larry- one shots

anonymous said

Anonymous said: fmk beckham cristano messi

kill messi and ronaldo so i can fuck and marry beckham

Tagged: #i'm posh spice now bitches, #but for real can becks call me, #anon

Anonymous said: do u like beyonce

what
what is this
i'd let beyonce run over me in my car, because i'm sure her car is much nicer than mine and my blood doesn't deserve to be on it

Tagged: #what sort of question is this,#do i love beyonce wtf,#question for you anon,#do YOU love YOUR mother,#that's what i thought,#anon

Anonymous said: i'm so scared i think someone told my parents i have a boyfriend and now they're going to kick me out of the house and i don't know what to do please help please

come off anon darling, i'll find you some help

Tagged: #anon

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It all starts in two different ways for two different people that happen to intersect into one happy accident, or so they believe when they look back later and laugh about things like coincidences. They can't see the way it was inevitable, that the tapestry could be flipped and a dozen, a hundred different threads were what tied them together; that if it hadn't been through an online ask box then it would have been in line at a coffee shop, or a beginning of the semester meeting between them as a TA and a student, in the bathroom while auditioning for a talent show, trading glances while on dates with other people at the same restaurant, or maybe in the narrow space between the shelves of a bookshop, but we'll get to that particular scenario a little later.

It starts because one of them reaches out for help, reaching out in the only way that makes sense, reaching out to strangers because his friends are ignoring his outstretched hand. He's grasping at straws and they aren't the fun kind, they're the kind that come laced with a desperation and fear, make his mouth go dry and make him shake in his trainers. He's searching out for a compassionate ear to listen, and he stumbles across someone who does so much more than that.

It starts because the other one felt a pull, a need to ease all the aching hearts and no clear place to start. A voluntary Atlas, shouldering the weight of the world for those who can't do the same. He'd always wanted to be a superhero; maybe he never ran across a radioactive spider, but he did find a website full of confused people that he could attempt to herd toward happiness, and some of them almost let him.

It starts this way but it could've started a hundred different ways, and it was always going to end the same: by not ending, by stretching on forever like a sunlit horizon line. Neverending, that's their end.

But the beginning is here, and it starts like this:

A scared boy clicks Ask, and, a mere thirty miles away, a boy who's also scared but who's almost learned to tame it clicks Answer.

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Anonymous said: Hiiii. I know you probably talk to lots of people, but you answered my ask when I needed someone to talk to a few weeks ago and another one a few days ago about how to talk to my mum about me being gay. I just wanted to say thank you and that I'm planning to talk to her today, fingers crossed .x

i'm so proud of you ! let me know how it goes, i'll be thinking of you

Tagged: #anon

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Tagged: #is my anon who was going to talk to their mum out there? #how'd it go babe? #i'm dying for an update