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(Kiss and) Make up || HuLou

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So Huey had news.

Huey had big huge news and no one to share it with cause Mei and been there and so had like, everyone else, and his brothers—

His brothers still weren't speaking to him.

Which was fair, he really couldn't blame them, but now he was just— he missed them. He missed the way they would elbow each other going up the stairs or the fight over the shreddies in the morning or the way they, or more like he, would burst into their rooms unannounced with something to show them, something cool. He wanted to talk to them, and not just because he had news — right now he would gladly sit and talk about the weather or their English homework if it meant he could talk to them.

The house was just so quiet these days. Before, Huey thought he would like the quiet. Now he knew he didn’t like the quiet at all. At least, not this kind of quiet, creeping into every corner of the house until it was suffocating.

Anyway. He was standing outside of Louie's room, thinking. Contemplating. Should he knock? Louie hadn't been at the wedding, he didn't know... still, it felt kind of bad, going to one brother and not the other, and Huey didn’t want to start another fight...

Before he could doubt himself Huey raised his fist and knocked, holding his breath as he waited for the response.

[hulou]

Minnesota State Fair. 2017.

[the-smartest-mallard]

It's not telling if it's your brother || HuLou

Huey: You know Urchin, right?

Huey: What do you think of him?

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Go get Mr Steak || HuLou

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Huey was severely lacking on the details right now, and that was why he was... fidgeting. Straightening books that looked vaguely wonky on his shelf, pulling his bed sheets into place, glancing out of the window every three seconds. He was waiting for Uncle Donald's car to pull up, because in Uncle Donald's car would be Louie, and then Huey could go and get the details he needed to stop worrying.

Louie had been punched. Louie had a black eye. Louie'd gotten detention. Those were the only things Huey knew, really, though Huey did his best not to listen to gossip in the first place. He would wait and here what Louie had to say — he was just mad that he hadn't been there himself.

There was the sound of tires on the drive, and then car doors slamming. He waited, listening to the footsteps come up the stairs and then, when he thought that Louie was safely in his room, Huey all but jogged into it with his first aid kit in tow.

"You gotta tell me— oo, ouch." Huey stopped in his tracks, blinking when he saw his brothers face. Well. At least everyone would know which one was Louie, for a while. "You okay?"

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Brother to Brother || HuLou

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Huey was a super good listener. And so yeah, sometimes when he was in class and he had finished whatever exercise they were doing, he tuned into the conversations happening in whispers around him, if there were any to be heard. He wasn't like, spying — it wasn't a bad thing! And most of the time he tuned back out anyway, when he realised it was nothing interesting and they were just asking each other for answers or trying to hammer down weekend plans, but there was an exception to every rule.

Much like today, in his English class. Huey had ended up hearing something that was not only shocking and hilarious, but also noteworthy. He carried it around like a little note in his pocket all day, through the journey home, through dinner, and through homework time sat at his desk until he was in his pyjamas, teeth brushed and hair still damp from the shower. Huey walked into Louie's room after a brief knock on his door and made a beeline for the bed, not even bothering to look around because he knew it was going to be messy and if he looked at the mess he'd never get to the point of his visit because he'd end up cleaning, so. Huey flopped down onto his brother's bed and looked at him with a wide grin and a strange glint in his eye (that kind of mischievous glint was reserved for Louie, most days, but Huey got his turn every now and again).

"I learned something very interesting today," He mused, pressing his fingertips together in a very Mr. Burns-esque move before he elbowed Louie to make sure he absolutely had his attention. "Something you might wanna know about. You, personally."

[hulou]

This band has shaped me more than I sometimes care to admit. They have introduced me to so many things and people and places I like. It’s sometimes easier to hide this than admit how much of an impact they have had. Because the image associated with fans is almost always negative.

But judgement over taste is lame. So fuck off.

This was such a huge part of my life a year ago. Aside from what I think now or my relationship with this “scene”, it’s because of these boys I’ve lived the life I’ve wanted the last year.

Through them I was able to love a city I had only wished to leave. I managed to get out and do shit, even without having a mode of transportation majority of the time. I made acquaintances; and sometimes the little things make the most difference.

I lived one of the happiest years of my life this last year and I’d be lying if I said Hippo Campus didn’t impact this at least slightly.

Live your life. Do what makes you happy. Maybe see a show and reflect on the crazy year you've had. Friends, there is a lot more out there than you think. I don't always believe it. But it's very true.

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peace at home

i love loud! now with truth and forgiveness i’ve learned all things are tied rivers flow from one home to another and the sky connects us all

there is a home in this body i have nourishing is to love! and to love is to give

it is a daily battle to find peace but those are the days that are clear

certainly this is what i want to see a cup with liquid a connected love a forgiving Father and boundless world

but years of grief have left me tender! this is the truth i have claimed to be only trapped in a far away childhood

darling i am hurt and healing and that takes time but finally i am giving myself the option to know relief

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transformation

i told you how i write less than i used to you told me you were sorry and to write more that you didn’t want to hold me back and that i should pursue

but it is harder now to document these moments because they are things that i have never experienced

i used to write with such watery eyes my words held so much sadness i didn’t know what to do with myself

what if i only know how to write sad i don’t want to fuck up these memories express them in an incorrect way because they are some of the happiest i have

i’m slowly reframing the world around me realizing that there is more out there i want so much more now

it’s taken me over 18 years to reframe my world but i am starting to see new

this is thanks to you boy