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@vancityryreynolds
Txt→ Sebastian
Seb: I am not the most dramatic person in the room, that is by far you. Have you read your own posts?
Seb: Believe it's 25.
Seb: What exactly do I need rescuing from?
Ryan: Well, it's you when I'm not there. No, I haven't.
Ryan: Then 25 is my new lucky number.
Ryan: You're own pathetic and lonely life? I don't know, just spitballing here...
blckelivcly:
Who am I to shame a man’s fetish. As long as you’re not attempting to dip me into a vat of honey and lick it off of me from my toes up. The toes are off limits. I mean it only proves the theory more and more, they take after their daddy. I carry them for 40 weeks. A total of 120 weeks all together and they turn out like you. I’m demanding the next baby you find a way to carry him or her.
That would be pretty shitty, I’m glad you realize it. Blake, how dare you even suggest such a thing! You know I’m more of a maple syrup guy myself, if anything. Agreed. Wait...how does it? I mean, it’s survival of the fittest, they just see I’m going to be the one to keep them alive. I’ve been alive longer then you, and they can sense it. Um...I don’t know how i feel about this...
Txt→ Sebastian
Seb: Am not dramatic. We were supposed to be social distancing, that's what I did. I didn't lose my mind either. Just haven't done much.
Seb: How many kids you aiming for? the world record?
Seb: How does sex with your wife have to do with me sitting around miserably? And it hasn't been miserably. I'm not fantasizing about you and your wife, trust me.
Ryan: Says the most dramatic person in the room. Okay, so what's your excuse now? Didn't you?
Ryan: Not sure. How many people do you need on board to create your own religion?
Ryan: If you have to ask, Sebastian, then you'll never know. My poor boy. My poor sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet boy. You don't even see it. It's fine. You'll be fine. I'm here to rescue you now.
Txt→ Sebastian
Seb: We were in quarantine for like eight years, asshole. What was I supposed to do? I don't have an army of little people to keep me busy.
Seb: Too much effort. Please tell me you started naming them after their number order because I'll never remember.
Seb: Yeah sure, whatever gets you off, Ryan. If someone else thinking about you doing your wife is it for you. Good to know.
Ryan: You're so dramatic! You don't need an army, one person, probably could have helped you not lose your god damn mind during it.
Ryan: Of course I have, how else would I keep track of the little demons?
Ryan: Hey, i'm not the one who said it, Sebby. You did. You brought it up.
Ryan: Speaking of sex with my wife, you've been sitting around miserably alone for too fucking long. I don't know how many more times I have to keep telling you this before you do something about it.
Txt→ Sebastian
Seb: I'm embarrassed to admit I'm getting into a shit ton of nothing, and you'll be judging me for it.
Seb: What are you on kid number fifteen or sixteen now?
Seb: I mean don't you basically always have sex to make that happen so how the fuck you have time to text me?
Ryan: You're right. I am judging you for it. Quite harshly, I might add. What the fuck man?
Ryan: It's eighteen and I'd appreciate it if you made a better effort to remember.
Ryan: ...So instead of having sex on your own, you're here imagining how much me and Blake have sex? Interesting...
Txt→ Sebastian
Ryan: What's up fucker, what are you getting up to these days? Go ahead, tell papa Ryan all your juicy secrets, I promise to give you at least a day before I leak them to TMZ...
find someone who looks at you like blake and ryan look at each other bc thats real
MRowley: How did you not confuse the yellow ketchup with mustard? @VancityReynolds
VancityReynolds: You didn't. It was chaos. Very dark times @MRowlet
MRowley: That was a real thing @vancityreynolds?
Vancityreynolds: @MRowley Sure was. Purple, green, yellow. It was fucking terrifying.
Vancityreynolds: Remember when colored ketchup was a thing? That was a fucking mistake...I hope whoever was behind that idea at Heinz got demoted at the very least...
blckelivcly:
Oh yeah, I know just the ways to get you off. Food porn is it for you. Though no one will be surprised that’s your kink. Excuse me, rice crispy treats do not leave crumbs! They do however support sticky fingers…. how’s that work for you? Exactly, I mean I’m eating the product, keeping them safe and healthy, and they think they have a right to look at me with their judgey little eyes? I’m sure they’ll be asking for their next fix from you anyway and we all know that means you’ll be running them to McDonalds without a second though.
You do. It’s really the only reason why I married you. You were the only one who didn’t shame that particular fetish, but yet embraced it. Well, to be fair, I wasn’t exactly paying attention and thought you said rice cakes. So. Sticky fingers aren’t a good as a crumby face, but I’ll take it. Those little dicks! How dare they! Where do they get off? I won’t argue, we both know that’s exactly how it’ll happen. You know me well.
blckelivcly:
Decided to snack on my girls rice crispy treats while they were supposed to be napping or playing quietly. Well, they weren’t, they found me shoving them full in my face…talking chewing a mostly full rice crispy bar while already opening another, and damn they’re looking at me like I got caught with my hand in the cookie jar. Don’t they know that I buy these damn treats? I’m basically their dealer.
Are you trying to talk dirty to me right now, is that what’s going on? Because that sounds so hot. I can picture it now, crumbs everywhere...I may have already finished just at the thought. You are their dealer, but I just appreciate you keeping it healthy for them, since we know I sure as fuck don’t. One of us needs to be the responsible dealer, glad it’s you.
Acting has given me a way to channel my angst. I feel like an overweight, pimply faced kid a lot of the time - and finding a way to access that insecurity, and put it toward something creative is incredibly rewarding. I feel very lucky.