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pigeonriot · 1 year
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@xagan made one for sean so i had to make these <333
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apathetic-tortoise · 4 months
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Gumpa: I keep a picture of all of us in my wallet. Whenever I face difficulties, I take it out and stare at the picture
The gang (minus Black): Awwwwww
Gumpa: And I tell myself, "If I can deal with these idiots, then I can deal with anything"
Black: *Snorts*
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imma-bunni · 8 months
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Some more Black - Not Me
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bunnakit · 7 months
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do you ever think about the way Gumpa forces all the boys together as a family as a direct antithesis of Black and White's parents forcing them apart??? (':
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rares-posts · 2 years
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Lol
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fanfictionroxs · 2 years
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Story time!
The most scary thing that Sean has ever seen or heard in his life is Black and White doing the stereotypical 'finish each other's sentences/being in sync' twin thing.
They stopped doing it at a very young age because they understood that it annoyed their parents (screw them), but the brothers never lost that ability of knowing each other's exact move.
The first time Black and White do this, they're all in the garage and the twins had teamed up to mess with Yok whose eyes got progressively larger with each word passing from their mouths. He had been teasing them about how different they were and "are you both even twins? It's not how tv dictates twins should be"
And Black and White had turned to look at each other, their heads turning back to Yok, lips stretching into the same creepy smile and everyone in the garage felt a shiver go down their spine as Black opened his mouth.
"You see Yok-" he said
"-It's not that we can't do it-" White continued.
"-it's just that we don't want to-" Black shrugged.
"-we're our own person-" the twins chimed together.
"-but mostly it's scary for people-" they continued.
"-I mean look at you-" White
"- you look like you're about to wet yourself-" Black
"-and that makes us very happy-" they fucking synched again!
"-which honestly White said was mean-"
"- and Phi agrees of course-"
"-no, I don't-"
"-Yes, you do-"
Black cut off the back and forth to glare at White who raised an eyebrow.
Yok grabbed Gumpa's sleeve.
"Hia, I'm scared!"
"Are we sure we have a problem with being mean to people?" Black fake whispered to White. Sean saw a smirk go up his boyfriend's face who replied, "I don't know, Phi. It is quite fun."
And Black's lips widened into a matching smirk, the brothers gazing at each other with evil mischief (more like sadistic glee) and Sean felt Gram shiver alongside him.
Yeah maybe it was better Black and White weren't the stereotypical twin types. They seemed to become less Black and White and more Grey and Grey.
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hurlumerlu · 4 months
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I find it quite simple
a little Not Me fic about Gumpa and Black (sort of) bonding over being older siblings :
It was an evening like many others. Yok and Gram had already left, Sean with one of them, or both of them, or off to one of Namo’s haunts, leaving Gumpa to clean the table like a dissatisfied housewife. Except this time, Black was still here.
"These fuckers, I swear," he said, contemplating the wasteland of dirty plates and empty bottles, unlit cigarette already firmly in mouth. "This is how you can tell they’re all only children."
Gumpa almost pointed out that Black generally didn’t stick around to help either, but decided against it : the kid talking about anything else than their next move was a rare enough occurrence. Better not nip it in the bud.
"I don’t know about that," he mused instead. "My younger brother has three siblings and I don’t think he’s picked up after himself even once in his life."
"That’s what elder siblings are for."
"Ha ! Good thing my sisters didn’t see it that way. I would have gone mad, always taking care of a four-people mess all by myself."
"Aren’t you taking care of a five-people mess right now ?"
"You’re helping me, aren’t you ?"
Black snorted. They’d brought the dishes to the courtyard and set out to clean them. "So, you’re the eldest of four ?"
"Two sisters, one brother. You ?"
"Eldest too, by an hour. He took his sweet time."
"A twin ?"
"You think ?"
"Okay, smartass." He flicked water at him. Black rolled his eyes, but said nothing. The heat of the day had lessened, and the night air was companionably warm – the silence too.
It remained that way until they were back inside, cigarette smoked, dishes stored, table wiped, and Gumpa took two beers from the fridge.
"About what we do," asked Black. "Do your siblings know ?"
Gumpa opened his bottle and swallowed a mouthfull. It gave him some time. "No. No one does. A few years ago, my sister – the oldest – was arrested for helping women get illegal abortions." He tensed despite himself, bracing for the usual comments and questions, but Black didn’t talk. He just kept looking at him with the aggressive focus typically reserved for their plans. "As you can guess, this was a pretty hard time for the family. Harder for her, of course, she’s not done building herself back up, but – if I can save my parents some worries over another child… I have to try, at least."
"But you didn’t tel your sister either. The oldest, I mean."
"Nah." He couldn’t help but smile.  "She’d try to help."
To his surprise, Black was smiling too, and raised his beer in an I’ll-drink-to-that gesture. It seemed as good a time as any to pry.
"And your brother, does he know ?"
The smile vanished like it’d never been there.
"We were separated," Black said, after a long enough moment that Gumpa had wondered if the conversation was over. "When our parents divorced.  Father took one, Mom the other. I tried to write, but I assume they intercepted my letters – don’t ask me why, I won’t answer. And don’t tell me that’s fucked up because I already know."
What was there to reply to that ? Gumpa took another beer and held it out. Black nodded curtly.
"I don’t want him anywhere near all that anyway. He’s not like me, he’s..." He gave a vague handwave, leaving it for Gumpa to figure out. Softer. Fragile. Better, maybe, as in worth more. "It’s ugly here, and it’s only gonna get worse."
There they were.
"Things getting worse, is that why you didn’t leave tonight ?"
"Nothing gets past you."
"Come on, Black."
"My roommate, my – the guy I’m crashing at, I told you about him."
"Todd."
"Hmm. He’s more crooked than I believed, I think. Or exactly as much, but I’m only facing it now."
"Black..."
"I don’t need comfort. I don’t need your input at all. I’ll deal with him if I have to, and that’s the end of it. Understood ?"
"Normally I’d tell you off for bossing me around under my roof, but you get a pass this time. Understood, I won’t meddle."
"Thanks."
"Don’t make me regret it."
"Oh, piss off."
The impulse came, unexpected : to ruffle the younger man’s hair, give him an embarassing hug. He didn’t indulge. They weren’t brothers.
"Gumpa ?"
"Yes ?"
"Can I stay here tonight ? I’ll sleep on the couch, and I’ll be gone first thing in the morning."
You can stay as long as you need, he wanted to say, but he wasn’t sure it would be well received.
"Sean might not even come back tonight. You could sleep in his bed."
"I’d rather gouge my eyes out," replied Black quite genially, and they went back to their drink.
"I met your brother the other day."
Black, of course, doesn’t answer.
"Kid just showed up at your uni, all dressed like you and ready to poke his nose into everything. He’s in over his head, and scared shitless, but he holds on for your sake. You should be proud."
Gumpa sighs. He can’t stay long – it was a bad idea, coming here, but he had to.
"I don’t know who told him about you. And I don’t know how to convince him to trust us. But I’ll look after him, you have my word. I’m trying to make him stay at the garage. Let’s hope he’s less of a loner than you."
He rises. There is nothing more to say, nothing more to do. No point in ruminating his failures. He still looks back before he lets the curtain drop.
"If he does take me up on the offer," he says. "I’ll make him room with Sean. With any luck, that’ll piss you off enough fo you to wake up."
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quodekash · 10 months
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DAD
"people in my generation never won. all i can do is encourage the new generation to fight along." HES SUCH A DAD HE'S THE DADDEST DAD
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I LOVE HIM SO FREAKING MUCH
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H E L L Y E A H
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mmmmmm *slam poetry clicking sounds*
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his knowing smile
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THEY ARE BROTHERS
I LOVE THEM
GERSHKDGBHJVD DONT MIND ME LAUGHING HYSTERICALLY OVER THE FACT THAT THEIR NAMES ARE BLACK AND WHITE AND THEYRE WEARING BLACK AND WHITE
ITS JUST SO FUNNY TO ME
i also can barely fathom the fact that they are both gun atthaphan. theyre both such drastically different people. at this point they dont even look the same, and yet theyre literally played by the same person
he's such a phenomenal actor
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okay, its still funny to me that Black is wearing black and White is wearing white. but what's really lovely and interesting is how they have elements of each other in their clothes.
Black has that little patch on the back of his jacket, the stitching around the jacket.
and on White, you can find Black in his jeans, his shoes, and the shadows of his clothes
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OKAY, 12 MINUTES AND 47 SECONDS AND THEN THE SERIES IS OVER
HELP
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annahi-red · 1 year
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I don't understand why no one talks about the fact that Black preferred being handcuffed to Sean, because he didn't want him to go looking for his little brother.😭
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And Black literally questions why Gumpa made White work. I mean, White is small and he doesn't have to make a lot of effort.
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unsaidjatp · 1 year
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what if g & b isnt geneblack or gramblack but a secret third thing (gumpablack)
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staysinvegas · 2 years
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Why aren't we doing a Not Me rewatch event? Like watching an episode every Sunday like we did back then and then talking about details we may have missed back then? Or like just crying about how hard a particular episode had hit you and how you felt watching it again? I wanna rekindle the Not Me fandom. I think we moved on too quickly from the masterpiece that show was.
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pigeonriot · 1 year
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Gumpa is like "I'm not angry, I'm just disappointed", meanwhile Black is like "Oh, I'm definitely angry."
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White: wait black how did you wake up from the coma so quickly I checked on you the day before and you looked terrible
* black looks at him*
White: I don’t know my heart rate just came up to a high rate on its own, we’re you running that night
*Sean smirks as white chokes on some water*
Sean: you don’t wanna know what we were doing
*Black sits up and looks at them grossed out*
Black: White tell me he’s lying, I did not wake up because you guys had sex
White: I uhh gotta go
*white walks away as black is very grossed out and seans just smirking*
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imma-bunni · 8 months
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I'm totally normal about the hand on neck thing Gumpa does in this fic by @manaji-throne (Black is totally normal about it too..)
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bunnakit · 7 months
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it low key drives me insane that everyone in the gang has a tattoo EXCEPT Sean and i have no idea if that's coincidental or intentional (and if the latter what the reasoning would be)
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rares-posts · 2 years
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I Will Love You As...
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Not Me | เขา...ไม่ใช่ผม
From:Lemony Snicket, The Beatrice Letters(A Series of Unfortunate Events)
Masterlist of edits
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