#cameron speaks

[gothams-problem-children]

*tapping on the window*

- @copperheadwilson

Cameron was writing mindlessly on their notepad. They jumped ten feet when they heard tapping. And their jaw almost dropped as they went over and opened the window.

“What…..? Wait how are you back in Gotham?”

They said looking at her in confusion. They helped pulled her though the window as they were very confused.

[adcdalton]

Merry Christmas every1

[oddballwriter]

I’m gonna come clean with y’all because I decided just now that there’s no need for this to really be a secret in the first place but my main account is @cameronthecryptid. It’s been my main this whole time. Did I reblog my own posts, pretending that it wasn’t my main blog? Yes. Is that a bit cringe? Maybe but it’s whatever. In my opinion I was making bangers in my main that no one was looking at.

So yeah if you wanna follow my main the go on ahead lol.

[maiiuelle]

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rafe got you a nintendo switch in hopes of keeping you occupied — not that he doesn’t like to spend time with you, it’s just that he’s a very busy man, and you need a distraction when he’s off handling business.

your cozy game addiction started with an innocent folder on his phone, and now rafe’s paying for your annual nintendo online membership. you have all the basics — mario kart, stardew valley, pokemon, and your favorite, animal crossing.

obsessed is an understatement — your manicured hands are glued to your baby pink nintendo switch at all hours of the day, hard at work on your animal crossing island. your intense focus on decorating keeps you from hearing rafe return home, his eyes skimming over where you’re laying over the arm of tannyhill’s leather couch.

“you’re still playing that goddamn game?” he sighs, squinting at you in disbelief that you’re not coming to hang off of him like you usually do. instead, he swaggers over to where you’re sitting with his hands in his sweatpants pockets.

“yeah, rafe. i have a lot to do.” you respond matter of factly, not bothering to take your eyes off the little screen. “i have to catch all these fish before next month, pay back my home loan, and decorate the campsite. and that’s just today, if i can get through it all.” you shake your head at the stress, but you shrug as if it’s unavoidable, still laser focused on planting flowers in the game. “i want my island to be pretty and nice for my villagers. i mean — if i don’t take care of it who will?”

you finally pause, lowering the switch to cover your mouth suddenly. “ew.. i sound like you.” you peer up at him looming over you, your head practically hanging off the side of the couch.

“wh—what?” he rears back, visibly offended. “i do not sound like that, okay — first of all.” he gestures to himself, poking at his chest through his preppy collared shirt. “‘n i don’t talk to fuckin’ cats all day, alright? i got real business — real shit i gotta take care of.” he smacks his hand, trying to drive home the point for you. then, like the realization had just hit him, he presses his lips into a line, tapping his temple. “y’know what? at least now maybe you can understand the stress i’m under runnin’ all this shit.”

you raise your eyebrows at him, his frustrated tirade only proving you right. “you’re right, you sound totally different.”

“aight, i’m done with you. seriously.” he throws his hands up, his short fuse slowly fizzling out. “you gonna put that away and gimme a kiss or not?”

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[rafeslittleangel]

Soft dom boyfriend Rafe who would have you on his lap, short skirt flared out and face towards him, while gambling with his friends at a party. At some point, he would carefully and slowly unzip his pants, pushing your soaked panties to one corner and shoving his cock in you as you bite his shoulder, trying to silence your moan. Your skirt covers the place where your bodies join, but his friends know exactly what's happening in front of them and chuckle, used to this freaky behaviour from you and Rafe. You would squirm, trying to move but he would still you on his cock, hands on your covered ass.

"Stay still for me sweetheart, daddy's tryna play ain't he?"

He'd whisper while dealing the cards. Fat tears roll down your cheeks, tortured pussy clenching around his long cock like a vice as he refused to let you move. He would smirk as he wins the round, looking at your tear streaked face and red glossy lips.

"My little good luck charm, aren't ya angel?"

His friends would look at you hungrily as you give up on trying to conceal your moans and whimpers, knot in your stomach threatening to unravel, even though you'd hardly moved, cockwarming your boyfriend like the obedient slut you are. Eyes rolling in the back of your head as Rafe kisses your throat, massaging your covered tits.

"Come on princess, cum for me won't you? Give daddy's friends a show huh?"

You can't hold on any longer as you cum all over his cock, Rafe lifting the back of your skirt as his friends catch a glance of your slippery wet core. Rafe winks, excusing himself as he carries you, still inside your sensitive cunt as he takes you to a more secluded place.

[leoisbabygirl]

Deja vu, anyone?

[stepbrorafe]

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Rafe’s head snaps in your direction, his gaze harsh as he stares at you. You meet his eyes, your heart racing as you take in his expression. He’s furious.

“Are you serious right now?” He snaps, his body towering over you.

You’ve been misbehaving all day. From making smart comments to doing exactly what he tells you not to. It’s not that you want to defy him, you just want his attention.

He’s been busy for the past couple of weeks, so you’ve not been getting his undivided attention like you usually do. Maybe you’re being a brat, but you can’t help it. Sometimes, you just want him all to yourself.

You don’t say anything, your lips pulling down into a pout. His hand reaches forward, roughly gripping your jaw.

“The fuck are you acting like this for?” He questions, “Tryna cause a scene in front of my friends? S’that it?”

“No.” You shake your head, tears pooling in your eyes.

“Then why are you doing this shit?” He grits, jerking your face to keep your attention on him.

His friends stare with wide eyes from behind him, not daring to intervene. They’ve learned the hard way as to not tempt Rafe when he’s in moods like this with you.

“Think you need to be taught a lesson.”

You look up at him with doe eyes, “Rafe-“

He tsks, “Nah, y’know what my name is.”

Your eyes flicker from his to his friends, the two of them quickly averting their attention elsewhere.

“M’sorry dad.” You whine, practically stomping your feet.

“Yeah.. That’s right.” He speaks, his voice sickly sweet. “Now, here’s what’s gonna happen. You’re gonna go upstairs like a good little girl.. And I want you to be naked by the time I get up there. M’gonna fuck you silly, and if you’re good, dad just might let you cum.”

Your thighs clench at his words, your stomach tightening at the thought. You feel your heart racing with a mixture of excitement and nervousness, knowing you’re in for it.

“Fuck are you waiting for?” He’s raises his eyebrows, “Go.”

The second his hand releases your face, you’re quickly sprinting up the stairs to your shared bedroom. His sarcastic chuckle rings through your ears as he turns to kick his friends out.

As soon as you enter the bedroom, you’re fumbling to get your clothes off in a timely fashion. You know he’s pissed, you don’t want to make it worse by not being ready for him like he said.

The second you’re fully nude, you sit at the end of the bed and place your hands on your legs. It feels like forever has passed as you wait for him, though it’s only been a minute or so. Soon enough, he saunters in the room with a devious look in his eyes.

He shuts the bedroom door without a word, turning to observe you as you quietly stare up at him. Slowly stepping forward, he pulls his shirt over his head. Your eyes rake over his torso, admiring every dip and curve of his muscles. He’s so toned and fit, mouthwatering.

His hands fall down to his belt, unbuckling the leather, and swiftly removing it. Next, he takes off his pants and boxers, leaving him bare just like you. His erection stands tall, eager to feel you around him. He stalks forward, almost like a predator after its prey, and stands right in front of you.

He pushes you onto your back and lifts your legs, planting your feet on the bed with your thighs spread, showcasing your sweet center. You lift up onto your elbows to watch his every move.

His eyes take you in from head to toe, memorizing every detail of your body, seemingly etching it into his brain. Seeing you all submissive for him makes it all the more better. He loves when you’re completely and utterly his.

Soaking in every inch of you, he wraps his hand around his shaft, slowly pumping up and down. Your eyes widen at his movement, your entrance subconsciously clenching around nothing. He notices, a small smirk pulling to his lips as he watches your arousal ooze from you.

Your eyes bore into him as he continues to stroke himself, your desire for him burning hotter inside of you. You can’t help yourself, and bring your hand to your pussy, running your fingers along your wet folds.

“Aht aht.” He smacks your hand away, leaving you whining for stimulation. “Watch.”

Your lips form a pout at his demand, but you comply because you want to be a good girl for him. As much as it almost hurts not to be touched, you listen. You know you’ll be rewarded for being obedient, and what you’ll get in return will be worth the torture now.

He brings his hand up to your face, shoving two fingers into your mouth. You instantly swirl your tongue around them, sucking his digits just how he likes. After a minute, he pulls them out and wraps them back around his member, sighing from the feeling of your warm saliva enveloping him.

His muscles flex as he continues to jerk his cock, dribbles of precum forming at his tip. Your core aches at the sight, desperate for him to fill you up. You can orgasm just from the visual he’s giving you.

As he strokes himself, his free hand meets your thigh, rubbing all over with a strong pressure. Your breath picks up as he gets closer and closer to where you need him, yet he never gives you the satisfaction you so desperately want.

“Look at you.” He coos, “So wet already.. Haven’t even done anything.”

You whimper when his fingers dance outside your folds, purposely ignoring your throbbing heat. After another moment of teasing you, his thumb trails through your lips from your entrance to your clit, eliciting a low moan from your mouth.

As his thumb presses your clit down, he positions his tip at your entrance and slowly pushes in, rubbing slow circles on your bundle of nerves. You gasp at the feeling of him filling you out, your walls stretching to make room for him.

“So fucking tight.” He groans, practically shuddering as he bottoms out.

Stilling for just a moment, he pulls back until just his tip remains, then pushes back in with great force. A loud moan emits from your throat from the sudden change in pace.

His hands grip your legs, pulling them over his shoulders as he thrusts in and out of you. His strokes are deep and hard, almost stealing your breath every time he digs into your sweet spot.

Your eyes roll back, your mouth falling open with a repetitive ‘ah, ah’ sound coming from it. The headboard slams into the wall, over and over again. His fingertips dig into your thighs, keeping your legs open for him.

“This s’what you wanted, no?” He questions, “Acting up just so I’d fuck you.”

You don’t respond, the only thing you’re able to spit out being lewd moans as he pounds into you.

“Yea..” He hums, nodding to himself. “Don’t worry. You’re gonna get fucked.”

After saying that, he pushes your legs forward against your chest. His thrusts pick up, turning your mind into mush as he digs you out. His eyes move back and forth from your fucked out expression to the way your pussy squeezes him, his eyes damn near rolling back from both sights.

He leans over you, shoving his cock as deep as it would go, his hips slamming into the back of your thighs as he does so. The heavenly sound of both of your moans and your bodies smacking together fills the room, and its music to Rafe’s ears.

“Oh m-my god.” You cry out as you feel the knot in your stomach twisting tightly.

He grins down at you as you writhe beneath him while he continuously abuses your cervix. Your brows furrow as your face scrunches in pleasure, your body ablaze with pure bliss.

Rafe uses one hand to hold your legs in place, his other hand going down to your center. Wetting his fingers with your slick, he rubs your clit in fast circles, causing your body to tremble.

You don’t even have time to warn him before the band in your stomach snaps, your juices pouring out of you as you convulse beneath him. He groans at the sight of you coming undone and the feeling of your squeezing him so tight.

With a few more harsh thrusts, he’s balls deep in you, his dick twitching as he paints your walls with a milky white. He gives you another few pumps, emptying his entire load as you pulsate around him.

He lets your legs go and falls forward, holding most of his weight on his elbows beside your head. The two of you are breathless as you stare at one another.

“All you gotta do is ask, baby.” He grins, passionately kissing you. “You know dad’ll give it to you.”

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tags : @sunkissedrafe @wickedtactics @bunnycvnts @butterflyoceandreams @rafesgiirl @yourenogoodforme @marvelfanfics1recs @cini-mini27 @pinkribboncoco @drewsphswife @laniirackssss @ditzyzombiesblog @chiaraanatra

[maybanksbabe]

𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐒 [𝐈𝐈𝐈]

The final part, for now!

J.M

JJ giving Pillow Princess!R a creampie

Naked makeouts w/ JJ

Mornings w/ JJ + Pillow Princess!R

JJ hitting it from the back

Fingering Innocent!R

Pussydrunk!JJ

Punishing Routledge!R

Finishing on R's stomach

Pussydrunk!sub!JJ

Good girl!R

Overstimming Pillow Princess!R

Mutual masturbation (with help from JJ) w/ Innocent!R

Breathplay + breeding w/ Pillow Princess!R

Warming up Routledge!R (+ his smile at the beginning LAWD -)

R.C

Riding Rafe at 2am

Bunny's new lingerie

Trying to be quiet w/ Best Friend's Brother!Rafe

After dinner antics w/ Bunny

Leading Little Lamb astray

Good Boy!Rafe gets a reward

Hitting it from behind w/ Bunny

Bunny on top

Spanking Little Lamb for the first time

Throat training w/ Little Lamb

Riding Rafe's shoe

Touching Little Lamb for the first time

Riding sub!Rafe's face

Rafe eating you out

Bunny + throat training

Catching Little Lamb in the act

P.H

On the sofa w/ Bimbo!R

Bimbo!R riding Pope on the sofa

Movie night w/ Pope

Pope discovers the joys of facesitting

Hitting it from the back

Pussydrunk!Pope

Late night hook ups in the truck

S.C

Sarah gets greedy

Making out + grinding w/ Sarah

Making Sarah squirt... Twice

"Study date" at Tannyhill

Learning how to make herself squirt...

Sleepovers with Sarah

Home alone with Sub!Sarah

K.C

Kie's first time w/ a strap on

Not so lazy day w/ Kie

Making sub!Kie scream

Overstimulating Kie

Kie gets loud... Fast

Poly/Miscellaneous

Rafe getting head from Topper

Late at night w/ Topper

Rafe using Topper's mouth

Topper's first time

Topper being a slut

Trying to keep Topper quiet

Rafe, Topper and Reader

R fucking Topper w/ her strap

JJ x Sarah

R fucking Sarah w/ her strap, JJ watches

JJ x Sarah x R

[gothams-problem-children]

”I swear if I hear my father using terms like rizz and gaytt again I’m going to cry. I feel like I want crawl out of my skin.”

“Speaking of skin I can feel my bones and it’s fucking gross. Anyways that was a lot how are you doing?”

“………why are you like this…..?”

[gothams-problem-children]

”I wouldn’t trust a therapist in Gotham within a 30 feet radius. And I don’t want your blood money thank you.”

Cameron said crossing their arms. Normally they were paranoid and serious when talking about their father. But around their father they had a more light hearted personality. But that was their defense mechanism and how they coped.

”Could you like fall off the face of the earth pls? You know for me.🥺”

-Your son very traumatized child Caleb Cameron Wilson

Ps. How are you still alive? Aren’t you like 70?

"How about I just send you some money and you get some therapy for yourself, as a compromise."

[adcdalton]

@ciat-raymon @remy-notratatouille @the-bluespider

I think Xenon's making a tumblr today ୧⁠(⁠＾⁠ ⁠〰⁠ ⁠＾⁠)⁠୨ I convinced him to make one

[greyswaren]

I RAN

[strongheartneteyam]

This is why they shouldn't kill off the main guy

Dreams of your hair and your stare and sense of belief in the good in the world

[rafeslittleangel]

Summary: Rafe comes home to find out that you're hanging out with the pogues when he strictly told you not to and decides to teach you a lesson.

Pairing: Dark!Rafe × Girlfriend!Reader

Warnings: Substance abuse, violence, gun, mentions of bondage, abuse (choking, slapping and hairpulling)

Read at your own risk.

A/N: I tried dark!rafe!!! Sorry if it does not turn out as well as I hoped for it to be.

Words: 1.6K

The keys jangled in the hole, door unlocking. Rafe pushed the door open frustratedly, slamming it as he enters and shuts the door.

The house was dark, except some lighting in the living room and the dining room. Rafe sighed and walked upstairs, thinking you were asleep, considering it was 2am at night. He opened the shared bedroom door slowly, expecting to find his pretty girl on bed, hopefully in minimal clothing. Instead, he was faced with an empty bed and no girlfriend in sight.

It was an understatement to say Rafe was panicking.

His first thought was something happened to you and someone took you from him, but all the doors and windows had been locked. His first instinct was to grab his phone, shaky hands opening Life360.

"Fuck!" He shouted, your location was turned off.

He calls you, throwing his phone against the wall when the automated voice tells him your phone is switched off.

Breathing became quite a task for him, chest heaving, pupils red from doing coke just some time ago at Barry's. He shouted your name, hoping your voice would come from one of the guest rooms, exclaiming you had been here the whole time.

He picks up his phone, screen cracked but still functional. He calls Topper, storming the house as he checks all the rooms, almost ripping the doors off their hinges.

"What's up?"

Topper finally picks up, video game noises in the background.

"WHERE IS SHE!?" Rafe shouts, loud enough that Topper pauses his game, back straightening and alert.

"Where is who? Y/n? Isn't she home?"

"Would I be fucking calling you if she was home dumbass? Is she at your house?"

Topper frowns, rubbing his forehead.

"Bud, why the hell would your girlfriend be at my house? I'm gonna call Sarah and ask if she's seen her okay? Just-just stay at home. You sound too coked up to be driving right now."

Rafe stares at his phone as Topper cuts the call, promising to help him find you. He looks around, eyes widened and body shaking.

"She wouldn't leave me." He sinks down to the floor, whispering to himself, head in his hands and tears in his eyes. His throat closed up, long hands pulling on his blonde hair. He calls you again and again, received by the the same automated message.

"She wouldn't leave me. She promised me she wouldn't leave me...she-"

He scrambles to pick up his ringing phone, cursing when he realises it's Topper and not you.

"She's with Sarah." Topper says when Rafe picks up.

His words ring in Rafe's mind. She's with Sarah. That means she's with those dirty fucking pogues.

He cuts the call without saying a word, tears long gone as he tucks his gun inside his jeans, keys in his hand. He knew where you were, didn't have to think twice before driving to the Chateau.

He ignored Topper's calls, putting his phone on silent while he drove.

You knew how much Rafe hated those pogues. You knew how much he hated Sarah. But you still hung out with them behind his back huh? He was about to catch you fucking red handed today.

He parked his car a little away from the chateau, getting out of the car quickly.

A yard party at the chateau.

Oh you were in a hell lotta fucking trouble this time.

He observes you from far away, arms crossed and eyes red. He was going fucking crazy inside...but he had to catch you at the right moment. Make you feel guilty and vulnerable.

A particular song that you love comes up and he snaps his head to JJ, who walks towards you. You laugh and you dance with him, tits pressed against his chest and arms around his neck.

In your mind you were just dancing with your best friend.

In Rafe's mind, you had betrayed him and humiliated him in front of the world. His blood boiled as he marched towards you.

Sarah notices him first and tries to pull him back. He pushes her away and reaches you. JJ's eyes widened, your back to Rafe.

That's it asshole. Be scared of me.

Rafe pushes you aside and before you can even register your boyfriend is here, he punches JJ in the face, and hard. He tries to punch Rafe back but Rafe pushes him back, repeatedly punching him till the point you're screaming for him to let go.

"RAFE STOP IT! LEAVE HIM ALONE!"

You yank at his arm and he finally stops, wiping the sweat from his face, kicking JJ's crumpled form one last time. He takes out his gun, pointing it at JJ's head. You widen your eyes and cover the muzzle with your hand.

"Rafe please please please don't do this please..." You whisper, body visibly shaking.

His eyes lay on you next and you cower under his gaze when you see the rage boiling in his stare. He scans you up and down, hands turning into fists when he properly looks at the tight pink dress you're wearing that barely covers your ass. He ignores the rest of the crowd, tugging the gun back into his waistband.

He wraps his hand around your wrist, practically dragging you back to his car, deaf to your protests.

"LET ME GO! HAVE YOU GONE FUCKING CRAZY?"

He opens the door to the passenger seat, shoving you inside and shutting the door, activating child lock so you can't get out.

You try to open the door frantically as Rafe climbs into his own seat. You give up, turning to your fuming boyfriend.

"Rafe..." You whisper, fear in your voice.

He pulls out to the main road, driving way over the speed limit.

"Rafe" You say, louder this time. He speeds up even more, taking harsher turns, jaw set and knuckles white over the steering wheel.

"Rafe!" You scream. "Rafe please slow dow-"

He abruptly turns to the side of the road, pulling the brakes as he undoes his seat belt, wrapping his hand around your throat.

"Rafe, Rafe, Rafe!" He mocks you, tightening his hand around your neck, cutting off your air supply. You struggled to breathe, hands wrapping around his.

"Spit it out bitch. What do you want huh?"

He grinded his teeth together.

"Want to cheat on me with JJ again? Wanna go back to him and let him fuck you?"

"I w-wasnt..." You try to say, tears in your eyes. Rafe swings the back of his hand at your cheek, your head thrown to one side as he let's go of your neck.

You look up to see his face, horrified look on your face. You search his face for any sign of regret but you only see anger.

"That hurt huh? Did that fucking hurt you- you slut!?"

He pulls your hair back when you don't answer him. You gasp, the pain in your scalp bringing tears to your eyes.

"Rafe I'm sorry please I-"

"Sorry huh? Sorry you turned off your location? Sorry for ignoring my calls? Sorry for cheating on me with that dirty fucking pogue or Sorry for hanging out with my bitch of a sister!?"

He yanked on your hair again and this time the tears that flowed down your cheeks weren't of pain but of fear.

"I wasn't cheating on you baby I just wanted to be with my friends and I know you don't like them-"

"Oh so you knew I didn't like them? Glad to know something registers in that airhead of yours."

He let's go off your hair, tears in his eyes now.

"Fuck y/n you told me you love me! You told me you-"

His voice broke, hands on his head. Your eyes softened but you were clearly still scared. From the look of his eyes and the way he was behaving? You knew he was on drugs.

"I do love you I love you Rafe-"

"THEN WHY WERE YOU WITH THEM!?! WHY DID YOU LEAVE THE FUCKING HOUSE WITHOUT EVEN- WITHOUT FUCKING TELLING ME!?"

You flinch at his loud voice. His breaths slow down and he wipes off his tears, starting the car again. You stay silent the whole ride, scared of what he would do if you said anything, scared for your safety.

Rafe was a hothead. But he was calculating. And what he had in store for you, even God couldn't stop him.

He got out of the car the moment you both reached, grabbing you by the wrist and pulling you out of the passenger seat. He threw you over his shoulder, storming to your bedroom. You pleaded with him to stop and talk to you but he kept walking, throwing you on the bed.

He grabbed your chin hard, squeezing it between his thumb and his fore finger until you were crying with pain and grabbing onto his shoulders, begging for him to let you go.

"Open." Rafe spits out coldly.

This wasn't your Rafe.

He wouldn't hurt you like this.

You open your mouth anyway, eyes trained on his blue ones. He takes out a baggie from the back pocket of his jeans, taking some powder in his fingers.

"No no no no no...Rafe please please I'm sorry baby please don't-"

He forced your mouth open, coating your gums with coke. He looks into your eyes, smirking as it takes effect almost immediately, body pliant under him.

"You'll never have to leave this house again yeah? Daddy's got everything you need."

He whispers, spreading just a bit more powder on your tongue. You nod, mixture of euphoria from the coke and fear churning in the pit of your stomach, spit falling from the sides of your mouth.

Rafe gets up to lock the door, returning with rope in one hand and gun in another as he feasted his eyes on your perfect body in that slutty dress.

He was never going to let you go.

[babygorewhore]

He swirls his fingers along your inner thighs, watching your cunt clench around nothing as he teases you, watching goosebumps rise on your skin with a smirk. “Mmm, you need this baby? Need me to fuck that pretty pussy of yours?”

“Mhm,” you mumble and he smacks your ass.

“Louder. I know you can do better than that.” He orders. You arch your back at his command.

“Please, fuck me. Fill me up.” You beg with pleading eyes.

He finally sinks deep into you in a hard thrust, his hand buried in your head to tug you into a deep kiss. “Such a needy little slut, are you?” He rasps as he feels you tighten around him.

[thechy-fychannel]

Here's some fun facts about different characters from House that aren't canon but they're completely true (i just made them up)

Chase is lactose intolerant but eats insane amounts of dairy anyways bc he believes it increases his tolerance or smth idk

Taub was raised by his lesbian aunt(s)

Foreman was reigning champion of his schools spelling bee for all 4 years of highschool

Cameron once shoplifted a tube of lipgloss as a dare when she was a teen and she felt so guilty afterwards that she threw up. it still haunts her to this day

House doesn't like mushrooms (it's a texture thing)

Wilson's teachers tried to force him to write with his right hand as a kid so he's practically ambidextrous but his handwriting is god awful with either hand

Thirteen owns every single Alanis Morissette album

Kutner was actually one of the original developers behind Angry Birds

Cuddy was unbeatable at beer pong in college. She still is if you get enough liquor in her

Amber was a nanny for her first few years in med school and she hated it so much that she swore off ever having kids

Park was in her high school marching band and can play a mean trumpet