It's been 20 years today since David Shore looked at all the weirdos, cripples and faggots in the world and went pspspspsps
Woah. So Neil canonically got waterboarded. That's fucked up. Do yall think he gets nightmares about that particular incident? Cause the incident really stuck with Jean and Neil experienced it. What if one night he gets a reminder of the torture?
What if he dreams about riko laying a cloth over his face, tying his hands to the headboard, ordering him not to move or he'll pay for it in an even worse way. He commands Jean to hold down his legs for him, threatening to hurt HIM if he does.
And then he feels water.
He's drowning. Water's flooding his nose, his mouth, his eyes as he struggles to keep them shut. He's drowning. He can't breathe. Water's up his nostrils now. Jean finding it hard to hold him down due to Neil's constant struggling and getting death glares from Riko himself.
He's drowning. He can't breathe. Neil is going to die.
Nathaniel is going to die.
"NEIL."
That's all it takes for him to realize it was all just a dream. But was it?
"Neil, are you awake?", Andrew's voice is barely a whisper, against the wind jostling from the windows.
"Yeah.", it takes him a while to realize what he was doing. He releases his hand from his throat and sets them on his knees.
"Choking yourself to death seems the most impractical way to die, in my opinion."
Silence.
"Wanna talk?"
nobody plays a deranged closeted homosexual in love with his best friend quite like robert sean leonard
I'm rereading trb right now and the whole blue and adam arc is going on. So in gansey's pov he's constantly being like "uhh why are they so close to each other" or " are they holding hands wth". And he quickly removes these thoughts from his head, cuz he doesn't want to seem negative or pessimistic. But was he jealous of blue stealing his cute best friend or adam flirting with a new hot girl?
something about marlene being harry’s godmother and dorcas being luna’s just aches in the best, worst way.
marlene, loud and brave and always laughing with a bruised knuckle and glitter on her cheek. the kind of person who would’ve picked baby harry up with one arm and a butterbeer in the other, calling him “mini prongs” while james yelled from the background, “you’re not allowed to teach him swears yet!”
dorcas. bold and fierce in a quiet way. who loved with her whole chest but rarely said it out loud. who would’ve seen the strange and lovely in luna right away—no hesitation, no mockery. just: “you see the world differently. that’s good. don’t stop.”
marlene, who would’ve taught harry how to throw a punch and flirt at the same time. who’d show up to his Quidditch matches in a jacket bedazzled with “potter #1.” who’d say “be loud about the things you love, kid.”
dorcas, who would’ve have taken luna on long walks in the forest, teaching her how to recognize the magic in the way leaves fall. how to fight with elegance and walk with peace. she’d tell her, “you don’t need to change a thing.” who’d teach her how to find magic in silence.
NAUR YOURE DONE-
(In Andrew and Neil's new house)
Andrew, after an exy game: Kevin you can stay in the panic room for now.
Kevin: Wait you guys have a panic room?
Neil, a little shit : Kevin, any room you're in is a panic room.
There's this thing called being the cutest ever and. Well. They've gone pro
happy birthday scorpio icon ronan lynch. moodboard. you agree