Sam. Cait. TPTB. You win. I'm done trying to chase clues and innuendo, receipts and meaningful looks. You don't want to be seen. Got it. I no longer care.
I'm going out on a limb here and expressing my gratitude for arabellainthsky for stealing a Harry Styles fic. I was so emotionally invested in the fic that I tracked down the original, read it and then read the rest of mysterymixtapes works.
Three fics later, I finally did a search on Harry Styles, discovered Larry Stylinson and found my fandom. The fandom that has such a huge pile of proofs it makes all of the receipts for SC look like the delusional ravings of a madman. My God. I am gobsmacked by how much Harry and Louis want us to see.
That is the crux of the matter. Harry & Louis (Larry) want to be seen. SC do not. Fine. I'll go where I'm wanted.
Sam. Cait. It was fun while it lasted and I made incredible, life-long friends that mean the world to me, but you no longer have the same appeal. I still believe you are together but the extent you are willing to sacrifice your character makes my respect for you dwindle. So, I'm going while I still care about Jamie and Claire, before you ruin that for me, too.
For those that follow this blog and want to see what this Larry Stylinson business is about, my other Tumblr is pissoff-wanker























