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sorry everyone, next drabble is well in the works my mum is just really sick right now and im trying to take care of her and my dad and myself/my partner and working full time is a big adjustment !!!!!!!!!! thank you for your patience and to those who’ve left lovely comments on my fics and in my inbox I promise I’ll reply to you soon 💜
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pbnmj · 1 year
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what was supposed to just be pavitr and meera jain spiralled into a LOT of spiders in formalwear/red carpet outfits.... most of them referenced off met gala outfits and then adjusted to suit my own tastes LOL
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tobias-hankel · 9 months
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Everyone always talks about how much Spencer loves his mother, Diana, but the relationship just hurts when you think about it.
Here Spencer is after having an incredibly long day. He flew from Las Vegas back to Quantico, figured out an extremely hard puzzle, found out his mother was in danger - then had to admit his mom is mentally ill and that he could be too one day. His mom is rude to him about his body, letters, and over the fact she was flown there to save her life. He then failed a negotiation and a man killed himself in front of him. He was hurt by a bomb, caught on fire, and helped rescue a victim while escaping a burning house.
And then after all that, he stands in front of his mom - exhausted, charred, vulnerable - and he doesn't tell her how he was hurt or about what he did. He says how she helped save Rebecca's life and Diana doesn't even look up.
Diana doesn't give any indication that she even knows who Spencer is and she doesn't ask about the ash all over him. It's clearly nighttime and she asks if it's lunchtime. She doesn't remember that she read the books she asked him about to him.
Then Spencer, even though he is so tired, has to help his mom on the flight back across the United States, while reading to her and taking care of her while Spencer has no one taking care of him.
And this is medicated, well taken care of, Diana. If this is Diana on an alright day, on medicine - what was she like when Spencer was a child.
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dilfcherricola · 1 year
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did yall hear natasha lyonne talk about selling weed that she already smoked to rich kids when she was in high school on wait wait don’t tell me
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Points at you. 10 and/or 11 for starstruck?
Two starstruck asks,,,,,,joy of joys,,
Part of an ask game linked here.
#10. What's an au you have for them?
Since them meeting at all is technically an AU i have 3 different ways that they do meet up. There's the one where Juniper ends up with the agency/adjacent to and ends up working with Reggie (have written a fic with this). The next one is Juniper surviving but basically going stealth and living as normal of a life as he can and ending up meeting Reggie through chance (most recent fic I've written). And then there's my personal favourite where Reginald "You're lucky my tracking skills are still up to snuff" Crane keeping himself busy after Phoenix was MIA and finding Juniper still alive (fic I want to write but haven't started mainly because it may end up multi chapter).
In terms of more AU canon bending taking them and putting them in a completely unrelated situation...I have a guilty pleasure Warrior Cats AU for IEYTD in general. Both JJ and Reggie have perfect warrior cats suffixes in their names already (Juniper and Crane) so they're called Junipersong (charcoal bengal) and Craneflight (tabby Norwegian forest cat). It's very silly but the amount of scenes I have in my mind for it...good lord...
#11. How was their first kiss like?
Augh my friend Imp wrote an absolutely excellent fic about it (tragically in the realm of unfinished Google docs) and I'm shaking their hand about it so hard. Basically Juniper kissing Reggie but he like wasn't ready/fully expecting it and Juniper absolutely panicking because he thinks he's misread every interaction between them both since they got closer. The second one is much sweeter though,,
#realised i phrased all the fics ive written like those ghosts that haunted scrooge#ah yes the fic of starstuck past#the fic of starstruck present and the fic of starstruck yet to come. it's so dumb#and uhh for the warrior cats thing um. of course they aren't purebreds minus Juniper who used to be a kittypet (housecat) but -#- it was moreso for easy description#reggie is fluffy but he's not quite maine coonf fluffy...norwegan forest cat was a nice middle ground...still gets big guy points too#also um side note roxanix in that au um. they adopted a kit as a stand in for robutler in that au......#also solaris is a VERY grumpy warrior turned medicine cat annnnd thats about all I have fully hashed out in my mind for it so far#im so torn abt also having triple threat.....extra large polycule where phoenix is just intimidated by the others prism is dating lmao#ANYWAYS ENOUGH ABOUT THE WARRIOR CATS AU#can you tell I have a special interest in cats/warrior cats. oh how I miss drawing cats. but I must learn people. for the brainworms...ouuu#i don't have much else to say on that second question other than....AUUUUUUGH they're so. there's so much pent up stuff.#like for JJ it's the first time he's let himself actually love another man the way he wants to while for Reggie it's a lot of -#- realising JJ is trying to be a better person while still ackowleging the fact that he did bad??? basically second chance yada yada#man. i love these two#ik im a broken ass reccord but I've never proactively posted abt them outside the last couple months and it's been so theraputic#ty for the ask it was fun :3c#ieytd#starstruck#junicrane#ask game#not tagging them specifically I don't wanna clog up tags too much#god WHY do i have such an issue eith that. mental issue. anyways
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wren-was-here · 3 months
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i’m making a list of women in fictional media that are hated by a significant portion of their fan bases because they’re complicated, or deeply flawed, or morally grey, or angry when that is inherently connected to the thematic integrity of the story
so far i have:
Diane from Bojack Horseman
Princess Carolyn from Bojack Horseman
JJ from Criminal Minds
Elle from Criminal Minds
Jordan from Criminal Minds
Ashley from Criminal Minds
Haley from Criminal Minds*
Martha from Dr. Who*
Gwen from Torchwood*
Princess Bubblegum from Adventure Time
Lapis from Steven Universe
Jessica from Jessica Jones
Mary from Sherlock*
Katara from Avatar: The Last Airbender
Allison (Cameron) from House*
*shout out if they're also hated because they "got in the way" of a fan-favorite (usually mlm) ship and/or had feelings for the leading man that were not reciprocated
anyways lmk if you have others. idk i wanna collect them all and take care of them or something
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uponasoapboxb · 1 year
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can’t believe i have to sit here and watch another forced straight ship,,, like genuinely idk if i’m even excited for season 3 i’m sorry to say it jj and pope will always be boyfriends to me and i’m starting to get genuinely upset at the fact that there is no queer representation in this show :/
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ashes-writing · 11 months
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outer banks ● one girl two guys pt 11 ● j.maybank + t.thornton
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[ multi chapter ] writer who can't write a triangle to save her life, swearing, helicopter moms (Topper's mom, fyi), mentions of alc + alcohol addiction ( your mom ), teenage shenanigans ( getting busted in a compromising position ), eluded to sexual encounter, mentions of markings / bites. Deviation from the events of the series for the most part -this is kind of like.. a side/background story to all the treasure hunting and stuff, tbh.
Reader/you is from the Cut. Reader/you are female with female parts and not much else described at all.
word count + prev. part
pt 10 <- can be accessed by clicking.
2464 words exactly.
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Shoupe glares but he begins to make his way back down from the tower and Topper makes his way back over to you, pulling you into a deep kiss that leaves you breathless when it's broken. He chuckles against your mouth as he bucks himself into you and lets out a quiet growl, " We are finishing this later, love."
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"Mmm." the weight of him settles down into you heavy, and your fingers catch against his bare skin. Topper’s lips dance down your neck and around, littering the front of your throat with kisses and bite marks that he knows won’t be hidden. A smug grin forms at the thought that later, he’ll see imprints of his mouth against your skin, but he won’t be the only one.
Everyone will.
His hand captures your hand, fingers laced together as he pins it flat against the pillow beneath your head. Stars shine through the big panes of glass that form the walls in the top of the lighthouse. It’s become a sort of safe haven. A special place.
Down below, Kiara spots Topper’s little boat and scowls, shaking her head. All she can think about is how Sarah left the Chateau earlier in the week and hasn’t been seen since. And she’s barely seeing you at all lately, when you do talk to her, it usually ends in harsh words and you, being cold and bitter.
She tries to text you, on the off chance that it’s not you with Topper at the lighthouse. Because you may not be on good terms but you are still someone she considers a friend and she wants to warn you.
Your phone vibrates against wooden floorboards and Topper pulls away, glaring at the phone. You roll your eyes and let out several ragged breaths. “What the fuck does she want?” you mumble as you check your phone.
“Babe.”
“Yeah?”
“Does it really matter? You don’t like her, she doesn’t like you.” Topper points out and you nod, agreeing. You let him pry the phone from your hands and turn it off. If it’s really important, you think to yourself, she can tell you the highlights tomorrow during your shift. Because whether you want her to or not, she will.
Topper turns his attention back to you, but then his own cell phone starts to go crazy.
He’s the one scowling and shaking his head when he realizes that it’s Sarah texting.
You pluck the phone out of his hands.
“Seriously?” you laugh and shake your head. If you were his girlfriend -and you weren’t at least ninety five percent sure this was just summer boredom being cured in his eyes, you’d have a real nasty text message ready to go.
But.. you’re not his girlfriend and this isn’t serious.. To him. And you’re trying so very hard to keep that mindset until he chooses to tell you otherwise. You’re done forcing yourself on people, if he wants this to be serious, it’ll be him to say it.
Which is why when he holds out the phone to you and nods to it, you’re totally confused.
“I’m here with you. Maybe if she knows that…”
When a call comes through from Sarah’s number, you pick up. “Yeah?” you’re sitting up in Topper’s lap, bare body to bare body. Walking your fingers up and down his muscular chest as he nips at your neck and throat and rocks himself into you. 
“I..I need to talk to Topper.”
“You need to let go, actually. He’s busy right now, Cameron.” you’re not even a little sweet when you say it, either. And you don’t realize it, but every ounce of the jealousy you work double overtime to keep locked away and oblivious to him, it’s pouring out of you as you deal with her on the phone.
Topper’s getting more hopeful -and more turned on, the more you say.
“Please.. This is important.”
“No, Sarah. No it’s not. And neither are you. Go play games with somebody else. Topper’s busy, he can’t come to play.” you hang up the call and Topper takes the phone, turning it off immediately. 
“Where were we?” Topper mutters as he lays you back against the sleeping bag and settles on top of you all over again, turning his attention back to undressing you, with both eyes and hands. 
And then the door to the lighthouse tower is being beaten down and the two of you freeze, glaring at the door as it shakes in the frame. “Fucking seriously?” Topper whines and his forehead settles against your breasts as he takes several deep breaths. 
“Open up in there. Officer Shoupe.”
The two of you share a look and swallow hard. Topper pulls away after stealing three or four more deep kisses that leave you dizzy, and he’s pulling on his shorts as he throws open the door and leans in the frame.
“Thornton?”
“Yeah, it’s uh. It’s me. What’s the problem, officer?”
He’s so charming and smooth as he handles the older man that you’re smiling to yourself just a little. 
Officer Shoupe gets straight to the point, first of all firmly scolding the both of you about using the tower as a getaway for your sexual encounters. Then he tells you both that someone called in a boat parked for a suspicious amount of time. Shoppe chukles as he adds with a smirk, "One of em was your mama, boy an' she's worried sick."
"Right. Sure she is." Topper grumbles, shaking his head. You're tense all over because you've just heard what Shoupe said and you can just feel everything about to come to an end between you both. Topper gazes at the older man, "Who were the other calls?"
Shoupe shrugs. "Dunno. Don't care, either. Okay you two.. dressed and outta here."
"Yeah, that's not happening until you walk yourself back down to the ground and wait there. You're not getting a single look at her naked, you old prick."
Shoupe glares but he begins to make his way back down from the tower and Topper makes his way back over to you, pulling you into a deep kiss that leaves you breathless when it's broken. He chuckles against your mouth as he bucks himself into you and lets out a quiet growl, " We are finishing this later, love."
"Oh we are, huh?"you giggle out into the kiss before it breaks. Topper stares at you hungrily and as he holds out your torn undergarments to you, he takes several ragged breaths, openly fucking you with his eyes. He pulls you into another deep kiss and pushes the polo shirt he was wearing at you. "Since i..uh.. tore your clothes off, love.."
You take the shirt, slipping it down over your head. Pouting a little because you're all worked up. He scoops you up and starts to carry you down the staircase, stopping a few times to kiss you until you're dizzy and breathless as he lets his hands wander and you do the same right back. The two of you make your way out into bright sunshine and you hide your face against his hickey covered neck, making him chuckle as he mumbles quietly, "I know this little island up the shoreline… we'll go there, love."
CONTINUED
Your mother catches sight of Topper's mother in the staff break room of the hospital they both work in and she walks up to the snobbish bitch, jamming a finger into her shoulder until she turns around. 
Mrs. Thornton looks down her nose as she turns to face your mother. "Can I help you?"
"That little prick you call a son better not fucking get my little girl pregnant."
"I beg your pardon?"
Your mother just laughs. "Keep your kid over on Figure 8. Because if he ruins my daughter's life like her father ruined mine, you won't have a son anymore."
"Maybe if your daughter wasn't such a little tramp..she's clearly the one who enticed my son. He's weak willed, same as his father. The first girl to show him even a shred of affection, he falls in love with and its frankly pathetic. Keep your trashy little girl away from my little boy because if anyone's life will be ruined in this, it'll clearly be his."
Your mother steps up to her, giving a shove. "What'd you just call my kid, you freeze dried bitch?"
She simply smirks and steps away. "If the shoe fits.. were you not messing with both Ward and some loser from the Cut and at least five other men  when we were their age, Malia?" Mrs. Thornton studies your mother intently, smirking, "Do you even know who fathered your child?" and your mother clenches her fists at her sides. She really doesn't know for sure, but she's leveled it down to 3 men. And all of them left, none of them wanted any part of fatherhood. Or her.
"Freeze dried bitch." your mother grumbles before shoving past Mrs. Thornton.
CONTINUED
You make your way into the house and just when you’re about to open the door to your bedroom, your mother turns on the lamp and you freeze. The second you see the bottle of liquor sitting on the end table, you roll your eyes.
“Sit down, sweetie.”
You sit down and she sighs. Takes a long and deep breath and you do the same. 
“Can this wait, Mom?”
“Nope.” your mom answers, going quiet again. “Your thing with the Thornton kid stops now. Are we clear?”
You scoff at this and laugh softly. “Oh.That’s what this is.” the words die on your lips when you look over and see the solemn expression on your mother’s face. “I thought it was bad enough when you were always off with the boy next door. This is.. It’s way worse, sweetie. Those kind of people only use us. This is just a summer fling to him. You know it, I know it, the whole island knows it. I’m not going to sit back and let you make the same mistake I did.”
You’re tempted to tell her if you were to make the same mistake, at least you’d know who the father of your child is, but something tells you not to, that it wouldn’t be a smart idea at all. You do laugh and shrug. “I’m perfectly aware this is probably a fling to him. Maybe I’m going to enjoy it for what it is.”
Your mother tenses. Looks up at you and rubs her forehead. “Do you have to give me such a hard time?”
“Do you have to die on this hill?” you question. “And anyway, why am I going to listen to you, hm?” you’re more than a little annoyed at the whole thing. “You’re never home and when you are, you’re too drunk to function. You’re always telling me you need space, you can’t be around me, I was a mistake. Does any of that sound familiar at all, Mom? Give me one good reason I should listen.”
“Do you want to be like me? Because messing around with the boys on this island, sweetie.. That’s how you end up like me.”
You shake your head. “No, no it’s not, Mom.”
“Fine. Don’t listen. Do whatever you want, sweetie.. But when you realize it comes with consequence, don’t come crying to me over it.”
You laugh. “Why in the hell would I do that? I’ll figure it out on my own. You’re the last shoulder I’d cry on, trust me… you don’t have to worry about that.”
You make your way into the bedroom, door slamming behind you. When your mother’s car starts about ten minutes later, you take a shaky breath or two and flop down onto your bed.
The little talk could’ve gone a lot worse and you know it. You grimace as you think about exactly how bad it could’ve gotten. Then you slip off the bed and start getting ready to go to sleep, looking out the window just in time to see JJ’s bedroom light on. JJ stands in the window, staring into yours.
You grumble to yourself and let the tapestry over your bedroom window swing  down over it, obscuring your bedroom window from view. 
CONTINUED
“You’re going to stay away from the little tramp, son. This isn’t Sarah. This is different. I won’t have you making us look bad.”
Topper’s jaw flutters as he glares at his mother. “You mean like I already do? That’s basically what you’re always saying, Mom. That I’m weak. And a disappointment. Every time something bad happens, it’s always my fault.”
“Because it is. You are. And you’re reckless. But this thing with the little tramp. It’s not happening. Are we clear?”
“I’ll do what I want.”
“Fine.. But the second she’s made a fool out of you, don’t come looking for my help. I won’t be here to bail you out.”
Topper laughs and rubs his chin. “I wouldn’t ask for your help anyway, Mom, don’t be ridiculous. That’d be the last thing I do. I can’t wait to get out of here, away from you.”
“I just don’t understand what happened to my sweet boy.” his mother shakes her head, gives him a hurt look. “That Cameron girl ruined you. This all started with her.”
Topper shakes his head. “Nope, you’re the one who did that.”
“Fine.. Keep seeing the little tramp. But you’re on your own when she traps you with a child. You realize that’s the way those kinds of girls are, you can’t be this stupid.”
“You don’t even know her, mom.”
“I know her mother. That’s enough. Go on, go to your room. I don’t feel like looking at you right now.” his mother waves him away dismissively as she scowls. Topper makes his way up the stairs and into his room, letting the door slam hard enough to make her wince as she sits on the sofa down in the living room.
“We’ll see how long he stands by his ‘feelings’ for the little tramp when I tell him he’s written out of my will.” she smirks to herself as she takes a few sips of her nightly drink and turns her attention back to the television turned on in front of her. “I’ll go have it done first thing in the morning. And then I’ll be talking to my father about this.”
Topper flops onto his bed and takes out his phone, smiling as soon as it’s unlocked and he sees the picture he took of you both not so long ago. The smile fades and turns to a scowl when he sees that he’s gotten yet another text from Sarah.
→ Hey.. Will you please talk to me, Top?
← Forget my number, Sarah. I’m done, okay? You made your choice. I’m making mine.
The three dots pop up only to disappear again seconds later, but he doesn’t even care.
He’s already re-reading all the texts you’ve been sending to him and smiling because it makes him feel a thousand times better.
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homolobotomized · 5 months
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such a big fan of this page. nagumo's text emboldened, yotsumura's expression,, "shaddup ab why im keeping this dude who has no chance of recovery (barely) alive. let's talk ab the reason im keeping this dude who has no chance of recovery (barely) alive",,, good shit
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Hoping all is well you haven’t posted in a while
Hi lovely, so sweet of you to check in. Thank you 💜
My bf and I have been deep in the chaos of full cars and cardboard boxes, moving into our very own place together. Amidst uni and lingering illness and major life steps, I’ve been sadly parted from this little slice of paradise much more than I would have liked.
That, and I also discovered perhaps the most incredible long-form (~175,000 words) Loki x reader series I’ve ever read. It made me fall in love with Loki all over again. But I must finish Off the Record before I can give into my desires of writing him more.
I’d share the fic here but there are several NSFW chapters and my blog is SFW only, so I made sure to send the author ample praise.
If anyone is curious, feel free to send me an off-anon ask and I promise to respond privately and share you the link if you’re of adult age 💜
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strongermonster · 11 months
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blowing everyone i work with up bc they rejected my Cool Idea to do an end of summer fake newspaper activity thing for the kids, where we would get them to make a little newspaper and follow newspaper rules
the headline/front page would be the best thing(s) to happen to them that summer
and a sports section if they did anything like soccer or hiking or whatever
if anyone went through a loss of any kind they could do an obituary for like a person or a pet or hell, even if they lost a toy or moved houses and were sad about it!
travel section if they went anywhere
a business section for something they bought, etc etc.
bring in pictures or draw or print them and add them to it
we could learn about fonts!!!
it'd be a really cute keepsake!!!!!
i thought it'd be really cool to do the week before school and take it in for back to school show and tell!!!
THEY TOLD ME NO??
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we've all heard of "died and came back wrong" but what about "died and the resurrection ritual also gave me bottom surgery"
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the-final-sif · 2 years
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I love noxcrew but im dying here.
also before anyone tries to tell me "bm is good actually" everyone enjoys different things and that's valid but also don't talk to me until people are saying "man im so excited for all the BM vod reviews".
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dilfcherricola · 2 months
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sitting on the stairs listening to my parents fight like i’m 15 again
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melodromacy · 1 year
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ive been posting animal husbandry hot takes lately but here's a fandom hot take for you:
people need to stop caring about rusty so much (i.e. a lot of woobification and downplaying of how he really is) and treating him as if he's a positive character in venture bros. just because he has the venture name. because even now he is still functionally a deadbeat absent dad while also somehow still existing in his kids' lives who used to care more about unethical experimentation. and did things like kept backup clone slugs of his children. because he didn't care enough about them to even ATTEMPT to try and break the cycle and raise them with any semblance of love or care. and instead takes directly after his own father by abusing them via neglect and letting them die repeatedly because he felt no form of loving connection to them until later and even at that point it felt extremely forced. because i still feel even currently that he'd still rather let one of his kids take a bullet as long as it saved his own life.
yknow who we need to care about more? jonas jr.
a man who, functionally, was what everybody thought Jonas Sr. was. a man who was present in his family's life. a man who helped his wife escape an abusive situation. a man who loved his adopted child more than he probably loved himself. a man who cared so much about his disabled family member that he almost straight up killed the monarch and everybody in the flying cocoon for calling him a slur. a man who wanted nothing more than to commemorate his father that he never got to meet (even if he wasn't aware of how Jonas Sr. was behind closed doors). a man who wanted nothing more than to make the lives of himself and everybody around him easier, and better. a man who wanted to follow in his father's footsteps, a man who created the second Gargantua space station.
a man who sacrificed his own life, knowing he wouldn't get better, due to the rapidly spreading several forms of terminal cancer and organ failure he was beginning to suffer from. a man who realized how many people he could save if he let go - and went through with it anyway, because it would save people, people he loved, people he cared about, people he barely knew, and in some cases, people he hated. jonas jr was not perfect. sometimes, he'd work too much, and sometimes he'd neglect to keep forming and kindling his relationships because of his work. sometimes, he was stressed, and angry because he was stressed, and stressed because he was under pressure. but even then, he's better, and he's everything rusty ever wanted to be. and when JJ died, he willed everything in the Venture Techno Industries name to his brother. And he willed everything he could to his family he made so that they would never have to worry again. he willed his home, his livelihood, his LIFE'S WORK to Rusty. he trusted him.
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duskfallsfang · 12 hours
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finished my durge run yesterday 😔
bye carver. you'll be missed lmao
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