I Hate How People Are Ignoring The Fact That There Is A Canonical Reason For Humans Having 4 Fingers

so this might be the funniest thing ive ever seen

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is this how i request…. uhhh larry excitedly showing u new bands in his room… idk i just want larry fics…

𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 || Larry x Male!Reader

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The late afternoon sun filtered through the partially drawn blinds, casting soft rays of light across the room. You followed your boyfriend, Larry, with a mix of curiosity and amusement. His excitement was palpable, and he had insisted on a surprise that required a bit of secrecy. As he guided you by the shoulders, his hands gently covering your eyes, you could barely contain your anticipation.

“Lar, can I open my eyes yet?” you asked, trying to keep the playful tone in your voice. You could hear him shuffling around, maybe adjusting something or moving things.

“Not yet!” Larry’s voice came through with a playful edge. “I promise, it’s worth the wait.”

You heard him mumbling and moving things around, a few grunts of effort slipping through. Probably moving stuff out of the way on his floor. You waited patiently, feeling a mix of excitement and mild confusion.

“Alright, ready? Now! Ta-da!!” Larry’s voice burst with enthusiasm as he finally lifted his hands away from your eyes.

When you opened your eyes, you were met with a sight that took a moment to fully register. The room, which had once been relatively plain, was now a vibrant display of rock music history. Posters of bands adorned the walls, each one meticulously arranged. There was Spectral Wound, Darkthrone, and Weedeater—what he called the holy trinity of the metal.

You looked around, taking in the array of posters. Each one was a tribute to a band Larry had often talked about, their artwork capturing the essence of their music. You turned to Larry, who was beaming with pride.

“You brought me all the way here just to show me posters?” you asked, trying to stifle a laugh. The absurdity of the situation made it hard to keep a straight face.

Larry’s face fell slightly, and he looked at you with a mock hurt expression. “Hey, it’s not just any posters. It’s Spectral Wound, Darkthrone, and Weedeater! The holy trinity of metal. This is a big deal!”

You chuckled, unable to resist his enthusiasm. “I see, I see. So, you’ve turned your room into a shrine to the gods of metal. I have to admit, it does look impressive.”

Larry’s face lit up with a satisfied grin. “I knew you’d appreciate it! I’ve been saving up for these posters for ages. I found some of them in rare collector’s shops, and I finally managed to get them framed and hung up.”

You walked over to one of the posters, admiring the detailed artwork. “I can see you’ve put a lot of thought into this. The way you’ve arranged them, it’s like a metal history lesson.”

Larry chuckled, moving closer to you. “Exactly! I wanted it to be more than just a bunch of posters on a wall. I wanted it to feel like a tribute to the bands that have influenced me so much. And of course, I wanted to share it with you.”

You glanced around the room, noticing the little touches that made it uniquely Larry. There were small figurines and vinyl records displayed on shelves, and a few well-placed LED lights added a dramatic flair to the space.

“It’s really cool, Lar,” you said, genuinely impressed. “I can tell you’ve put a lot of effort into this. It’s like your personal concert hall.”

Larry’s grin widened, and he reached out to give you a quick hug. “Thanks! I was hoping you’d like it. I wanted to make this place special, a reflection of what I love and who I am.”

You pulled back from the hug, looking at him with a warm smile. “I do like it. It’s very… you. And I’m glad you’ve made this space for yourself. It’s nice to see you so passionate about something.”

Larry’s eyes softened ever so slightly, and he gave a small nod. “I’m glad you think so. And I’m really glad you’re here to see it. It makes it even better.”

You stood together in the newly decorated room, the posters and memorabilia creating a backdrop to the moment. It was clear that this space was more than just a room; it was a reflection of Larry’s interests and passions, and it was something he wanted to share with you.

“So,” you said, glancing around, “what’s next? Are we going to have a metal listening party to celebrate?”

Larry’s eyes lit up at the suggestion. “Absolutely! I’ve got a stack of vinyl records I’ve been dying to play. We can crank up the volume and rock out. It’ll be the perfect way to break in the new setup.”

You laughed, feeling a rush of excitement at the prospect. “Sounds like a plan. Let’s do it!”

As you settled in with Larry, the room filled with the sounds of powerful guitar riffs and pounding drums. The posters seemed to come alive with the music, creating an atmosphere that was both exhilarating and deeply personal. It was a night of celebration, not just of the new decorations, but of the shared joy and connection that music—and Larry’s enthusiasm—brought into your lives.

And as the music played on, you knew that this room, with all its posters and memorabilia, was a testament to Larry’s passion and the special bond you both shared.

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"Kitten?" *Looks up* "Well that sounds nice." *Smiles under mask*

now who the fuck said this, don't be shy come forward

Sal, do you think that if there's facial reconstruction surgery, there's the opposite?

like

facial fuckup surgery

for those that are like

idfk

have BIID or smth and are very dysphoric with having a "normal" face?

-someone who really wants to get reverse reconstruction

"I..." *Looks away* "I-I don't know...."

i felt the need to tell a trusted adult but then i remembered IM supposed to be the trusted adult so now idk what to do my brain is short circuiting

im fabulous, send that to Travis and see how he reacts lol

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my hyperfixation will never die lol btw i would like to see ur comments/reposts! it really motivates me sooo much💔

thanks for reading! love u!

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SAL SAL I THINK I NICKED MY NEW PIERCING AND IT WONT STOP GUSHING BLOOD EVERYWHERE AND I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO IM SCARED

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