#mom. toby's yapping again.

[cultist-bones]

The best part about the GE fandom is that everyone knows who everyone else is. It's like a little homestead, where once every week or so we build a bonfire and tell stories about our blorbos.

[hauntingblue]

Zoro was about to tell luffy off for making a scene but luffy just says some guys spilled red bean soup and he starts to make a worse one. Amazing

[anyalovesu]

necessary reminders:

angst!!! contains smut towards the end.

mentions breeding ( jas has an iud lol )

mentions of safeword ( not used ), nicknames ( pretty, slut )

bas2s bawal sa bata hehehe

NOT PROOFREAD!!

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The two of them sat there, in one of Sunday Vine’s back rooms that Tobi managed to book through Bella, behind Jacynthe’s back. The silence was deafening. By now, Jas has already made up a five minute speech reprimanding Tobi for what he did and for hurting her feelings in the process, but all that seemed to be thrown out the window once she arrived in the restaurant. 

Tobi wasn’t any better. He had all of it written on his phone’s notes and even took the time to practice what he had to say in front of his bathroom mirror before he left his home. Now all of it seemed cliche. Anything planned didn’t seem like the both of them anyway. Nothing they ever did was ever planned—which in hindsight what got them so drawn to each other in the first place. 

The impulsivity and devilish thrill of it all, somehow made them stay no matter how hard the feelings were to deal with. There was no other feeling of comfort in the chaos and uncertainty, and it felt good. And it’s one thing the both of them agree on: it feels wrong to replace something good with something right.

At the end of the day, they were id driven adults just trying to cope with how life made them feel. In the midst of it all, the lust ended up turning into something else stronger than they knew how to handle, leading them to where they are right now.

In silence after their entire dinner.

Avoiding each other’s gaze.

Not knowing what to say.

Not knowing what to do next.

“How was the weather in New York?” he blurted out, after they were done with their full course meal.

Stupid ass question. Jas thought. “I don’t know, I’m back in QC.”

The cold tone of Jas’s response sent chills down his entire spine as he slowly began to doubt if everything was as dealt with as his mom promised. God, he wanted to run away and just accept that it’s going to be this fucked up for the rest of his life. That this was unfixable, and Jas will slip away from him. It would be easier.

“How was your flight?”

“Good,” Jas replied, starting to get annoyed by how long he has been stalling already. “You know what, kung hindi lang rin ako ang kakamustahin mo—”

“I should just leave, right?” Tobi was ready to bolt, tell his mom how he is a big disappointment and he always will be. Years of trying to build his ego and confidence, yet here he is again. Back to square one. Letting the girl slip away because he was a coward and was too afraid to step forward and actually do something.

Tobi was ready to go, but he stood there frozen when Jas’ cold tone broke, making bile rise to his throat as he finally looked at her, finding that she was already staring at him, eyes pooling with tears..

“Walk out and all of this will be done for, Tobias,” she mumbles. “Hindi na kita tatanggapin uli. Wala ka nang maririnig sa akin. It’s either you stay and talk about what the fuck is happening or you walk out like the coward you are and will always be.”

Tobi just stood there, fighting the urge to just pounce on her and kiss that pretty mouth that always has something to say. He loved that pretty mouth so much and the mind that dictates what it had to say. God, he loves her. He is in love with her and every fiber of her being. He was an ass for even stepping close to Kashi—but being around her made him realize how much he loved Jas and he would only be merely a shell of a man without Jacynthe. 

2 weeks without her made him realize how dull life is without Jas yapping his ears out. Life would be dull without Jas. It would be sad and colorless. Goddamn it. Would it even be worth living? 

“I don’t want to go,” he murmurs, shamefully. No. He promised to stay this time. He’s not going to break that. “I don’t know what to do. Hindi ko alam kung paano ka mamahalin, Jacynthe but I don’t want to walk out.”

“Then stay,” she says simply as she stands up from her seat and moves over to where Tobi stood.

“Figure this out with me,” she hums, reaching for his face, caressing it, making hi, look directly at her honey-filled eyes.  Oh did he love looking at those eyes. “Stay with me, Tobi.”

“Teach me how to love you, pretty,” he breaks down, hands reaching to wrap around her torso as his head falls down on her shoulder. “Ayokong mawala ka sa akin.”

“Stay,” she repeats. “Follow through your promise na hindi mo ako iiwan. Let’s start with that.”

“Aalis ka rin naman,” he whimpers against her neck as he holds her tighter, as if begging her to stay.

“I never intended to leave, Louis,” she mumbles. 

“Sira ka ba?” He almost looked appalled at what had just slipped out of Jas’ mouth. “You rejected them?”

“No,” she replied. “Ma’am Bia managed to negotiate that I do some work for them but also stay here in QC with 11:59 Records. But that’s for another time, Tobi.”

“What do you mean—I’m confused.”

“Hindi ko kayang sumulat about love when the people I love are halfway across the world from me,” she explained. “It would not make sense.”

“So hindi ka na aalis?”

“Even if I was, if you’re willing to do it, I’m going to make it work with you,” she mumbled quietly. “So I’m asking you once and never again, do you want this to work, Tobi?”

“Fuck yes,” he grinned. The same grin Amina Park had when she admitted her feelings for her son. She remembers her saying that Tobi looked exactly like his father. She hadn’t seen him in a while—for more than a week back then—but seeing him now, she would have to disagree. Amina Park and Tobi had the same grin. That charismatic grin that you can easily distinguish as genuine even from a mile away. 

And just then, Tobi’s lips were pressed against her, all wet and hot, making her insides feel warm as Tobi held her face ever so carefully. “Liligawan kita, okay?” he declares as soon as they pull away. “Liligawan kita. I will introduce myself again to your mom, to your grandparents, to your friends—whatever it is that people do kapag nanliligaw, let me do it.”

“If that is what you want,” Jas smiled at him before bringing her lips over his once again. Which admittedly, caught Tobi off guard. Jas never kissed him. He always kissed Jas and the pretty girl would always kiss back but she never kissed first. And god fucking damn it, was she a good kisser. “I’m all yours, anyway.”

“Yours, Tobi,” she moans against his mouth as he pounds harshly against her, the sound of skin slapping echoing inside of his bedroom. “I’m all yours.” 

Jacynthe lost count of how many times she’s said it from the moment she was pressed against the wall of Tobi’s dim lit bedroom. All of it happened so fast, she was sure them scramming out of Sunday Vine after Tobi had settled the bill would be something they would laugh about if she was not being fucked to oblivion at that very moment.

“Yeah?  My pretty slut, right?” He chuckles darkly as his thumb reaches in between them just right above where they were connected and begins toying with her sensitive nub. “All mine.”

“Too much, lovey,” Jas whimpers, eyes burning with tears as she tried to cover her face, “Too much.”

“You have a safe word, pretty,” he groans next to her ear as he takes both of her legs on both of his shoulders. “You’d use it when it’s really too much, right?”

“Tangina, you’re sucking me in so well, pretty,” he laughs. “You can take more. You’re gonna take more for me, no? You’re gonna take lovey’s cock like the good little slut you are.”

Tobi took his time looking at her pretty fucked out face, trails of tears all over her face, remnants of his own release still stained her cheek which admittedly railed him up even more upon recalling how Jas had given him head and how deep down her throat he was. Fuck.

“Yes,” she babbles, over and over, only the thought of Tobi clouding her mind as she bucks her hips against him, feeling him hit the certain spot inside of her. “Fuck, lovey, right there.”

“You like that, hmm?” Tobi couldn’t help but feel his heart melt all the while Jas was pressed flush against his bed underneath him. Was he trying to be hot? Did he want to fuck the living daylights out of her like he usually would? Or did he want it to be like the last time Jas was pressed against his bed? When he first told her that he wanted to make love?

Fuck it. The only thing Tobi wanted to do right now was to make up for all lost time. Three painfully long weeks was enough, he’s never going to put the both of them through not communicating properly for that long just because he was being a coward and an ass.

“I fucking missed you, pretty,” he thrusts even harder, making Jas let out an unrestrained moan out of pleasure as Tobi undoubtedly kissed her cervix like it was nothing. “I love you so fucking much.”

Tobi pressed yet another passionate kiss on Jacynthe’s lips, groaning as he felt her cunt squeezing him a bit more as she mewled against him. “I can feel you getting close, pretty,” he hissed against her ear, “open your eyes, pretty. Let me see them while you make a mess on me.”

Although hesitant, Jacynthe did end up opening her eyes, meeting Tobias’ dilated eyes, high from all the orgasms they both had since they began fucking. “My beautiful, beautiful Jacynthe.”

Both of their heavy breaths mixed in between the small space in between them, as Jas began to feel the knot in her stomach getting tighter and tighter, “You can do it, pretty. Cum for me.”

It crashed on Jas like a tidal wave as her hips twitched against Tobi’s staggering thrusts as he chased his own high. 

“Lovey,” she pleads, reaching for a handful of Tobi’s hair for some sort of stability to calm herself down but it did not seem useful as Tobi continued thrusting, sending her to overstimulation as if she wasn’t already. “Cum inside, let me have your kids…”

The thought of it makes Tobi snap in a millisecond, pushing himself as deep as he could as he follows through her pleas. God, the thought of having kids with Jas was a wonder within itself. Fuck, he hoped that they would all look like Jas, think like her, and learn how to love as deeply as she always does. He wants them to grow up like Jas. Have good friends, and the support system that she has. God, he loved Jas so much it hurts him to think that there was still a chance that their kids might take up after his godforsaken self. 

“I love you, Louis,” she hums in comfortable silence as Tobi laid on top of her, the both of them still panting. “So fucking much.”

Tobi couldn’t help but grin at the endearment. He wasn’t close with any of his parents, but he recalls very vividly how both of his parents would call him lovingly with that name back when Leon was merely an idea. He loved hearing it. Louis. It brings him back to a time when there was no competition for love and attention, there was only Louis. And he was all that mattered. Like how he feels right now with Jacynthe. 

“You mean the world to me, Jas,” he responds, closing his eyes in contentment as Jas runs her nails against his scalp, scratching it and playing with his hair as they both wait for their highs to subside.

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[cryptomiracle]

ROMANTICAL + GENERAL MASKY HEADCANONS WHOOP WHOOPP ‼️

Quick note: this does NOT correlate to the masky as a brother / masky as a stepfather headcanons I've been doing.

I don't write incest.

(please remember, these are my personal headcanons. They are not accurate.)

PLEASE READ ↓

No tw, other than mentions of anger issues, and curse words.

these are all cute headcanons. unlike my toby one lmfao

If anyone would like one for masky that's similar to my toby headcanons, please tell me!

He won the poll, so here we go!

Physical touch

Like mentioned before, his hugs are literally life changing.

Like this man could hug you once, and it'd make you question the whole trajectory of your life.

He's very big on hand holding, I like to headcanon that he stays cold, so if you give off a lot of heat, he's never letting go of you.

Even though he gives great hugs, he doesn't really like to give them to just anyone.

He kinda saves them for the ones he loves specifically.

He likes giving you kisses all over.

Your hands, your nose, your shoulder, your forehead, etc.

He likes when you give him hugs as well, if you randomly walk up behind him and just hug him.

It gives him butterflies

Food (bc I'm writing this while I'm hungry)

He isn't too big on cheese cake tbh.

I mean he likes it (who doesn't like cheesecake 🧐??) But it isn't his absolute favorite.

He prefers those carrot cake rolls.

Because carrot cake rolls are absolutely scrumdiddlyyumyumious.

He likes to cook, but he also likes when you cook.

He loves coming home to a warm meal after a hard day.

He doesn't demand you cook for him or anything, but he thinks it's a nice surprise.

Affection

His love language is gift giving.

He likes to leave you little notes around the house for you to find.

Or little doodles .

As a partner, he's a sweetheart.

He blushes really easily.

If you reciprocate the same kinda physical touch, he'd turn as red as a tomato.

He's a very good listener, he loves the sound of your voice.

He could listen to you for hours, and still never get bored.

He'd spend all his money on you, and be happy to do it too🤌

Omg the way he looks at you.

Homie is in LOOVEEE

Everyone around you can see it.

He could deny it all he wants, but it's clear how he admires you.

(Emo)tional stuff

He's not really good at verbal comfort, but he tries.

If you're mad, he would be mad too

If you were insulting someone, he'd insult them as well.

It doesn't matter if he knows what is going on, he just knows that if you're mad, it's probably for a good reason 🤷🏽‍♀️

(even if it's not, he's still on your side)

It'd be like

Reader: "FUCK YOU AND YO MOMMA"

Masky: "YEAH, YO MOMMAS A WH0RE"

except he has no clue what is happening, so he just insulted someones mom for no reason lmfao

He has his own anger issues, but he kinda feeds off of your anger when you're mad.

He doesn't have the "aesthetic" kind of anger issues, he genuinely has to hold himself back.

I promise you he's not listening to mother mother when he's mad, he's punching trees and shit.

When you're sad, he'd give you one of them life changing hugs, and draw you a little doodle to cheer you up.

Protectiveness

He's not the most protective person, but he doesn't let anyone try you yk?

Like for instance, take Jeff the killer, Jeff is like a Chihuahua. biting, (not figuratively, he had to get a rabies shot one time. ) and yapping at anyone that gets too close.

Masky is more like a body guard.

Only intervening when he has to.

He's not the type to look through your phone, or follow you everywhere.

He trusts you enough, that he feels he doesn't have too.

He's not a pushover though.

He won't just stand there if someone is flirting with you or anything.

If someone was flirting with you, he'd just give them a confused look, then he'd turn his eyes from them to you, and back again.

If they continued, his eyebrows would knit, and clench his fist.

That's how yk shit is about to get REAL

Holidays

Valentine's:

He likes to get you your favorite flowers, some candy, and to snuggle up and watch a movie/show.

He doesn't really like Valentine's, he thinks it's kinda stupid, he can't explain why though.

(truth is, he's still harboring hate for it from when he was single) (he's just like me fr 🫂)

Christmas:

He likes Christmas, mainly cause of the lights, and decorations.

He loves decorating for Christmas.

He doesn't really like receiving gifts though, he doesn't know how to accept them.

Especially if they're nicer than the gift he gave.

He's more of a giver, than a taker.

Halloween:

He loves Halloween.

It's his favorite holiday.

He loves dressing up, and scaring people.

He also loves watching Halloween movies.

Even the shitty ones.

He likes to buy big bags of Halloween candy a day after Halloween, cause it's on sale.

(I couldn't think of anymore holidays sorry)

General headcanons

He's about 5'8-5'11.

He's chubby, but he also has a little muscle mass.

He likes to take extra care of his hair

He has like 3 brands of shampoo, conditioner, and moisturizer 😭

His favorite food is lasagna 🤌🤌

He smells like maple, vanilla, and cigarettes.

(the maple and vanilla, is him tryna cover up the cigarette smell.)

He collects butterflies.

Yk how people will find dead butterflies, and frame them? He does that in his past time

He takes LONGGG showers.

Like 50 minute showers.

Y'all's water bill is high as hell 💀

He sleeps all over the place, on his side, on his back, one leg off the bed, on his stomach, you name it.

He snores too.

Not extremely loud, just loud enough to keep you up if you're not used to it.

He's terrified of cockroaches.

This man would fight a coyote, but a cockroach flies towards him, and he's down.

He wears glasses occasionally, only when he's reading something.

He drives very fast, not on the highway and stuff, but on back roads and such.

He takes "ball til we fall" too literally.

He has road rage.

The things he says to people on the freeway would make someone's grandmother roll in her grave 😭

He's a cat person.

he likes dogs, but he prefers cats, cause they just kinda do what they want, like him.

He'll never admit it, but he listens to Weezer and the brobecks every now and then.

His sleep schedule is horrible.

One night he's staying up till 3, then the next he goes to bed at 9.

Idk how he functions.

He's literally a master at mario kart.

His favorite character is daisy.

He's not afraid to admit it either 💪💪

He likes petting random cats, he'll literally chase one down, just to pet it.

He has a tattoo, it's a "31" on his leg.

(it's a reference to the offspring song "pretty fly for a white guy")

TY FOR ALL THE READSS! I REALLY HOPE THIS WAS LONG ENOUGH<33 -M

[thecrandays]

A four letter word (Chapter 1)

Summary: After his brother passes away, TJ comes realise that he's afraid of a lot of things. He's afraid of losing his parents, he's afraid of anyone figuring out his secret and most of all he fears that he'll never be good enough for the people he cares about. 

So when he's paired with Cyrus Goodman to do a project that's all about facing your fears, TJ has to learn that fear is just a four letter word and that he has people who are willing to stand by him until he figures that out.

ao3 link

TJ has an older brother, well, he’d had one until 6 months ago.

Toby, in TJ’s biased opinion, was the best brother ever. Even though they had their petty sibling arguments and would wrestle (resulting in far too many of their mother’s vases being broke) TJ loved Toby and he knew Toby loved him too. They always had each other’s backs through everything even though they didn’t have the same blood running through their veins, they were brothers; they would be always brothers.

After the accident, their family hadn’t been the same.

TJ’s parents have always prided themselves on having good communication skills and raising their children to talk things out, because as TJ has heard many times before ‘There is nothing wrong with talking about your feelings, they make you human’ his parents needed to take their own advice, because lately they had been avoiding each other and pretending that nothing was wrong — like they hadn’t lost their oldest son.

So TJ did too.

He pretends that he hasn’t lost his older brother, that he hasn’t lost the one person he’d trusted enough to tell his secret too and still loved him despite it.

Every time a song came on the radio that Toby had told him to listen too, TJ would pretend it was the first time he’d ever heard it because he couldn’t handle listening to songs and thinking about all the times he and Toby had sat in the car and screamed their lungs out to it.

Toby was the one who taught TJ what it was to be a good person.

He used to take TJ to concerts and went out of his way to make it to every one of his basketball games, even if he had something going on.

TJ remembers teasing him about how organised his room was ‘Some of us like to see the floors of our rooms’ Toby would always say and TJ would reply with something snarky, resulting in a who could shit talk the other better competition.

Toby had been the one to teach TJ how to play the piano and every year at Christmas they’d play it together for their extended family members, but they wouldn’t be doing it this Christmas because Toby was gone.

TJ would rather have Toby back and yapping in his ear 24/7 about how awesome his girlfriend is and how much he loved her (even though it was irritating) than have to wake up every day and let it sink in he would never see his brother again.

Toby’s car had swerved off the road during a terrible thunderstorm.

He’d died on impact.

And it was all TJ’s fault, he knew it, his parents knew it, hell his friends thought so too.

His fault his parents had lost their oldest son, his fault that their family was falling apart, his fucking fault his brother would never come home again.

-

Mom: Coming home late again, sorry, baby. I love you!

TJ sighed and turned off his phone off.  It was the fifth time this week he had come home to an empty house. He got that his mom and dad were trying to avoid staying in the house for too long, but had they suddenly forgot that they had a son?

Yeah, his mom always texts him to let him know she wouldn’t be home but for once it’d be nice to have dinner as a family, like the used to do before everything went to shit.

TJ sighs again and starts the day to day routine he’d had for the last few weeks.

He starts in the kitchen and works his way from there. He stares into the fridge for 5 minutes even though he knows there isn’t any food in it, everyone had been so busy lately that nobody had bothered cooking, so he settled on pouring himself a cup of water.

On the kitchen counter was money, that was probably left there by whichever one of his parents that had left the house last, so he ordered himself a pizza, then took a shower while he waited.

When he finally exits the shower, because the water was too hot to handle anymore, there’s steam everywhere and the steam had fogged up the mirror. He catches glimpses of himself in it and turns away quickly, he already knows what he’ll see when he looks in the mirror so he’d rather avoid seeing that staring back at him.

After he’s dried himself off, he makes his way to his room and as soon as he steps foot into it, he’s hit with a sudden burst of cold air. TJ doesn’t remember his room being this cold or empty, it doesn’t even look like he lives in it.

He guesses it has something to do with the fact that the only time he ever enters his room is to get clothes and either than that, his place of rest is the couch. Even though his mom keeps complaining about him sleeping there and telling him, he’ll get a sore back, it’s the only place he’s been able to get a good night’s rest in a long time.

Standing in the room with only a towel to keep him warm isn’t the best option, so he throws on a black hoodie that smells clean enough, a pair of sweatpants and some socks with little pink bananas on them, that he probably got from a distant relative or something.

When the delivery man finally rings the doorbell, TJ’s already gotten most of his homework done and his stomachs been rumbling for the last ten minutes.

He makes a start for the door, quickly stopping in the kitchen to get the money before he opens the door.

The guy looks to be around TJs age, possibly older, his hair stick his to his forehead by sweat and it looks greasy. He doesn’t even look like he wants to be here, which TJ can’t blame him for, it’s a Friday evening and it’s pretty freaking cold outside. He probably has better things to be doing on a Friday night, then delivering food to people who could just make some themselves.

TJ mumbles out a ‘thank you’ and tips the guy generously, then shuts the door. He heads back into the living room and places the pizza box on the coffee table.

“Maybe getting pizza wasn’t a good idea,” TJ mumbles to himself, taking a slice of pizza out of the box and biting into it.

Even though he wasn’t exactly in the mood for pizza anymore, TJ still scoffed down half the pizza, deciding that he’d save the other half for tomorrow so he wouldn’t have to waste money on fast food again.

As soon as his head hits the sofa, and he’s all wrapped up in his blanket, TJ dozes off. -

The first time he wakes up it’s too a whispered argument and keys jingling in the door. He’s one of those people who hates being woken up when they’re exhausted, so there’s a lot of half asleep grumbling on his part before he falls asleep again to the sound of rain pelting against the window.

The next time he wakes up, it’s because he hears crying and whimpering. At first, he’s sure it’s the neighbour’s cat come to beg for food, but when he checks the windows there's no cat in sight and he’s sure that Mrs Sandoval would never let Cindy out after dark.

TJ slips off the couch quietly, trying to not make any noise and tiptoes up the stairs.

He makes a silent prayer, that some psycho hasn’t broken into his house and it’s just his mom watching a movie a little too loud.

When TJ finally builds the courage to turn the corner where he’s sure the noise is coming from, all the colour drains from his face and his stomach drops.

Toby’s door with all his movie tickets and the drawings that TJ made him when he was like 7, was open and kneeling in the doorway way is his mom.

Her whole body was shaking as she let out loud sobs and when TJ listened hard enough, he could hear her whispering for Toby brokenly, while she clutched onto her chest.

TJ feels tears sting at his eyes and blinks them away, this wasn’t about him.

He knew that eventually one of them would snap, they’d been avoiding talking about Toby ever since he died and TJ was sure that wasn’t healthy but he’d been doing it too so he couldn’t say much.

TJ wasn’t as shocked that it was his mother that broke first, he was actually quite surprised she hadn’t snapped sooner. His mom had always been the person who embraced feelings and encouraged her children to cry if something was wrong.

For a second, TJ just stood there watching as his mom cried, he wasn’t sure what someone was supposed to do in a situation like this. He figures he must look creepy and instead of standing there being useless he should be there for her; she needed him right now. So slowly kneels down next to her, trying not to startle her and gathers her into his arms.

She’s a lot smaller than he expected and the hug must be uncomfortable since he grew a lot taller over the summer and his limbs are all over the place but she buries her face into his chest and cries harder.

A few times while he held her, TJ feels himself close to tears too, because even though his family has always been open with feelings, he’s never seen his mom cry like this and it felt weird watching your parent cry and having to comfort them when usually it was the other way around.

When the sobs finally subside into little sniffles, his mom pushes him away gently and looks up at him.

TJ looks at her, like really looks at her and feels his heart sink. Her caramel brown eyes are all red from the crying, making the bags under her eyes look more prominent. Her brunette hair that is usually, held together by at least 10 hair clips, in a neat bun is all over the place with curls sticking out and everything all frizzy, but it’s not like he can judge he probably doesn’t look so hot himself.

“You’re a good boy, TJ” She whispers, patting his cheek gently and attempting a smile that just appears as a grimace.

She pushes herself off her knees and pulls him up with her.

“I came in here to open the windows, nobody’s come in here in months so I figured it must be musty,” She says, wiping at her eyes and smoothing down an oversized shirt he was sure belonged to his dad.

TJ watches as she closes the door and ties her hair into a ponytail, then tightens it. Something she does when she’s nervous.

He knows what she’s doing.

She’s planning what to say and do next, how she should deal with this situation. He can’t blame her, it’s something they’d all been doing since Toby died.

They’ve all planned their next moves and what to say because if they didn’t everything would fall apart and they’d have to face things head on.

TJ rocks back on the balls of his feet and waits for his mom to do something so he knows how to proceed next and she does exactly what he expects her to do.

She makes her way out of the hall and down the steps, rambling on about how her day was and how she couldn’t get anything to work properly. TJ is sure he’s already heard this all before, but he still listens and trails after her like a lost puppy.

They both find themselves huddled up on the couch, the box of pizza between them and a cup of soda in both their hands as they watched the game.

Toby’s favourite team is playing that night.

-

The rest of the weekend goes by in a blur, his mom has no more breakdowns and Toby’s door remains firmly shut.

TJ notices that his dad is home a lot less and that his things are slowly disappearing from in the house, but he pretends like nothing has changed whenever he sees his dad.

He’s known for a while now that his parent’s marriage had been falling apart, they weren’t exactly fine before Toby died but at least they were happy and better at acting like they couldn’t bear the sight of each other.

TJ remembers going into their room a month or two ago and seeing the divorce papers that they’d been trying to hide from him, he knew that their arguments had been getting worse and worse ever since Toby died but he just didn’t expect to be losing his family so soon after losing Toby.

He didn’t expect his family to fall apart.

When TJ walks into the school that morning there’s news about a new student going around.

Apparently, Cyrus had transferred from Jefferson to Grant and since their school didn’t get much transfer students, everyone was trying to get the details of what had made him move schools.

TJ has the new guy, Cyrus, in his class and after seeing the way he interacts with others, he understands why people like him so much and it helps that he’s attractive too.

No, no, no. He shouldn’t be thinking those things about Cyrus, he shouldn’t be thinking those things about any boy. It’s disgusting, he was disgusting.

It doesn’t matter what TJ thinks about Cyrus anyway, he’d probably join an after-school club and date someone as sweet as him, he probably didn’t even know that TJ existed, but that was his own fault since he’d avoided any social interaction after the fallout with his friends.

At lunch, TJ finds out that Cyrus is hanging out with Amber, Buffy, Andi, Jonah and Marty, and he can’t help but feel as if they’d just replaced him, it’s a good thing. It means they can finally forget about him.

Three months after Toby had died, TJ had had a huge argument with his friends.

He had been slowly withdrawing himself away from the group without even realising it and they were all worried but TJ was tired of everyone walking on eggshells around him and acting like he’d break down at any second.

Then TJ had found out they’d all been talking about him about his back, they weren’t saying anything bad; they were just concerned, but he snapped.

-

“Stop, just stop! I don’t need you guys and I’m so fucking tired of the looks of pity I get from people, I don’t need it from my own friends too-”

“TJ," Amber cuts him off, “We were just trying to help, we’re worried about you”

“I don’t need you guys to feel sorry for me” He shouts, not noticing the way they all flinch away from, “I don’t deserve it, I know it’s my fault Toby died, okay?! I shouldn’t have forced him to pick me up after practice — no, don’t touch me!”

-

TJ remembers crying like a baby that day, he had told all of them he hated them, he’d told them to never speak to him again — and they must have taken what he said to heart, because he hasn’t spoken to them since that day — not even Amber and she’s always been like a sister to him, they grew up together.

He quit the basketball team soon after the argument to avoid seeing Marty and Buffy.

He remembers how hurt Buffy had looked that day, even though they had originally started on the wrong foot, they had grown to see each other as friends. She was like the annoying sister, that he never wanted but had.

Losing Jonah and Marty was hard too, they were his bro’s, the people he could always depend on to help him when he got himself into stupid shit and he’d do the same for them.

But TJ thinks the hardest loss was probably Amber and Andi.

Amber had always been his family, they’d grown up together, their parents were close, they were practically family and TJ had lost all that.

And Andi, everyone had found it surprising when they saw how close Andi and TJ were, but what people didn’t know is that they had a lot more in common than most people thought.

Andi was always there with him and TJ was always there for her too, they rode their hikes together and on days where it was too hot or too cold they’d practise origami in Andi Shack; it was the second place where TJ felt the safest — the first being Toby’s room.

TJ isn’t the same person he used to be, he wasn’t as extroverted as he used to be and his confidence had dwindled in the last few months until it was barely there.

He spent his lunchtimes eating under the bleachers, like a stereotypical kid staring in a high school romantic comedy or in the music room because Ms Lowe loved him.

He barely ever sleeps most days because every time he closes his eyes, all he sees is Toby.

Toby smiling, Toby playing basketball with him, Toby in the car singing along to Ariana Grande, all he sees is Toby.

The only good thing that’s probably come out of this is that his grades have gotten better, he doesn’t have friends to hang out with anymore so why not do his work?

-

Sometimes TJ passes his old friends in the halls, but he always ducks his head and pretends to have not seen them.

He’s too ashamed to look at them or to see the hatred in their eyes, so he runs away like he always does because TJ Kippen is a coward.

He saw Amber in the halls with the new boy today; it felt like a punch in the gut. -

“Good Morning!” Ms Taylor says, clapping her hands and smiling at them brightly.

She was way too happy this early in the morning and T.J. wasn’t here for it.

“I know you guys hate school and you’re probably tired, but I’ve got great news,” She pauses, for dramatic effect, “I’ve decided that instead of getting right into things, I want to give you guys time to settle in and get to know each other. So, I’ve decided that I want you guys to write 4 things you’re scared to do but think you should do and one thing you really want to do as a reward for facing your fears. You will have a partner, that I pick — It’s a nice way to get to know new people! Now be quiet and listen out for who will be your partner because I’m only saying this once”

TJ buries his face in the crook of his elbow and zones out as she calls out people's names and who they’re partnered with.

He must have missed her saying his name because when he comes back to everyone is sitting next to their new partners.

He’s about to raise his hand to ask her who his partner is when someone plops down in the desk next to him.

“Hey, I guess we’re partners now?” Cyrus says smiling at him, as he stretches out his hand for a handshake.

TJ stares at the outstretched hand until Cyrus drops it and it lingers between the two.

“I’m not sure about what to write on my list, I’m literally scared of nearly everything and we’re only allowed to write 4 things, plus there aren’t many things I’m scared of that I’d want to do. I’m rambling, aren’t I?” Cyrus asks, looking at him nervously.

“Yeah, just a little” TJ says, his mouth twitching upward.

TJ doesn’t mean to come off rude, he isn’t sure how to interact with Cyrus. He hasn’t really talked to anyone his own age in a few months, so forgive him if he’s communication skills are shit.

“Do you have any idea what you’re four things are?”

“Yes” TJ answers, he watches as Cyrus’ facial morphs into one of surprise.

“Seriously? I can’t even think of one!” Cyrus groans.

TJ surprises himself by chuckling softly, “Maybe that just means you’re not scared of many things”

Cyrus scoffs, “Did you not just hear me say I’m literally scared of everything?”

“There isn’t anything you’re scared doing you know you should at least take a chance at doing?” TJ presses.

“Well, there are a few things,” Cyrus says hesitantly, “But I’m not sure”

“Well, you’ve got a whole week to think it over”

“I don’t see why people would want to do the thing’s they fear, you fear them for a reason”

“Maybe you’re scared because you know you should try it, you can’t always live your life in fear about the outcome of something is or what someone will say. Facing your fears helps you let go of things and somewhat grow as a person,” TJ says, he thinks that’s the most his said to anyone in a really long time.

“Wow, you sound just like my mom,” Cyrus whispers, in amazement.

“Is that, uh, a good thing?” TJ asks.

Cyrus just smiles at him and nods his head, “It’s a great thing”

TJ smiles back hesitantly.

The rest of the class goes by smoother, with TJ letting Cyrus ramble on, he talked enough for the both of them.

They exchange numbers for the project and Cyrus fills TJ in on what he missed when he zoned out. The project is just a bunch of high school kids facing four of their fears and doing one thing they want to do as a treat and writing about the whole experience and how it changed you at the same time.

TJ kind of hates the project and loves it at the same time. He hates that he’s so cowardly that he has to use a school project as an excuse to face his fears and he loves it because he thinks it’s given him the chance to have someone to talk to.

“Amber was right about you, you know? You really are a nice guy,” Cyrus mumbles softly.

Then as if on cue, the bell rings and Cyrus walks out, leaving behind a dumbfounded TJ

He thought Amber hated him after everything he had said to her, he’d deserve it if she did. He hadn’t been expecting to find out from Cyrus that she still thought of him as a nice person, TJ felt hope bloom in his chest.

TJ felt himself smile, genuinely smile, teeth and all, for the first time in a really long time.

The rest of his day went on better than he expected and when he walked passed Marty in the halls, he didn’t duck his head or turn the other way around. He didn’t run away this time, and he didn’t talk to him either, TJ didn’t think he’d be ready to talk to his friends anytime soon, but it’s still great to know that they didn’t despise him. Maybe one day he would gather the courage to apologise to them.

Next Chapter

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Are you feeling any better about the storylines for Team Scorpion, especially Quintis, this season?

Short answer: not really, no

Long answer below the cut

General:

1. Irresponsible mom Paige after fucking Walter the moment they’re able to after getting together vs. being in a relationship with Tim 


Why does Paige just not seem to care about her son’s existence anymore except when it’s convenient for her? Ever since she and Walter got together at the Quintis wedding, it’s like she can’t ditch her son fast enough to go fuck her boyfriend. (Not that there’s anything wrong with that but she’s always been so mindful of her son it’s strange she’s turned into a horny teenager now.) Especially in 4.01, when they literally just got back from three weeks exposed to the elements on that deserted island the first thing Paige did was to dump him on Sly without caring at all if he’s okay? I get that she wants to finally bang Walter, but would it have killed her to spend that first night home with her son making sure he’s not suffering any major physical and/or psychological trauma after a horrific plane crash and being stranded for almost a month? The first time they bothered to include Ralph again was in 4.04 when they went to the churro festival to look at churros they couldn’t afford, but that really doesn’t count as a genuine family outing when ex-wifey tags along too. Then that very night it was back to ditching Ralph god-knows-where so they could run off for a fancy date they could miraculously suddenly afford. 


       * We’re not alone in this, people on FB are commenting too on how Ralph’s appearances are so sporadic especially given how Riley’s promoted to regular cast now. They don’t even know what to do with the kid they currently have (who, while is only 12, is thankfully old enough to take care of himself), but now they want to add a Quintis baby to the mix? You can’t conveniently dump an infant in school like you do Ralph.
            * Yes there are child protection laws that prevents kid actors from working too much, but why can’t they at least have him in the garage more often and give him a more decent arc than being horny for an older girl? Shows like Madam Secretary and Lethal Weapon handle tough cases with sweet (and realistic) family moments every episode, why can’t Scorpion?
        * Ralph “wanting them to be alone” is beyond wrong in itself, that a kid that young only cares about his mom banging her new boyfriend. Though with how much Waige rubbed it into his face on that island that they were desperate for ‘time alone’, it’s not surprising… And as the grownups, it’s not a stretch for a viewer to think that Paige and Walter as the adults would want Ralph to be a kid and think of him rather than vice versa. 


The problem is not that Paige is dating again, not at all. The problem is how she’s behaving now that she’s dating Walter. Remember when she was with Tim? Ralph was invited to every outing- from the date in 3.04 to the dance in 3.07- without any question. Even when Ralph was being a rude little shit to Tim, Tim treated him with nothing but respect and care and even condoned his behavior when Paige was horrified (3.04 “He’s just a kid who loves his mom… Ralph is gonna keep challenging me, and he is right to try and protect you, because you are an amazing woman and he is grateful to have you in his life”). But Walter? That kid all but worships every inch of ground he steps on, but he can barely be bothered to acknowledge the kid’s existence these days unless he’s needed on a case and it’s convenient to the plot.


2. Ralph/Patty is just wrong. 


Patty is in high school, and when this whole crush nonsense started Ralph wasn’t even 12 yet (in 2.22 he said his birthday is 12/11/2005). Young puppy love and crushes I get. But Walter and the rest seeing no problem in how almost obsessive Ralph is becoming, and rather encouraging it? Why is nobody seeing all the potential statutory issues that could come out of this relationship? Yes they are both underage but wow is there a difference between 12 and 15. 


   * Though maybe if the two main couples on the show don’t start and end every. single. day. yapping about how they’re running off to fuck, Ralph wouldn’t think it’s so normal and want to join the club so young…


The geniuses telling Paige it’s not wrong and to let it happen when Ralph is her son and she’s not okay with it is wrong. 
What happened to the strong single mom Paige who stood up to the guys and chewed them out that “this isn’t communal child rearing” (1.07) when they tried to tell her how to raise Ralph then? Letting Ralph turn to the others for genius-related stuff is fine, but when it comes to her 12 year old trying to hook up with a high school girl, that’s when she deserves to take control of how to raise her son. And her caving to peer pressure sets a very bad example. 


3. Cabe’s trial- really?


Of all the federal laws the team breaks and Cabe is the only one arrested for something he really didn’t have a choice about? Where’s Walter and Happy’s trial for marriage and immigration fraud? Where’s Happy’s NTSB investigation for crashing a plane she wasn’t supposed to be flying, not to mention causing an international incident with Russia/Norway?? This picking and choosing of consequence isn’t helping the showrunners case for being well-thought out when it comes to plots and even characterizations. 


4. Continuity
Where’s Heywood? How are Patrick and Ronnie doing?? Why hasn’t Happy mentioned her dad in almost a year, and especially nearing/on her wedding??? Why didn’t Paige use the money Ronnie gave them when the team was too broke to buy food for themselves???? How is the team alive after going from three weeks on a deserted island-Arctic-Africa back to back????? When did we jump to Halloween and what happened between 4.05-4.06 to justify that time jump??????


       * Hell, NCIS mentioned Tony a few episodes ago- they can remember a character who left two seasons ago, but Scorpion can barely remember a member of their main cast (Riley), let alone recurring guest stars from just a few episodes back who had major impacts on the plot/main characters?


What happened to Merrick’s China treason that Homeland was “freaking out” about? Why did Happy only remember her pilot’s license at the very end of 3.23, and not when they were stranded in that Wyoming airfield with “no way” of going to the wedding??
        * It’s almost like she only wants to fuck Toby (honeymoon) than actually bother about marrying him. For happening in the same episode, it’s difficult to to ignore how easily Happy ‘forgot’ her pilot’s license to get to the big wedding she dragged her feet over but when it came to the honeymoon the entire team was joining them on she couldn’t wait to get there no matter how. 


5. Toby’s timeline


S1/2 vs. S3/4 GET A WHITEBOARD AND SOME MARKERS NICKS
    * 1.01: “He got his doctorate at the age of 17”; 1.17: “I had a medical degree from Harvard before most people have their driver’s licenses”; 2.11: the picture of kid Toby was at his high school graduation    * 3.23: “I wore (the wedding tux) to my prom” ← Really? The prom he went to after graduating high school at around 9? He’s wearing the same tux now at 35 that he wore at 9? Really? 
    * Let’s see how they handle 4.13, but if Toby met Amy in Harvard (so before 16, as stated in 1.17) does that mean they were together for literally half their lives? If they were together since their early/mid teens, why (and when) did Toby lose his virginity to that Vegas show girl (2.23: “a showgirl (at the old Tropicana in Vegas) made me a man”)?


Also, what’s with constantly letting Toby down and insulting him just for gags? The poor guy had to lose his pants thrice in just six episodes (3.25-4.05), and by 4.05 especially it wasn’t funny anymore. God forbid Walter was forced into such compromising positions, or either of the girls had to take off their shirts in an episode, everyone would erupt how gross it is. But since it’s Toby getting the brunt of the shitty writing it’s considered fun.


6. Blatantly repeating plots


3.15/4.09 (almost dying in the ocean surrounded by deadly sea creatures); 1.12/4.11 (it’s pretty much the exact same thing- complete with drown-it-to-save-it and the resolution of daddy issues- only it’s a dog now instead of a kid); 4.01/4.12 (Walter hallucinating); 3.23-25/4.10/4.14 (plane crashes). THERE ARE MORE PLOTS OUT THERE PEOPLE GET CREATIVE. Recycling plots this early on isn’t good… 


Quintis:

1. The baby storyline

I’m sorry but I’m not a fan of the baby storyline. It’s no surprise my thoughts on not liking the direction they’ve taken but it’s plain irresponsible to add an innocent child to their mess when they haven’t discussed the huge issues they’ve ignored between just them.  


So many other tv couples who have/want to have kids worry about their jobs and how it might affect their family- Deeks/Kensi (NCIS: LA), Henry/Elizabeth (Madam Secretary), Jessica/Neil (The Good Doctor), and JJ/Will (Criminal Minds) just to name a few. And they don’t just worry about it, they actually talk openly and honestly with each other about it more than once. And the couples mentioned above who are in law enforcement/government service acknowledge how unsafe their jobs are and how they’re going to balance kids when the reality is they could get killed at any time. But Quintis? Nope. They literally just came back from being exposed to toxic vapor/nuclear radiation yet again but saw no problem in immediately trying for a baby. You’d think after all their exposure to radiation and dangerous chemicals they’d at least want to get checked up to make sure they’re healthy enough to have a baby, but once again what are consequences on this show especially when it comes to Happy?  They should start trying for a kid after talking it through and making the necessary plans (and sacrifices) and when they’re financially stable, not just because “oh we’re married now time to have a baby”.


       * (And that is not to mention how they were literally too broke to buy a churro at that point in time, but were still irresponsible enough to push for a baby with no regard for how damn expensive babies are.)
        * This team obviously can’t take care of Ralph or Bueller as is, both of whom only appear when they are needed for the plot and conveniently disappear otherwise. Why then are they trying to add yet another child, especially an infant you can’t just toss aside when it’s not needed, to the mix?


2. Happy’s continually disappointing behaviour 

Happy is still showing she doesn’t care too much about Toby/blatant hypocrisy
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In 4.01 she was bitching about Collins sitting next to Toby while she was cozy in the back with Sly- anyone who has ever seen an SUV knows that the people sitting in the very back row have to get in first before those sitting in the middle row. If she actually cared about Toby not getting close to Collins, she should have stuck with her husband the whole time instead of jumping to the back first and then bitching about Collins. And then, when Toby was almost killed by Collins yet again, she continued talking to Sly about Megan instead of freaking out that her husband almost died again. 
        * If she was such an experienced ice road trucker, why didn’t she just drive that SUV when they were travelling on ice and get Toby in the front passenger seat away from Collins? 
            * Sidenote: Why is her stupid Portuguese song the only confession from 3.24 they seem to remember? What about her ice road trucking? What about being a side ho for Jake Gyllenhaal, while he was publicly dating Reese Witherspoon? (This isn’t personal bitterness, it’s fact based on the timeline canon told us via Happy.) 


In 4.04 she couldn’t so much as nod when Toby asked if it was a good thing they got together, but the moment she decided she wanted a baby it was all “I want a family because I love you”. If she really loves him then she needs to show it throughout, not only as lip service when she wants something from him. I mean, she went literally their entire wedding without saying ILY to her brand new husband. Sure her speech was sweet and all, but would it have killed her to say those three words anytime before they were about to die in a plane she wasn’t supposed to be flying?


The 4.08 public sex was illegal, and disgusting. Trying to conceive means unprotected sex, and since there probably wouldn’t have been any showering facilities in that hay loft it means that unless they stole wet wipes from Sly, then Happy would’ve spent the whole day with cum running down her legs. And why was everyone so excited about that?? Happy can demand public sex during Sly’s birthday celebrations, but when Toby calls her by a sweet nickname in the garage she treats it like such a violation of their personal lives?! The double standards are startling and unfair. 


4.09 ex-spouses baby naming/“Toby manipulates you” 
was wrong. Happy agreed to think about naming the baby after Walter if they kept it a secret from Toby (which, really, won’t be that hard for the robots considering they kept their marriage a secret for over six years). But god forbid if Toby secretly agrees to something that Happy hates just because he was guilt tripped into it. And when has Toby ever manipulated Happy?? Every step of their relationship he had expressed his feelings loud and clear but always waited for her to make the first physical step. Whereas Happy was the one who led Toby to believe their relationship was healthy and secure when she was secretly married the whole time and never bothered to tell him about it, not to mention her physical abuse and lip service when she wants something from him. Hopefully she won’t name their child a name he really doesn’t want but at this point nothing about her doing that is surprising. 


Yes there was a sweet moment at the end of 4.10, but once again it was when Happy was feeling insecure that it happened. Would it kill them to have a sweet moment initiated by Toby’s insecurities and Happy stepping up to comfort him instead of vice versa? Because if we learnt anything from that episode it’s that Toby has a lot of past baggage too that could very realistically haunt him whenever. Them being the side couple shouldn’t prevent them from having a cute and genuine moment during their journey towards parenthood. If the writers are unable to devote time to show a healthy progression and growth of their relationship and individual characters, why did they pair them up and marry them off so early? 
        * (Also, how convenient is it that she’s still not pregnant when they’re finally having this kid conversation? If they were immediately successful she’d be 3-5 months pregnant by now, a little late to have the “will our kids turn out okay” talk- which goes back to point #1 about responsible parents.)


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Light Yagami headcanon where the second he lays on his bed you just hear this cacophony of cracks. His back is begging for mercy. No more chair Mr. Yagami, please.

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It's not just me right? I'm not the only one who can see the resemblance yes?

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Absolute respect to the 3 homies keeping the Ghost Eyes tag alive. I give you all my heart.

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You guys ever have those moments where all you can think about is how uncomfortable you are in your own skin and feel like you have no privacy even though there's only one other person in the house? Even funnier is the fact that you're in your own room which the other person won't enter but feel exposed anyway.

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Hello there!

I'm Cultist/Tobi, the resident strange kid, at your service.

I make art, write fics and consume content as if it's Pepsi. I don't post much (I reblog like it's the end of the world), but I'll be around occasionally!

Oh and I make character playlists on Spotify if that's something you're interested in!!

A list of my wondrous Tumblr village <3 (I love you SM explodes)

@savi-of-ithaca MY HUSBANDDDD, THE ODYSSEUS TO MY EURYLOCUS ‼️‼️‼️❤️❤️

@secretlytherealsonicthehedgehog Amorette‼️‼️The pookiest of pookies <3

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mom. Toby's yapping again. -Text posts

rebloggin' loggin' -Reblogs

Interest list under the cut!! (I warn you, it's longer than 50 General Sherman Trees)

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Death Note

Ghost Eyes

Encanto

Fullmetal Alchemist

MHA (kinda, it's lost its park for me but give me Shiggy content and I'll kiss you-)

Ramshackle

Homestuck

ChainsawMan

My Chemical Romance

Happy Tree Friends

South Park

Hell's Paradise

Hellsing

Assassin's Creed

HTTYD

Seven Deadly Sins

Sally Face

Little Nightmares

Creepypasta

Bleach

Undertale

Bendy and The Ink Machine

DHMIS (+AUs)

Sander's Sides

Alton Towers Rollercoasters

Heathers

Be More Chill

Pressure

FNAF

The Stanley Parable

Guillermo Del Toro's Pinocchio

Don't Starve

Eddsworld

Hollow Knight

The Owl House

Adventure Time

Gravity Falls

HLVRAI

IHNMAIMS

Spiderman: into/across the spiderverse

Deadpool (legit any media related to Deadpool)

Wolfwalkers

Repo! The Genetic Opera

TADC (yes. I watched the silly circus show and got the disease)

The Nightmare Before Christmas

School Bus Graveyard

AJR

Dead Poet's Society

Epic: The Musical

Happy Tree Friends

These are all going to ebb and flow so PLEASE do not expect consistency from me-

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Stalking my own blog to see if I'm funny like:

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This is my Greek tragedy.

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One off-handed comment about werewolves and I'm thinking about them again.

I need to be medicated (oh wait I AM-)

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To anyone who's having a bad day or feels like they aren't right for identifying in any way they do, I love you very much. And I'm not the only one! There will always be someone supporting you!

Whatever you want to do today, whatever you feel like you failed, you are doing everything you're meant to be doing.

Thank you for being alive. Thank you for finding yourself and being that person you've discovered.

<3

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I'm restraining the feral urge to draw an entire comic for a VERY specific DHMIS au rn..