxes trust him , wymack is the first adult in their lives that understands Savge yank of her hands in his hair here we go fuck he has so much guilt over trying to live a little this is so un fair "I'm sorry"he gasped out between wet coughs. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry"

So a while back you drew art of the sonic!lads feat. the metal virus, and if you have any further ideas on that matter I would love to hear them!

Totally fine if not and you just wanted to draw some cool art, but the whole metal virus arc was one of my favourites in the idw comics ^-^'

KAJSKA that’s fair, I'm currently also brain rotting over sonic prime and the sonic!Lads again so luckily I do have lore for you. Also same metal virus arc was one of my favorites too

Though it was a while ago, I might forgot some details about the arc so yeah sorry if there’s anything missing or wrong lmao

Anyway this got so long bc I like to ramble so read more it is

So, I guess the Sonic!Lads universe exist somewhat within the idw sonic canon, like the actual sonic characters do exist but are vaguely there, so restoration hq or whatever it was still exist, G.U.N. Exist somewhat, there’s the Babylonians, etc.

Anyway, This was probably a while after all the lads are friends, which is probably a very bad timing, considering the whole lore with Brian, but we'll get to it someday.

Basically at first the whole thing was like the idw, where everyone didn't notice at first, but when they did, it was far too late.

Kevin and RT are roommates, and since RT does have an extreme gear, they managed to bail out, taking some necessary equipment specifically to survive/camp, and jumps out of a fucking window kasjaskj (okay maybe a bit dramatic but the whole place outside are already swarming with zombots so what are they supposed to do)

Brian was at Daithi's place, doing some check ups to make sure his robot parts didn't act up again, before the garage doors started banging, and as they went to the window, they see that the outside was also swarming with Zombots. Daithi started to tell Brian to get anything he can get while he himself tries to take some tech he made that might be useful, before the doors broke and the zombots started coming. They managed to get away safely because of Daithi's bounce shoes (though he was almost caught) and Brian's rocket shoes.

Sean was working in his shift on the coffee shop, before he saw people running away, and before the windows at the shop broke because of the zombots. He wasn't home, and there was only a few things that can held them back, so He just ran away, trying to find somewhere safe, bringing anything he can.

ANYWAY, RT and Kevin managed to find a shelter that was created by the restoration HQ and stayed there for a while. Dan works with others to try and save other people by using his extreme gear, while Kevin helps inside the shelter as much as he can.

Brian and Daithi was camping from place to place before getting a notice that there was a restoration HQ ship near them. They tried to make a run for it while getting chased by the Zombots, before they got surrounded just close to the ship. They fought as hard as they can before Brian just, picks Daithi up and throws him into the ship, leaving him behind. There's a whole 'I'm not leaving you again!' scene or something, (like that one scene with Vector and Espio) where Daithi tries to get out and help, but was stopped by the other civillians inside, while he watched Brian getting consumed by the horde.

Sean manages to run into the shelter Dan and Kevin is in, and helps too, while getting a few supplies. He works both Inside and outside, sometimes becoming Intel for whatever is happening outside and helping Dan get out of tight situations.

Anyway, Daithi later also arrives, informing the Lads about Brian's situation. Sean decides to help, Dan too whenever he can, while Kevin still mostly stays inside, but going outside once or twice if the other lads aren't there to help Daithi.

Though things got worse. After one particular nasty situation, Dan eventually catches the virus when he was out with Sean, rescuing any alive civilians. Sean went to help him, but Dan just, told him to go, to go back to the HQ while with the consciousness he still had, Dan will try and stop any Zombots while Sean and the others escape.

We get back to Brian and he did got infected, his robot parts are trying to fight through the virus since it mostly affected his alive parts, so some of his consciousness is there. He tried his best to help others escape, but it is becoming hard as his own robot side starts to get corrupted.

Sean later also got infected while going through an abandoned city, trying to find any survivor, before eventually encountering a horde with some other people and tried to run for it, but he got pulled by the zombots as he was climbing a ladder to the roof, and eventually turned into a zombot.

I'll try to make this quick, but at the end the only lads who weren't infected are Kevin and Daithi. They did go through some tight stuff, almost getting infected here and there. At the end before every virus was taken away, the shelter was ambushed and they were trying to hold them back as best as they can, though after months and maybe year? I forgot how long the fucking arc was of fighting and surviving, they are getting very exhausted. But good timing since the whole end of the arc happened, and the virus vanished.

Later on both of them tried to find where the other lads were, though Dan did find his extreme gear again and managed to go to the shelter again, reuniting with Kevin and Daithi, Sean was later found in an abandoned building while Brian was inside another shelter with other people.

The other version of the 'Irene learns about Kevin's murderous past' scenario!

Kevin has some things they need to talk about...

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‘Hey Princess I need to talk to you about something’

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For the first time in the months they had been together Irene Beyer did not want to go meet up with her boyfriend. Normally she lamented not getting to spend enough time with him. There hadn’t been a day since they met that he hadn’t made her laugh, nor one where he’d judged her limitations. They could talk for hours about books, art, the nonexistent weather. Kevin’d even installed a misting system in his apartment so she would be comfortable on visits.

He also wanted to talk to her about something. Something he wouldn’t mention over text, and insisted had to be discussed in person.

She had enough experience in life, relationships, and media to know that was a very bad sign. One that normally meant somebody was leaving you or dying.

She went anyway.

~~

“Princess.” He smiled when he saw her, not near to wide and bright as normal. There were dark circles beneath his eyes that made the way her already dull colors flashed briefly monotone in her worry seem somehow befitting the scene.

“Hey,” she managed, her mass tense as she entered the ‘park’. It was low quality and out of the way enough that there was only the one small group on the other end of it, most preferring the ‘real’, larger one that circled the center of the station. They preferred the larger one. But she supposed he wanted a degree of privacy… “You wanted to talk?”

“Yeah…” Even that weak smile dropping into a heavy frown Kevin fidgeted, scraping his nails intensely against his jeans, and gestured with a nod to a partially sheltered spot under a potted tree. Irene was torn, as she followed to settle beside him on the fake turf, between wanting to comfort him, to make whatever he was so concerned about better, and curling into her own mass never to be seen again.

Her colors shifted as she waited for him to speak, from the blues she’d come in to browns, then greens, then yellows and reds, all dull and desaturated. It was clear Kevin was trying to get himself and his words together, taking deep breaths, fidgeting his shoulders, absorbing and dropping the plastic ground.

“I don’t blame you,” he eventually said, looking away from her, “if you decide this is too much.” Okay, she was going to have to assume he was dying then, the bottom falling out of her at the thought. He looked healthy enough, but that that didn’t mean anything, plenty of things killed you pretty. Cancer maybe? Did Ossys even get- “I’ve murdered people.”

And that knocked the color right off of her, leaving her her natural brown-purple. She couldn’t even collapse or draw in, stuck frozen in place as she tried to process the statement she had probably least expected. Yes, she’d known he had a criminal record, but… Kevin? Her Kevin? Who made her sweets despite not being a fan himself? Told stupid jokes? Coddled his baskurr rotten? That Kevin? Her brain just spun in circles, working to reconcile the words ‘Kevin’ and ‘murderer’, only to eventually eject a single word.

“Recently?” Irene could not have told you what made that be it, out of the million questions in her head. Why? Who? How? Why, but more emphatically?

“No,” Kevin said plainly, though a hint of something that wanted to be a smile flashed across his lips. “It’s been like, a decade since my last.” A de- He was her age, they would’ve been in high school. “And I can tell you now that I don’t regret that one, or the one that came right before it, they were awful people that the universe is better without. Don’t regret the people I’ve killed in defense of myself and other either, those, they don’t count for me maybe they do for you.”

They didn’t. It surprised her to realize that. That she couldn’t hold that against him, killing to protect himself and others. She didn’t like it, the fact that there was more death on his hands was burning in the pit of her, but she couldn’t make herself judge him for it.

“When you-” She took a moment. “What do you mean by ‘awful people’?”

“They were-” Kevin swallowed, looked up, and squared his shoulders. “I’ve murdered five people that deserved it, one’d already killed my dad and left systems dead in his wake, another few traded in Osmosian parts, the rest where slavers.” Okay, okay she could see his reasoning there. Still not good, very not good, but she understood why. At least enough to begin to relax, just a bit, even as he shut his eyes and let out a shuddering breath “But, I’ve murdered six people who didn’t.”

Irene collapsed in on herself. That- There was a difference there. A very, very big one. Her mind, only just calming down, went spinning again. Even he was admitting-

“There’s innocent blood on my hands, Irene,” he continued, eyes still shut and shoulders tense, “and there’s nothing I can do to fix it or make up for it. I’m not-I don’t keep secrets like this. You need to know the kind of guy I was, still am, in a lot of ways.” The immediate image that came to mind was the amber jellyfish sitting in her bedroom, and the tired smile on Kevin’s face when he’d given it to her first thing the morning after she mentioned loving them. It didn’t line up, in her mind, the sweet and loving man against a killer against him sat here telling her about these crimes. If he had kept his mouth shut then, then she could have said it was a ruse, that the killer was the man, but… But he was telling her...

“Why,” she finally managed to ask. “If they didn’t deserve it, then why?” He heaved a shaky sigh.

“I was a seriously fucked-up kid,” he said in a tone she recognized from her own therapy sessions, from being made to process the things she went through in a manner that wasn’t just, self-hate. “I was homeless, and alone, in the worst part of my addiction, and so fucking angry. They had things I needed, or they were competition, and- I didn’t need to kill them. I didn’t, but I was angry and I wanted other people to hurt like I was, to make sure they never got the chance to hurt me.”

Huffing an empty laugh, he finally turned to her, forcing a tight smile that belied the pain gathered in the crinkles of his eyes. It cut right into the depths of her, settling in beside the hectic frenzy in her, the stark realization of the regret behind this talk. That was why he was telling her, that was why things didn’t align. This wasn’t just a fact, it was a fact that hurt him.

Despite the spinning of her mind, Irene managed to pull herself back up.

“I’m a violent person by nature,” Kevin said as the smile slowly slipped, “been called ‘feral’ more than once, and it’s not something that going to go away. A big part of why I’m seeing my shrink is to keep a handle on my temper. But, I’m trying not to be that person anymore, who kills innocent people for his own sake. I don’t want to be that.” And she could tell. He’d been young, and hurt, done horrible things realized they were horrible. What more was there in the face of that? When you knew, now, how hard they worked to be as sweet and loving as you knew them, to be better than the person they’d been before?

He'd murdered people. Innocent people, in cold blood.

He was a good man.

Letting color come back over her, dull oranges and greens, Irene slowly bobbed her head.

“Okay,” she said, stretching to lay her head on Kevin’s shoulder. He leaned his against her in turn, tension falling from his shoulders as he collapsed into a proper slump. “I’m, going to be a while processing this, but… Just, promise you won’t kill anyone else?”

“I can’t promise that, can’t promise I won’t maim fuckers if I have to either, but I can promise that I’ll keep doing my damnedest to keep the killing to a bare minimum.” It- A wave of desaturation washed over and passed her.

“I think I can live with that.”

“Just-” Kevin took and released a deep breath, turning his face into her mass. “-promise me that if I do go bad again, you’ll bolt?” Irene tensed.

“Kevin-”

“I don’t want you hurt, by anyone, including me, and I know I can snap, I’ve done it before. Promise me that if I hurt you or I threaten you, that you won’t make excuses, or try to ‘save’ me, you’ll just run and not look back.” Somehow, that helped. The acknowledgement that he could become that person again, the focus on keeping her safe from himself, seemed to cauterized the resolve in her that he was the man she’d come to know over these past months.

Slowly, she bobbed her head again.

“I promise,” she said, then surprised even herself with “I love you.”

They hadn’t said that before. But, it was true. He was everything she’d ever wanted, even things she hadn’t known she wanted until he’d come along, like someone to solve mystery films with. All of this, it didn’t change that. At least, not in a way that ruined it.

Kevin tensed beneath her, but she could feel the smile and blush creep onto his face.

“I love you too. Sorry I’m not better.” Irene shifted to press more of her mass against him, letting out a low rumble when her put an arm around her as best he could.

“That’s okay.”

She could forgive him his past, give him the chance to prove himself more than who he’d been. She could do it.

Even if her therapist was going to have a field day with it all.

For the writer ask meme! I love these :)

37 & 38 - @jtl-fics

thank u ash!!

38) If you could collab with any other writer on here, who would it be? (Perhaps this question will inspire some collabs!) If you’re shy, don’t tag the blog, just name it.

AHHHH collabs make me really nervous bc im bossy and controlling lmao so i need someone whose writing i admire and look up to and also will both fight me and still like me afterward. which is why i would LOOOOOOOVE to collab w laureb @starwarned. and..... well................ hehe. moving on.

37) What’s the funniest story you’ve written?

OOOH ok ive written a couple fics that were like literally crack but i think my funniest fic overall TO ME is my high school AU, We Can Live Forever. the title is from a one direction song, which is automatically funny, and then it just is a wild ride thru my sense of humor after that. i wrote most of this fic while zooted too, which explains a lot lol. i was actually just talking abt this particular scene with aforemention laureb the other day -- im putting it under the cut bc it's long but it's like the funniest thing ive ever written:

All the chairs are taken when Andrew steps outside holding two shitty chicken caesar wraps. Several of their occupants are reenacting moments from their last game using various lunch items. Andrew only has to watch the affair for a moment before he figures out he is being represented in the tupperware goal by an empty juice box.

Neil is sitting with his elbows resting on the table, watching with a small smile. He shifts to sneak a french fry off Kevin’s tray while he isn’t looking, then looks over to the cafeteria door. His grin splits open when he spots Andrew, and he pushes his chair back, gesturing toward his lap in offering.

Andrew sighs. He only allows his brain to read the situation as Gay Disaster and Object of Affection for about a second when he sits sideways across Neil’s thighs, Neil’s arm wrapping loosely around his waist to hold him in place. Then, Andrew realigns himself with what the situation actually is: Andrew and Neil, doing something they’ve been doing since they were seven years old. He relaxes, handing Neil his sandwich and ripping the cling wrap off his own.

“Which one are you?” Andrew asks, jerking his chin toward where a poptart has dodged its clementine backliner mark to charge at juice-box-Andrew in goal.

“I’m on the bench for this play,” Neil says.

“And then, Andrew! You were like, PSHAAHHHH!” Laila says, waving an imaginary racquet in the air to demonstrate the block Andrew had made. Matt imitates her general movement with the juicebox. “And the Allenstown guy was so mad, he tried to punch Jean!” Jeremy throws the poptart at an empty Coke can.

Andrew nods, taking a bite of his wrap. Copious amounts of shredded cheese fall onto his lap, so he brushes it all to the ground.

“I was a protein bar earlier.” Neil finally succeeds in unwrapping his sandwich using only one hand. “But then Nicky ate me.”

“Hmmm,” Andrew responds, eyeing his cousin across the table. String-cheese-Kevin scores on the opposing team. Nicky dumps a splash of Gatorade on it (and Allison’s hand) as everyone cheers.

Neil leans forward, and Andrew feels his breath on his earlobe.

“Want to know why you’re the juicebox?”

“Do I?” Andrew asks, willing every nerve in his body to stand down.

“Matt says it’s because you’re a little squirt,” Neil whispers, squeezing slightly at Andrew’s waist before leaning back against the chair. Andrew twists to glare at him.

“Don’t blame me,” Neil says, laughing. “I said you should’ve been Kevin’s hamburger — strong and beefy. But Kevin is selfish, and he was unwilling to sacrifice his hamburger for your good name.”

“Damn straight,” Kevin mumbles beside Neil, wiping off the plastic-wrapped cheese stick with a napkin before placing it back at center court.

supernatural s9e23 do you believe in miracles? (w. jeremy carver)

saw a post briefly that said they loved the gadreel plotline which made me realize i pretty much exclusively complain about this show while continuing to watch and go on about it at length. ultimately, it's because i love sam and dean. and i have a hard time with the plotlines that put a ton of conflict between them, which is like. 2/3 of the seasons at this point it feels like. and sometimes the stress feels earned (like say, dean's deal approaching, ruby, etc) and sometimes .... not so much.

like okay for example, as the recap spins up with carry on my wayward son. this song used to pretty much gut me because of how much emotional baggage there was by the end of the season and i'd usually end up crying my way through most of the last handful of episodes in a season. but the emotional intensity just fell off a cliff. it comes out sometimes between the two of them, but not nearly with the consistency of the earlier seasons. and like i've said before, there's just too much shit (plot) happening, it's teen wolf-esque

SAM Something is wrong with you, Dean. And until we figure out what, this is where you have to stay. DEAN And you two are gonna do what? Take on Metatron yourselves? That's smart. Oh, no, wait. No, you -- you lost your Angel army. And you now you're trying to lock up the one guy who has a shot at killing the son of a bitch! Hell of a plan, fellas!

as they lock dean in the dungeon thing, reminded of this

from s5e18 point of no return (link to my ep post)

DEAN Well, they’re right. Because either it’s a trap to get me there to make me say yes, or it’s not a trap and I’m gonna say yes anyway. And I will. I’ll do it. Fair warning. SAM No, you won’t. When push shoves, you’ll make the right call. DEAN You know, if tables were turned…I’d let you rot in here. Hell, I have let you rot in here. SAM Yeah, well…I guess I’m not that smart. DEAN I—I don’t get it. Sam, why are you doing this? SAM Because… you’re still my big brother.

different situation obviously since there's this external thing forcing dean to go darkside, but speaking of emotional intensity

sometimes they have people's eyelines so close to the camera i'm not sure but then lately sometimes it's just this which when it's unexpected it's my brain screeching DO NOT PERCEIVE ME

really good scene between dean and crowley here.

CROWLEY Cain was a demon. Your body's not strong enough to contain the blade's power. DEAN What if I got rid of it? CROWLEY You want to get rid of it?

the way he asked that was surprisingly not mocking. and i mean, if he's involved in dean becoming a demon, or just generally (i don't know how that goes down) - he has a vested interest in dean embracing this. and dean's such a mess it kinda seems like he might just latch on to what crowley is selling, since he's not just angry but vulnerable

SAM Who else would he summon? I mean, he and Crowley have been bromancing over the Blade ever since Dean got the mark.

you've seen romancing the stone, now bromancing the blade

SAM Yeah, I sort of got that. I just thought you might like to know that while you two have been playing, uh, odd couple, your real friends, like Cas, like the angel you stabbed, Gadreel --they're out there right now risking their asses to help you win this fight.

real friend, gadreel? okay. that seems like a stretch there, sammy. maybe ally would be a better word :p

DEAN You mean the angel that took you for a joy ride? The angel that slaughtered Kevin? That angel? SAM Who you let in the front door in the first place. You tricked me, Dean. And now I'm the one who wakes up in the middle of the night seeing my hands killing Kevin, not you. So, please, when you say you don't want to explain anything to me, don't. I get it. And I also get that Metatron has to go. And I know you're our best shot to do that.

i know sam is practical, but he must have quite the cargo hold for the baggage he's stowing

DEAN I'm gonna take my shot, for better or worse. SAM I know. DEAN No matter the consequences. SAM I know. But if this is it, we're gonna do it together.

going down swinging etc

DEAN Listen, Sammy, about, um, you know, the last couple of months... SAM I know. So, before we find something else to fight about...tell me...Are you ready to gut this bitch?

didn't last long

i don't particularly enjoy the weird cadence of gadreel's speech. i can imagine it was easier in a way to have something pretty stark so padalecki and gadreel's actor could noticeably be similar but. i'm real tired of it. oh, well. now he's dead anyway

METATRON Wow, that big blade and that... douchy tribal tat sure gave you some super juice.

gotta meet that dean bloody and beaten face quotient

METATRON Ah. So Gadreel bites the dust. And the Angel tablet -- arguably the most powerful instrument in the history of the universe -- is in pieces, and for what again? Oh, that's right -- to save Dean Winchester. That was your goal, right? I mean, you draped yourself in the flag of heaven, but ultimately, it was all about saving one human, right?

i mean, dean and humanity

i did not know he got stabbed

DEAN What happened with you being okay with this? SAM I lied.

appreciate that, and thank you jared (wiki):

Jared confirmed that Sam was lying in 9.13 The Purge when he said he wouldn't save Dean from dying, and so he changed a line in this episode from "I didn't know this was going to happen" to "I lied".

okay it's that mushy music again! but a woodwind or brass instead of piano. maybe that's what got me so confused, that it's been the horn in the past?? mushy piano in s9e11 and s8e15

i feel like a jerk but this didn't really hit the right emotional notes for me either, similar to the s8e23 handfasting in the church (tl;dr i watched it several times and despite being a wincest shipper i just didn't feel anything)

also.. did they need to reshoot this? the lighting is weird. either the lighting doesn't match the environment because of a reshoot or just poor lighting design choices

and i hate to say it, i've come to love sam a lot and i think padalecki is a better actor than i gave him credit for, but this doesn't feel like his usual more authentic distress :\

back here again

well that did get me a little. borrowing on dean over sam's dead body on the bed in s2e22 all hell breaks loose pt2

and following the thought through of sam being truly alone

did not anticipate the blade bringing him back as a demon, but i knew we got there somehow and that he and crowley were gonna go off on a jaunt

Flames.

Summary: Skid is saved from a situation he never thought he'd be in. But now he has to heal from everything he went through. And he doesn't know how.

Chapter 12: A Memory.

TWS: SKID HAS A FLASHBACK AGAIN, SKID DISSOCIATES????, KIDNAPPING IMPLICATIONS, TRAUMA IMPLICATIONS, VERY STRONG CHILD ABUSE IMPLICATIONS, IMPLIED PHYSICAL ABUSE, PROFANITY, SKID IS VERY TRAUMATIZED AND ANXIOUS, SELF BLAME.

(SERIOUSLY. SKID GOES THROUGH A LOT IN THIS SHIT. BE WARNED. YES, THIS IS A STORY ABOUT HIM SLOWLY HEALING FROM HIS TRAUMA, OR AT LEAST TRYING TO. BUT THAT DOESNT MEAN ITS NOT SOMEWHAT DARK. BE WARNED. DONT WORRY THOUGH, IT DOESNT ROMANTICIZE ANY OF THE DARK THINGS IN IT THOUGH. IT IS POTRAYED AS A BAD THING. THIS IS JUST ABOUT SKID HEALING FROM A BAD EXPERIENCE.)

(I ALSO PARTIALLY WROTE THIS STORY TO KINDA COPE WITH MY TRAUMA, SINCE WRITING ABOUT PEOPLE SLOWLY HEALING FROM THEIR TRAUMA KINDA MAKES ME FEEL BETTER ABOUT MY OWN EXPERIENCES.)

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For the rest of the night, Skid had temporarily slept inside of his mother's room.

His mother had a soft but comforting grip around him as he slept beside her, her face buried into the back of his head. He had stopped crying many minutes ago, yet his eyes still felt dry from the sheer amount of tears that had seeped out of his eyes. His tiny hand remained gripping on the sheets of the already dark bedroom. Skid tried his best to keep his eyes closed, considering anytime he did, his mind played tricks on him.

Often, this did occur even before he was.. taken. It was a natural thing for human beings to experience after all. If he kept his eyes open in the dark for too long, he would start to see things. He would think things would move, he'd think he'd see something lurking in the dark. But alas, it would always be nothing but his mind. For he was bound to either find out that it was merely the paranoia of his brain, or it was just some random object in the dark.

Skid opened his eyes for only a moment. He saw a silhouette of the coat rack beside the door, which his mother would often go to whenever she was throwing on clothes for work, or whenever it was cold outside.

Many coats hung on the frame of the coat rack, and Skid could recognize one of them as the one his mother wore whenever he went over to Pump's house that one time. He shivered a little, thinking of what had happened with that Happy Fella doll that very same night. Even if it had been a fairly long time ago, it still frightened him. And even if he remembered that the doll was basically dead due to he and Pump shoving it in the oven, he could still remember the way it melted. If he were the same as he had been then, he wouldn't feel scared. But now, it.. felt as if things were different.

He looked at the coat rack again. The frame of it oddly resembled a man. A tall man, in fact. It was only his imagination, of course. But he couldn't help but think it looked like a man. An oddly familiar frame of a man in fact.

...

He let out a small whimper, clenching his eyes shut. He gripped the sheets harder as a bead of sweat rolled down his cheek.

In response, his mother held him tighter, and gently rubbed his head. She softly shushed him, "..shhh.. its okay.". Skid would have pulled at his hair out of stress if it wasn't for the grip his mother had on him right now. "It was just a nightmare.. you're okay.." She whispered to him gently, rubbing her fingers through the tendrils of his hair still.

He didn't even bother to open his eyes. He didn't want to look at anything anymore. He just didn't want to see anything anymore. He didn't want to be anything anymore.

He didn't want to feel anything anymore.

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Morning soon came, and sunlight poured upon the town from outside. Skid had already been out of bed, for he was awoken by his mother. His mother wouldn't be taking the day off of work like she did yesterday. He still felt a little ashamed of what he did yesterday. He caused a scene, and probably worried the heck out of Kevin. He freaked out more than he should have. Guilt coursed through him like a wave of thundering emotions ever still, pounding within him like the flap of a butterflys wings.

He wanted to apologize to Kevin for what happened yesterday, even if he had already. But he didn't know how he would if he couldn't even go to the candy store without causing such a ruckus over such a small thing. And as to what such a small thing was, he still didn't know.

His mother was still present, for it was morning, and soon she'd be taking him to Pump's house. After all, it was what was always done whenever she had to go to work. He'd be thrown under Mr. Wonder's care until she got back. Rays of light seeped from the window from outside. His mother was making him breakfast, and currently, he was in the kitchen. He was waiting for her to finish making breakfast, since he didn't want to make her angry or anything. Wait—no, no. She wouldn't be angry. She wasn't..

He shook his head. He was beginning to grow tired of his new anxieties.

His mother was beside the kitchen counter, seemingly making a simple stack of pancakes for both him and her. There were even two plates of crispy bacon beside the stack of pancakes. He couldn't really do much but watch in anticipation as she kept cooking. He wondered why and where she had gotten such good cooking skills sometimes. Was it a natural born skill for any type of parent? If so, then it certainly didn't count for..

He shook his head again. Now wasn't the time to be thinking such thoughts.

Eventually, upon hearing the sounds of the still sizzling bacon coming closer, he realized that his mother had been done with the cooking. He heard the clinking of the plate being placed upon the table. He blinked, contorting his head in the direction of where the plate had presumably been. His mother was now standing beside the table with a somewhat nervous smile. The plate now had both bacon and pancakes on it. He smiled, hunger aching within his stomach. A need for digestion coursed through him and splashed within like a writhing waterfall.

His mother then walked over to her chair, and sat in it, looking at him with an anxious gaze. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail, like it had been ever since he reunited with her. He wasn't really used to seeing her hair like that, considering he always remembered it being down. But it wasn't like he minded it or anything. It was just going to take some getting used to considering that within the few days Skid had been back, she never took it down.

Skid then grabbed weakly at a piece of bacon, and slowly pulled it towards his mouth. He took a small bite out of it, still a little paranoid of vomiting again. It was good. Just like all her cooking had been. The flavor washed within Skid's mouth, feeling like a liquid of heaven had been spilled upon him if only for a moment. If it were possible, he'd have stars in his eyes. Even so, he only took small bites out of it. It was weirdly funny. Had he been the same as he was before he was taken, he would have basically consumed every bit of it already.

As he continued to eat, his mother spoke up. "So, uh.. are you excited to see your friend again?"

Skid paused. He then looked up at her, but only for a small moment. He quickly looked away again, averting his gaze. "U—Uh.. yeah, I am."

His mother went quiet for a moment. Skid could hear the close sounds of her silverware clinking against the plate. "Are—are you sure? You don't look too excited."

Skid replied, "I—I am! I promise.. I just don't think I feel too good."

His mother went quiet again. "Well.. hey, I know things have been hard since you came back. But.. maybe seeing your friend will make you feel happy again!"

"Yeah.. if I don't ruin it this time." Skid mumbled softly under his breath.

"What was that?" His mother asked, seeming curious.

His trembling voice immediately stammered back, "No—Nothing! Don't worry about it.."

There was silence that filled the room once more.

"Sweetie.. are you sure you're okay?"

Skid gulped.

"..yeah, I'm okay. I promise.."

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Skid had currently been in the living room by now. His mother was preparing herself to drop him off. He had been waiting for about 10 minutes right now, sitting in front of the couch as the artifical light from above still rained down upon him like an unnatural force.

He could hear the faint buzzing of it. It buzzed like a fly scattering around and searching for a way of its survival. The TV had been flipped to some random horror movie he hadn't exactly seen before. His mother hadn't turned it on for him. He had actually. He felt a little proud of himself for being able to do such a thing on his own. Perhaps he was more capable than he originally thought.

On the screen, there was a child character seemingly hiding from what Skid could obviously tell was a threat. The child character was in a closet as ominous ambience played on the movie. Skid cocked his head to the side, watching with nervous happiness. He felt almost nervous that he was happy. Anxious that he was happy. Fearful that he was happy. But he wasn't sure why.

Artificial light continued to buzz from above, immortal in sound. It would only ever stop if he turned the light off. But he had been too focused on the movie to really do that. Staring at the TV screen, he was continuing to watch the movie despite the internal dread he felt. Like something bad was about to happen.

The child character walked slowly off screen as ominous footsteps were heard in the background. There was a shadow of two feet walking by the door, stopping for only a moment, only to move again. The movie was doing an oddly good job at keeping the aura and feel of the whole scene ominous. Whoever the film director had been must have been really cool.. or at least that was what Skid had thought to himself.

The child character let out a sigh of relief. Skid watched with raised shoulders, his hands clenching onto his legs. He was internally preparing for some kind of jumpscare. Despite his now anxious nature, he couldn't help but feel a little excited. He always got some sort of childish glee out of horror movies after all. As he watched with bated breath, the child character began to walk toward the door slowly, as if to walk out. Slowly, slowly. Closer, closer. Skid's eyes shimmered with delight as if seemingly built up to the jumpscare.

Yet as the child character got close to the door, and slowly wrapped their hand around the door handle.. nothing happened. No jumpscare had occurred. Skid felt confused, wondering why it hadn't followed the usual horror movie trope of unnecessary scares. That was what he loved about horror movies after all. He cocked his head to the side a few more inches, arching his brow. The child character slowly peeked out of the door, a dark hallway being revealed as they held a flashlight up nervously. Nothing else had occurred but the sound of complete silence.

The child character began to slowly walk out of the door, seemingly aiming to find some way of quietly escaping. They continued to walk, trying to be quiet. The film could pick up the sounds of their footsteps making the wood planks creak. Though as they did, they suddenly stopped in their tracks. Despite Skid's confusion, he continued to watch with great curiosity, wondering what they had seen.

The child character looked downwards at whatever they had seen. They had stepped on something. The camera slowly panned to what appeared to be.. an ominous child-like drawing of some kind. A.. A drawing. A paper with a badly drawn horrific figure of a man upon it and some child.

Skid continued to look at the screen, almost hypnotized. A feeling of sticky dread made its way to his head, making it feel as if he was experiencing some kind of pain within. He held his tiny hand to his forehead, and pressed his palm against his skin. What was this feeling? A coat of sweat began to form on Skid's face as he tried to keep looking at the screen, but he just couldn't pay attention. And.. and he didn't know why he couldn't.

A flash of a memory them occurred within his mind. It was something he already remembered, but it felt.. vivid for some reason now. Like he was experiencing it again. In his memory, he could internally see.. Keender. He could internally picture himself sitting in the dirty living room of Keender's house, drawing on a slightly ripped piece of paper. The paper had been ripped because Skid had struggled to get it out from where he found it.

He remembered what he drew. Sort of, anyway. It was a drawing of him inside of the house, and a drawing of Keender right next to him. He drew himself frowning with tears pouring out of his eyes. Keender had been standing next to him in the drawing, bared teeth in his snarl. He looked abnormally big in the drawing, and Skid wasn't sure why. He seemed as tall as the house even, yet somehow he still looked to fit inside.

A feeling of dread began to internally overwhelm him. The memory kept flashing at him. He remembered Keender coming in with a rough pound of his footsteps hitting the ground as if he were smacking it with his bare hands. Keender had always walked like that, and due to it, Skid couldn't ever really tell if he was angry or not.

He could see Keender's irritated expression within his mind, his teeth bared just like the drawing. He was angry. Skid knew it so. Skid felt a wave of anxiety flush through him, just like it had then. He remembered looking at Keender for only a moment, before looking away. He could recall Keender cursing under his breath, saying something along the lines of, "God.. its fucking hot.. its warmer than the fires of hell.. I swear to.."

He could remember Keender then going quiet, and the feeling of intense anxiety splashing over him whenever he felt his gaze set upon him. He remembered Keender growling, saying between angered gasps, "What the fuck do you think you're doing, kid? Where'd you get that paper from?"

Skid could remember him not being able to answer, for he was too frightened. Nothing else came out of his mouth but a short gasp. He remembered looking up at Keender, or at least forcing himself to. Finally, after a bit, he remembered himself saying in a meek tone, "..I.. I dunno." It was a lie, obviously. But it was an automatic response to Keender's anger that he couldn't really help but say.

"Bullshit.." Keender would curse behind his tone of anger, "Give that here!"

Keender then suddenly launched foward, and grabbed the paper before Skid could even take it from him. Skid wouldn't even dare try, for he feared being hurt again. He feared the feeling of Keender's sharp and painful slaps. Skid couldn't remember what else had really happened in that moment. No.. no, wait.. he could.

He could remember Keender looking at the drawing, only to look at him with a sharp and angry gaze. Skid remembered that automatically, an apology began to slip out of his mouth. And then.. Keender's hand had suddenly balled up and began to move closer to his face in an agonizing move of harm—

"Sweetie! I'm done changing! Are you ready to go see your friend?"

Skid blinked, suddenly snapped out of his memory. His head contorted to the direction of the voice, only to realize that it was his mother speaking from another room. She sounded as if she were nearby, most likely near the entrance already. Skid then felt sharp pants slipping from out of his tiny mouth, feeling as if he had just ran some sort of marathon. A bead of sweat was still rolling down his skin as he looked on with anxious eyes. His pupils were shaking with a blinding tint of fear.

Yet even so, he gulped, keeping down the urge to cry once more. He wasn't going to ruin everything. He couldn't ruin everything again.

Ignoring the agonizing memory the best he could in his mind, he spoke the best he could in a steady voice, and said, "Ye—Yeah! Coming, mom!"

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E

You could switch Sophie with Madison in all of the episodes after the wedding and it wouldn’t change anything 😬

I think it would. It would show that Kevin’s development into who he is at the end of the series mattered. He wanted to be a father with a family providing for them and what he got wasn’t that. The build up to Madison and Kevin makes more sense and feels way more natural than Kevin suddenly after six years deciding AGAIN that Sophie is the one.

If I was Sophie I’d be hella pissed with the back and forth.

Plus it seems like Madison/Kevin were the back up plan to Sophie and Kevin and that’s why I think all of her scenes are so short and clipped - they only had so much time with her to film. The actress is in another tv series. She’s barely registering as a character imo. But with Madison there would be a continuous relationship, scenes of them in each others lives for years before Kates wedding (where Sophie is miraculously on her second divorce and is still forever in love with Kevin) and certain scenes, I think filmed before Sophie’s actress became available show what was supposed to be.

I also think there would have been more time to shoot longer more meaningful scenes with Madison as the wife 1. The actress isn’t contracted to another show so they can shoot longer. 2. Madison has been front and center to Rebecca getting sick so she’s seen it from the beginning.

Being there for Kate and Kevin and how seen how it’s affected the whole family especially after so many lines in the series alluded to her being apart of the family. After Kevin blew up on her at the hospital when Kate was giving birth and her saying she wasn’t family, to her becoming pregnant by Kevin and literally being apart of the family. Hell, Randall even told her she was apart of the family and them being there for her wasn’t weird or odd when she was giving birth while waiting for Kevin. Kevin also proposed TWICE. (He doesn’t seem like the type to just do that especially S5 Kevin. Maybe S3 Kevin but not S5 Kevin.) That was emphasized way before she even got pregnant and I always found that scene to be foreshadowing and it was.

I just feel like it’s more impactful that’s she’s been there from the jump than Sophie who has been out of their lives for years and is shoved back into the family six years into Rebecca’s illness. Idk but Sophie feels like an after thought.

Even the scene where Kevin tells Madison he’s taking her off as his emergency contact seems like there’s pieces missing like it was too big of a build up to be just that conversation. Since S5 the build up of Kevison was there and obvious and suddenly there’s an Elijah and Madison accepts his proposal after six months - a man that’s barely on screen when she literally almost jumped into a wedding just months before????

Even the flash forward we got in S5 I believe where Madison tells Kevin she told him “12 times” no boys allowed was acted and shot to show how close, friendly and intimate they were with each other. The way she walked up to him is not a way a married woman with a new baby would walk up to the man who just happened to father her children and wasn’t in love with her.

There’s an obvious shift in S6 regarding Kevin/Madison and I believe for some god awful reason the writers or maybe just Dan wanted everyone watching to believe Sophie was always it.

I just don’t buy it.

At all.

Sorry if this all over the place my brain just vomited words.

Oh oh oh extra angsty metal au thoughts!

It was mentioned that Kevin is choosing to stop taking on the enhancements because he has Nico and his daughter to look out for so then it ends up that Mick has to take the enhancements and Mick of course understands so he does his best to pretend to everyone else that he isn't bothered by what the FIA did and eventually there's too much pain so at one race Mick just... collapses after getting out of the car and the drivers are rushing to help him into the safe house

I would imagine maybe Mick's pratically half metal at this point and maybe he also ended up being given an enhancement that makes his reactions super quick but it gives him the side effect of being so overwhlemed his brain just shuts down and he passes out because things hurts so much

Mick ends up not waking up for almost a whole day and Seb is especially panicking because he feels like he failed Mick and he's sobbing to Lewis about it and Kevin comes into the safe house and he's immediately hit with guilt because he said he'd do his best to take care of Mick but he couldn't even do that

okay okay okay so uhm pain cos yes, part of the idea if Kevin dealing with guilt over not being able to help Mick, or not able to let himself take the mods instead of Mick and Sebb being furious to him. Actually wrote a part of that scene already, so enjoy xoxo

“How could you let this happen?” Sebastian cried out, eyes wide and angry as he took Mick from Kevin, cradling the shivering and whimpering boy close. Kevin kept his hands clenched at his sides, jaw set, but he did not allow himself to feel guilt.

“I cannot do it anymore, Seb. I cannot take modifications carelessly like my own body doesn’t matter.” Kevin tried. Sebastian let out an angry noise, fist punching the floor next to him and leaving a dent in the wood.

A stark reminder that even the ones that looked most human, were just as modified as the rest of them.

“I asked you for help! You promised-“ Seb started, but Kevin shook his head.

“I have a daughter now. I want her to know me for who I am, not just as metal parts. It’s already hard enough with Nico being…” he trailed off, heart clenching at the reminder of what his husband had become. “I had to be selfish. And I am sorry.” He added more softly. Mick had opened his eyes, his pupils dilated, making his sweet blue eyes seem darker

“Kev…” The younger man managed, a soft, pained sob leaving him as he reached for Kevin. For a moment, crashing guilt flooded Kevin, making him stumble, but he collected himself again. He had to stay strong.

“You failed him.” Seb hissed out. “He is like my son, dammit. I might have a metal heart but I can still feel too.” He added, cradling Mick to his chest, letting Mick press his face into his neck so he could no longer look at Kevin, like Kevin was no longer worthy of looking Mick in the eye.

“Seb-“ Kevin tried, but the normally calm German looked at him with fury in his eyes.

“You are a father, yet you failed a child, my child, without second thought.” Sebastian snapped. Kevin smiled wryly, shaking his head as he headed to the door, knowing he could not make Sebastian understand. He hesitated before he spoke next, but Sebastian had to hear the truth.

“No, Sebastian. You let him come in here, you let him make it to F1 knowing full well what they would do to him. If anyone failed him, it’s you.”

Looks at you with my Big ol curious eyes. So. tell me about your OC (<- hands are on my chin as i kick my feet) ^_^

omg! kicks my feet twirls my hair around my finger giggles

i am inserting this like five minutes through typing this you 100% dont have to read all of this because it is VERY longwinded and probably difficult to understand sory 🌟

so basically their name is ara she uses they/she and all neos etc etc 19 ish years old i have not completely locked that down BUT!! she basically lives in a fantasy type world and its like. semi set in a minecraft roleplay because i am #cringe. so she is half enderman half human and is like. enderian royalty maybe? unclear. so she gets banished 2 thr overworld which seems to be a theme in my stories??? and xe has a husband named robyn who has so much tboy swag (they r t4t). so she came to the overworld meets robyn he takes them in they fall in love etc etc romance she meets a couple of her best friends , carrie (sister to micheal put a pin in the latter) and kevin because i cannot come up with a name that is not the whitest thing ever for the life of me

and at this point the people on this server type thing (minecraft roleplay i have so much for irl ara but i am NOT getting into that rn) are creating kingdoms and shit (i Cannot remember for the life of me wtf the kingdom ara is living in joins whaever. starts with an m) and theyre deciding rulers and shit. so this guy micheal (remember him?) who is actually my oldest oc hes been a thing since i was like 10 years old. but he becomes the ruler of m name kingdom and the queen/king 2.0 is named damien, hes micheals husband. 

so micheal rules for a few years, and eventually damien is like girl when is it my turn 😐 so it turns into a whole argument that ends in damien killing micheal and actually whoops! he planned 2 do that so a bunch of fireworks are set off and theres this super cinematic and also disturbing scene where damien is holding micheals severed head up to the kingdom on a balcony while theres fireworks going off all around them and i have definitely tried to draw it at somepoint. so damien is banking on everyone being asleep during this time because oooo i need to be super showy about killing my hisband but also I Will Get Arrested but! ara was awake because Of Course they were. 

so damien gets control over the kingdom for like. 2 months. and then ara goes to Somebody (no idea who. the cops because she is a bootlicker at first i guess) and damien catches wind of it So he sneaks into aras house and kills her 🥰 but at this point hys already given testimony and Uh Oh! damien gets banished to The Pit which is exactly what it sounds like and now ara is a ghost. wooooo!

so now both micheal and ara are ghosts and robyn (remember that guy ⁉️) is like. in denial about and simultaneously super resentful of aras death because Everyone can see ghost ara except robyn because He Was The One Who Loved Her Most (carrie cant see micheal also but deals with it by having someone around who can tell her what micheals saying but robyns too busy greiving in a super unhealthy way to do that) and ghost aras sad about it

so then eventually ghost micheal goes to visit damien because hes like damn i still am in love with that guy. fucked up. so he goes to see him and i just realized i have said the word so way too many times in this post. whatever. ghost micheal goes to visit damien and damien sees him and is like God Fucking Damn It Youre Supposed To Be Dead. so he tries to kill ghost micheal with his bare hands because hes gone a little crazy in the pit because he has nobody to talk to or whatever. and in defending himself ghost micheal accidentally kills damien so now hes a ghost!!!!!!

and i have not figured out anything past there but theres definitely more. should probably have written all this down at somepoint sooner i have this all stored In My Brain but also even if i could remember the rest this is way too long already and ive been writing this for like half an hour 

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THAT AL PACINO TO THIS DAY THAT HE FUCKING PHEDOPHILE TO THAT HAS CHILD PORNOGRAPHY THAT HE HAS SAID SEVERAL TO HOAX TO NO HOAX TO THREATED AT ME IN THE BRAIN TO AWFUL FOR FOLLOWING ME TO ATTACK TO ATTACH TO ORGINAL TO THE CELL PHONE TO THAT TICK TO ATTACK TIL TO HITTING TO HIDING TO ASKING TO PAST TO THE HEIR TO ADMIRE TO SQUEEZE TO BLINKS TO BLIND OF PHASES OF THE HAZE TO HOW MANY FUCKING LONG AMOUNT OF TIMES TOO FUCKING OF GET AWAY FROM ME THAT HE FOR ALL THE IN TO TINT TO STINCH TO SNITCH THAT RAT THAT HE TO ALOT OF TIMES TO TORTURE TO TORMENT TO MOVE TO MOVIE TO STEP DOWN ON ME TO SCENE TO NEWS MEDIA THAT I SAID THAT I DO CRYSTAL METH THAT I SHOOT IT UP AND MANY TIMES TO AND NOT IN THE WORD AND THE CELL PHONES TO THE ON AND OFF THE ISN'T ALIKE TO REPORTER TO POOR TO ACTS TO HITTING TO HINTING TO USING AGE LESS TO ATTIRE TO SUNDAY - SATURDAY TO THE WEEKEND TO OFF OF THE END AND THE BEGGINNING TO A JOE SOMEBODY THAT THE TO NIGHT OF THE NIGHTS OF HAVING FRIDAY THE BUSINESS OF THE BANKS, WEEKLY OF WEEK OF ENDING OF THE WEEK OF THE WEEKEND TO BEGIN AND THE MONDAY START AGAIN THEN SUNDAY TO GO TO CHURCH AND MAKE THAT FIRST TO SLEEP ON AND CHORES TO SATURDAY AT AND AGAIN MORNING ALWAYS TO ME AND MORE OTHER TO WELCOME ITS FRIDAY SENIOR SKIP DAY TO SOME THAT KNOWS AT ABOUT MY FREEDOM AIN'T HIS FOR DRAIN FRIDGE TO THURSDAY FIRE OF THE BOT BIT FIRE SURFAR TO AS OPEN PANEL TO POWER STROKE TO FIRE IN BRAIN TO MUTE FUCKING FAGGOT OLD MAN THAT I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU FUCK YOU BACKGROUND MOTHER FUCKING FAGGOT TO THE WEAKDICK WANT PACINO SUCK MAKE YOU SUCK HIS DICK FOR HIM PUT THE BULLET AND MAKE JOHN EDWARD KENNEDY, AJ SAMMI AJARZI TO WEEK TO WEEKEND TO ENTERANCE TO BLOW UP IN NAS TO PENSACOLA, FL PEARL TO RETURN TO DANCE TO DANIEL DAY-LEWIS TO CITY HALL TO THE BALL THE NO ONE WANTS TO DANCE WITH YOU. THAT COMET THAT IN SKY TO ROCKET THAT SPACE TO READS TO WALL TO MARCHING TO SKYWARD KEVIN BACON TO BAKE TO SKATE TO WAKE TO A DATE TO KILL TO BE A BANK TANK SHANK TO TAKE HER TO FROM THE EITHER NEITHER TODAY ADDING TO SUNBURN TO THE FACIAL FAT ASS SITTING ON THE DURING SONA TO A SUN FROM THE SLAVERY WOMEN TO THEIR NEEDS AND WANTS THAT NOT WHAT I DO AND WITH THE DELAY RELAY TO ERRORS TO RIGHT OF THE IVORY OF THE IDEAL TO DIGNITY OF MY DIGNITY TO APART TO THAT UP THE TONES TO DOWN THE TONES TO DO WITH SOMETHING FUCK YOU AND THAT ILLEGALLY TO MY VEIN MY SKIN AND MUSCLES THAT I SHOOT UP FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE THAT THE OWNERS OF THE WORLD THAT THEY ARE AT THAT THEY ALWAYS THAT THEY WILL BE WITH ME AND THE THEY FUCKING ALL KILL THESE HACKERS THAT THEY ARE TERRORISTS THAT THEY DO AND TO THE IN SAYS THAT IN WAYS TO LAYS TO HOMELESS THAT IN STEAD TO WHAT THE HELL HOME TO COMES THAT HOME TO NOT MOTEL TO HOTEL TO INN AND THE ONES THAT ILLNESS TO SAME AS SORENESS TO THE THAT AL PACINO SINGLE TO GIVE MONEY TO JEALOUS TO STEALS TO JOBS TO PAY NOT TODAY PAY THEM OR TO DAY DAYS TO MAKE TO LAST PASTE PESTER TO VESTOR TO INVESTIAGATION TO DECECT TO SEE TO HITTING IN THE MIDDAY TO MIDNIGHT IN THE EARN TO WHAT HAVING MONEY TO HAVE TO DON'T HAVE TO PAY NOT HAVING A ONE AND NOT FOOD STAMP ON THE OF FUCK OUT FOR ELSE ANTIGOVERNMENT TO PIRATE TO POLICITICS TO HIT THE WILD CARD NOT ME TO WILD TO WANTED CHARGES AND TO TERMINTATE THE ENDS TO FIND THEM AS TERRORISTS THAT MY BRAIN IS NOT CHAT ROOM TO THE ORIGEON THAT FUCK OVER TO ONE THAT FUCKING IMPOSTER TO BEING OWNER FUCK YOU BITCH IS PROCTOR & GAMBLE TO THAT THEY SAY SHE IS FULL OF SHIT IN FRONT OF MAN AND WOMAN WITH DEVIL HORNS TO WHITE DIRT OF SKIN THAT I DON'T FUCKING FIND TO ALL TO MIND TO HEAD GAMES TO GO AND WALK TO FOR AND JACK MY DICK IN BATHROOMS TO RESTROOMS TO SHOOT UP AND THEN IN THE WOODS THAT I WILL NEVER FUCKING I REPEAT THAT FUCKBOY FOR THAT ASK QUESTION THAT I HAVE EVERY GOD DAMN RIGHT NOT FUCKING GUN AND THAT TOLD THIS TODAY AND FOREVER THAT AIN’T THE POINT THROUGH OUT THE REST OF MY LIFE FUCK THE PSYCHED MEDS THAT PEOPLE TO DRUNK TO STUPID THAT I BUY WHERE I BUY THAT KNOW WHAT FUCKING PERSON THAT FUCKING SALES TO ME ONLY GOES THAT FOR UNDER TO OVER THEM THAT THE ONES THAT THEY GET ARE THE FUCKING TO STUPE TO LOW OF THE LOWEST TO DO AND DON’T KNOW TO KNOW THAT THEY DIDN’T USE WIFI THAT I DON’T FUCKING TO DO WHAT THE CRASH DUMMY TO DO HYPERCONTREACT FUCK JAIL AND PRISON THAT FEDS TOO AND THE PRISON FEDS IQ WITH THAT FUCKING DOWN TO GRADE THEM FOR. THAT I FUCKING TO FUN AND SOME TIME AS THAT COMES TO REPEAT THE CHANGE OR REACTION THAT I DON’T GET NO SEIZER TO THAT CAN’T CHARGE ME EITHER THAT IT ISN’T MY FAULT TO SEE WHAT THEY DOING TO THAT IS VERY FUCKING WRONG THAT THEY DO THAT THEY GETTING THEIR DICK DOES DEEDS TO AL PACINO FUCKING PAY FOR WHAT FOR NOT THAT FUCK YOU BRIBE TO SPIDER BREED TO SEED TO NASTY TO HITTING TO BITING TO WIFI THAT AIN’T GOT ENERGY TO FITCH TO SNIPER TO GUNS TO DRIVE BY THAT SEE AT NIGHT YOUNG PUNKS TO THAT DOES THAT DOWNTOWN TO ALOCHOL TO RAISE THE BAR OF THE ENERGY TO PASS TO OLD OF THE SKUNK TO STINTCH TO THROUGH TIST TO WHAT FOLLOW UP STANDS TO THE BRAIN TO RVERSER OF THE STICKY GREEN TO THAT THEY DO AND SCREEN TO SPACHELA THAT THE REST OF TH E WORLD THAT TAKE BOTTLE TO SHOT THAT OF POAR TO SOAR THAT HITS ON AND SUIDCIDE TO HOMIDSIDE TO RAPER TO SCRAPE HER TO HIM AND KILL GAYS AND LESBIANS TO TRANS TO UN SHIP SHAPE TO STAY FOR AUTO-PILTO TO FUNDENTAL MENTAL TO DANGER NOT THE ERRORS FOR ME THAT THE NEST TO ESPECIALLY TO OUT OF THE CROWD ROUTE SUCK ME DRY TO SEE EVERYTHING TO MIND TO IMAGES TO PICTURES THAT IS ILLEGALLY ILLGAL THAT THEY DO AND THE HOW TO THE WORLD THAT THE BETTER TO THE BEST OUT STEPS TO STOP THEM FROM ALL SPORTS TO ALL LOVE AGAINST THEM AND NOT WITH ME AND WITH THEM AND THEMSELVES TO HOW RICH NOT OF COLLEGE TO DANCE PARTIES TO THE ONES THAT WANT TO THEM TO BE GONE THAT WE ARE NOT SORITETIES FUCKING PUNKS FUCK RYAN REYNOLDS THAT STAND IN WITH MARK WALHBERG THAT JOHNNY DEPP FOR MODELS TO UNITED KINGDOM THE OWNERS THAT ARE WITH ME ARE BETTER THEM AND THE LADIES THAT ARE WITH THEM AND WITH US ARE WAY FUCKING BETTER TALK TO TALK TO AGAINST TO AS THAT THEY OF OFF TO OVER TO THAT THEY TALK TO AT NOT BE LIKE NONE OF THEM TO SEE WITH BOTH THE ALL OF THE PARTIES THAT THEY ARE NOT ALL THE NONE TO THEM FUCK ROBERT DE NIRO THE UNITED KINGDOM ACTORS TO SAME THAT THEY KNOW WHICH OF THE ONES THAT WILLIAM THWEATT THAT ONES WITH ME THAT WILL NOT BE TOLD TO THAT THEY KILL Y’ALL THAT KILL WITH POSIONS THAT THEY KNOW HOW TO THAT THEY KILL WITH WITH OUT PERMISSION TO KILL TERRORISTS PHEDOPHILES AND CHILD MOLESTER TO KIDNAPPERS TO DOING IN AND AT THE PARTS THAT SHOW TO HEIGHT TO WEIGHT TO SHALLOW WITH THEIR CREEPY WAYS TOT EVIDENCES TO THAT THEY ACTS TO THE CELL PHONES THAT THEY REACTIONS TO STAY AS IDENITY THEFT TO BOTHER TO FUCKING TO THAT THEY MAKE AND MADE THAT THEY KILL MORE INNOCENT OF ALL THAT THEY KILL OUT TO MAKE THEM TO DO AND NOT ME INNOCENT I AM ALL THAT I WRITE THIS AND TO TELL TO WATCH AND TACTICS THAT THEY DON’T DO AND THAT THEY KNOW THAT THEY WANT MAKE FRAUD LIFE INSURANCES AND DONE IT BEFORE IT IN A GROUP OF BAD EVIL PEOPLE TO SKI TO SKEET TO OVER AGE NOT CAMERA TO STEP TO HOW TO HIDE TO SHOW OR FIND TO MURDER TO ABOUT TO BABY TO WOULD TO MOVIE TO ACT OF SCENE TO SEE AND SEND SENSE TO GET THAT THEY USE FUCKING CELL PHONE THAT IS OPEN TO ILLEGAL THAT AL PACINO SUCKS DICK THAT HE WILL FUCKING DIE SOMEONE THAT DIFFERENT WILL KILL HIM THE REST WITH THEM FOR NO KKK AND THE REST SOUTH THAT HE USES AND BLACKS TO DOWN TO GANGSTER TO THE ONES THAT HE USES TO THE OLDEST TO WEAKNESS TO FIND TO MONEY TO AFRO TO DUMB ONE THAT AIN’T ONE THAT THEY USE FOR THE ASK TO SACKS TO THAT THEY THINK TO SEPERATE TO AS THEY ARE THE SAME...