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Do you count disgusting gross and criminal people that read stuff like sexual assault, underage and incest in books or those people that wrote them? Because that's not a cop in your head that's just plain illegal, especially if it's painted positively like Game Of Thrones; IT; SNOW, GLASS, APPLES; and Lolita. Two of those stories have been banned for a good reason, they're plain moral degeneration and have caused society great harm.

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Ahahah, guys I put my jeans on this morning that have holes in and one of the holes lines up perfectly with my tattoo 😭

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it’s the titematic universe

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mutuals, I am dropping full sized candy bars in your pumpkin shaped pail.

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i love my switch its like an animal to me. shhhh sweet pink and green creature download my software

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okay but real talk gainax were fucking geniuses for this i think about it once a week minimum

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Lesbians will see a girl using a weapon expertly and lose all higher cognitive functioning for 5 min

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Smh, Dangerous Fellows fucked me up

I still don't like Lawrence, but I had to draw this bastard

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zombie infested romantic walk with lawrence

mainly fluff and comedy tbh, however tw for mentions of death in a joke.

it was a casual monday evening, and you wanted to stretch your legs for a bit. so you ask lawrence if he wants to go on a stroll, march, prowl, promenade, hot girl walk, whatever he wishes to call it, you just want out of the house.

"promenade? are you bored enough to start reading the dictionary?" he asks, turning to you in his spinny desk chair.

you correct him and say you've been reading the thesaurus. which he rolls his eyes at in an amused fashion.

"ok, ok, sure. i'm almost finished writing the meal plan for this week anyways."

he gets up and pushes the chair in, before putting on the jacket you hate so much with its horrible orange color. you just slide on your shoes and reach your hand out for him to take.

he grabs both it and the safety kit as you both head out the door. you both bask in the setting sun like vitamin d deprived dogs. it was comfortable out, a nice breeze ruffling your lovers hair.

it feels so nice to just be you and him, the zombies don't count as people. they are simply background noise to the day. this has become your normal. dare you even say you are no longer surviving, but instead, thriving. life has never been better for you both, even if you do still mourn the ones you've lost (which you are alone in.)

lawrence points to an old drug store, that looks free of zombies. "do you want to do some shopping?"

"oh but, i don't know if i can afford it right now. everything is so expensive anymore!" you say jokingly, which goes right over his head.

he tilts his head like a puppy, smiling gently with his eyebrows knit together. "but... its free. we liv-"

"i'm going to steal it all." you threaten.

well now he looks concerned. "i mean really its foraging because we don't really have anyone to pay, let alone an economy to-"

"lawrence i'm so excited to steal all the lipgloss. all. the. gloss." you continue, which makes him catch onto the joke.

"well, the only thing you stole so far was, my heart." lawrence said, with an goofy grin. he wasn't good at this, but it made you love him more.

you both walked inside, picking up items and pretending as if times were normal. trying on those cheap sun glasses, lawrence picking you out a really sweet card, picking out nail polish for each other, lawrence putting an annoying toy on the top shelf so you can't reach it. you know. zombie date things.

you two reach the lip product area, and you pick up an shade of bright pink lip gloss. you turn to lawrence and say, "you know. scharlette did look drop dead gorgeous in this color."

which makes lawrence laugh so hard he has to sit down. yandere humor is typically a big hit or miss with him. this time it was an home run though.

when he collects himself he picks up an pastel pink tinted lip stick. "when i was young, i'd play with my mothers make up. i don't know why, i guess i wanted to be pretty." he says with an shrug.

you are pocketing different shiny glosses and just say, "yeah no, i can see that for you." and simply nothing more, which gives him an mini crisis before he notices hello kitty bandaids near by.

he stocks them in the safety kit, which now held: a knife, rubbing alcohol, some snacks, a note lawrence left you about how to clean a wound that was oddly lovey dovey, a lighter, plenty of water, and now cute bandaids. "lets head home before it gets too dark." he suggests, packing it up carefully.

you poke his cheek and smirk, "oh, is it grandpa hours? time to sleep the second the sun sets?" you ask, before he kisses your cheek.

"is it so bad to want to cuddle up next to my partner?" lawrence asked with a playful huff.

you blankly look at him. "you're just tired of holding the bag, huh?"

he looks away. "...no." so yes. you grab it as you two walk home.

the zombies are just background music to you two wandering back home. life may not be normal, but you both found a love that doesn't require a normal life. it's perfect just the way it is.

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going to prom with lawrence

obviously this is the no zombie au, and mainly a warm up for me.

-he is student council president, so his biggest worry is party planning, which he focuses on the budgeting and marketing for.

-that is, until you complain about your lack of date. which, he offers to fill the position of.

-he buys an nice suit, making sure the tie matches your outfit. when he sees you all dressed up, for the first time in his life, he becomes speechless. of course you two have the nicest prom photos as well.

-however sadly, he is a horrible date. he has to focus so much on making it run smoothly, he completely neglects you. leaving you by yourself. not even a single slow dance.

=he even stays behind to help clean, and hes your ride so its not like you can just leave on your own. so you help as well, clearly frustrated.

-by the time everyone is gone, he realizes your change of emotion and feels incredibly guilty for not paying enough attention to you. he admits that this isnt how he hoped the night would go. however, he knows how to make it up to you.

-he connects his phone to the speakers and turns the lights low again. as music begins to fill the gym as emotions swell in your chest.

- lawrence grabs your hand, pulling you in close, as you two began to dance all your negative feelings away, laughing at the others clumsy movements.

-at one point, your four heads bump together, his glasses sliding down his nose, your bangs getting slightly messy. so he gently fixes your bangs, before his hand tenderly moves to your cheek.

-you two maintain eye contact for a fleeting moment that feels like forever and yet not long enough. you simply breathe out his name before your lips melt into his, and his arms find their home holding you tightly. 

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woah,,, an lawrence rpg??? neat.

just because we are in the apocalypse doesn't mean you should stop reading! a person dies inside when they decide that they've learned enough.

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♡クリーミーさん♡

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princey @ daniel.

So you don't like Tony Stark but you're okay with Hannibal Lecter

yes.

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tw for death, spoilers for dangerous fellows.

perhaps it's just me being a simple kinnie, however i think we really down play lawrence's character.

he isn't just some "uwu angy boi yandere," or an yandere sim clone.

he is a well developed character who just so happens to be yandere.

like yes, he desperately wants love and mc's affection. however he also is a natural care giver to even people he doesn't care for.

he loves mc, because he views her as "kind hearted," and "selfless," why? because he never has been treated kindly without the person having a motive in his eyes. he has never seen that happen before, even from himself. he loves baking, and genuinely wants the people around him to thrive, even though he veiws them as nothing. lawrence lacks empathy entirely (which by itself, isn't a bad thing,) yet is completely capable of sympathy, and feels it often.

his true character motivation, is to finally live a calm life. which because of the standards he has always held, was impossible. he cannot allow himself to fail, or else his parents were right.

speaking of his parents. they're the only reason why he views isolation, dependency, acts of service, and manipulation as love.

in the sequel it seems to be something he has moved past from. since he has been out of isolation for much longer than in the start of dangerous fellows.

which is another thing we need to acknowledge is that, for someone who has been socially isolated his whole life, he actually communicates well. i was isolated in a similar fashion (long story short, for five years i couldn't talk to kids my age or anyone outside of my immediete family,) and i behaved similarly. social constructs don't exist for you as much since you haven't been social. lawrence grasps politeness, yes. however cannot figure out social cues to save his life (ex. the shed scene.)

anyways, while i understand hating him. you must admit, lucy dream wrote an amazing character.