Another Old Drawing

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you misspelled fagmaxxer

ngl when i first cut my hair it made things worse because it emphasized my feminine features, I keep my hair long now because somehow it frames my face and makes me look more masculine. still dont pass, but I will soon with healthcare

Being trans has two sides.

One side says I need to look like a mixture of Hunter Sylvester, Larry Johnson, and Heavy.

The other side says "If you grow your hair out you look too girly"

And its ANNOYING

im going to shit your pants /th

R.I.P. Sally Face, you would've loved Jojo Siwa...

ooeeoo just like buddy holly

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oh oh and youre mary tyler moorre 😫🗣️

status update hope my next breath is my last 🫶

ridiculously long list of larry johnson hcs because fuck you he doesnt get enough love

Tw for depressing ass shit

- larry is a tired clumsy airhead, and as a result he always has SOMETHING spilled, wiped, or drawn on his clothes.

- undiagnosed adhd, and probably a few other things

- both him and sal collect bottlecaps, they like to make pins out of cool ones they find, often trading them like pokemon cards. they have multiple matching friendship ones. on common ones though, he likes to flatten and paint.

- larry's mental health generally sucks, but when things get really bad he stops caring about his physical safety, often pulling some reckless shit. even when he gets hurt from it, he doesnt seem to mind. Times like these kinda scare him, and he tries to avoid falling into them.

- despite seemingly "not caring about anything" (as he puts it) during these episodes, he's still fiercely protective of his friends and tries to be gentle with them, both physically and emotionally.

- callused hands, fingers yellowed from smoking.

- big fan of gas stations when he's high, practically raids that shit. one of his nicknames is "stoner jesus"

- he's openly bisexual and flirts with random people for fun. its usually something light. dorky pickup lines, stupid puns.. he Never expects it to be shot back at him but on the rare occasion it happens, he turns into a giggling mess.

- he actually pissed off travis even worse a few times with it, I could go into it further but this isnt a larvis post so i'll spare you all. For now.

- his favorite horror movies are the funny ones

- he isnt much of a drinker, mostly around holidays and just to get a little buzzed. spiked eggnog and fireball are his go-to's. Drunk christmas karaoke is one of his favorite things (he's constantly giving sal secondhand embarrassment). 2 words, mariah carrey.

- For awhile he genuinely tried to be a good student but because he was so far behind and his undiagnosed adhd, the teachers started to demonize him. Eventually he realized it didnt matter how hard he tried, so he just gave up. The only subject he likes is art, so that's where he focuses all his energy and actually tries.

- skips school sometimes but lisa tends to give him hell for it so he tries not to do it too often, mostly just skips certain classes if hes really not feeling it.

- almost always comes to school high

- his room is such a mess. sal tries to help him with it but he has similar struggles. whenever ash or todd come over, it becomes a group effort and shit gets done rather quickly. luckily no biohazards, so its not like his room really needs a DEEP clean but still. its nice.

- larry fucking LOVES jack black movies, also stupid stoner movies.

- Loves the arcade too, You'd think his favorite would be guitar hero, but that's more for sal. his favorite is mortal combat or those car racing games that you sit in with the steering wheel.

- larry cant cook for shit, hes always burning something, it always turns out gross and inedible. unless he's stoned, in which case he magically turns into a michelin star chef. weird ass combinations, but it always turns out really good.

- despite being shit at cooking, he still tries to help his mom with it, even though he mostly ends up just being in the way and she eventually shoos him out of the kitchen

- he smells super musky, with cheap cologne and the faint scent of weed

- when he was really little, he had a dinosaur onsie that he would wear everywhere, very rarely taking it off until it started to get too tight. he was beyond devastated when he realized he grew out of it, lisa had to pry it away from him in fear that he would accidentally destroy it. She keeps it in her closet collecting dust. Its one of the few things she kept from before jim disappeared. despite it bringing up memories of what things used to be like before he "left", she couldnt bear to throw it out.

- sometimes when larry needs comfort, he sneaks into her room and steals it temporarily. on sleepless nights, he zips it over his pillows as a makeshift pillowcase, its one of the few things that help him relax. It's always put back in place by the next morning. Lisa has no idea, and he's far too embarrassed about it to say anything to her.

- the only person who knows about this is sal because of their sleepovers. One night He was high as balls and got paranoid, when he tried to sleep it off the fear was just too much so away he crept, into lisa's room. Of course he made sal come with him, he sure as shit wasnt going alone.

- when questioned about it, larry refused to answer and so sal let it go figuring he would tell him when he was ready.

- Larry Harbors an obscene amount of guilt. struggles with sh off and on, tries not to relapse unless things get really unbearable. to prevent this, him and the SF gang (primarily ash) regularly doodle and sometimes paint on the places he's prone to harm.

- when he can feel himself slipping into an episode, larry makes it a point to braid his hair so it won't get matted. tries to brush it and rebraid it at least once a week, but often struggles to find the energy and lets it sit in for longer. Not to mention, a lot of the times he stops showering which makes it even harder to braid because of the greasiness.

- has given himself a few amateur stick and pokes. They look like shit, and he knows it but he's still very proud of them.

- the ink he uses for it fades pretty fast

- he's also tried to give himself piercings, but always fucks it up so he takes them out and slaps a bandaid over it

- collects different kinds of flavored chapstick, takes a bite out of them sometimes when he thinks no one is looking (ofc sal has caught him a few times but has never said anything)

- after he first met megan, he was scared shitless. slept with the lights on for the next few weeks and refused to shut the door when going to the bathroom, insisting to his mom on keeping the shower curtain open at all times (he tried to act chill about it around sal and it kinda worked. kinda.) after awhile he eventually calmed down but still finds himself getting really nervous whenever him and sal talk to a ghost, though he would never admit it.

- has a picture of his dad in a locket but rarely wears it because he's afraid he'll accidentally break it. always keeps it with him though, usually in his pocket, holding it as he walks.

- Despite his general demeanor he's quite the gentleman, always holding doors open and really courteous towards women. Most people don't expect it just based on his appearance, but Lisa raised him right.

- also he's hot as fuck.

- we all know larry is a metalhead, but what kind of metal is his favorite? It generally depends on his mood but id say sludge, thrash, and doom.

- You're telling me this man, who is depressed as fuck and also a stoner wouldnt eat up some electric wizard? saint vitus? bitch, please. I know quite a few albums that would bring him to his knees.

- And I know I'm prolly gonna get hate for this but I notice when a lot of other people write about larry (AND sal), they tend to lean towards nu metal or just plain emo. And while I don't think either of them would mind it, The lyrics and vocals of Sanity's fall feels more reminiscent of death or black metal and given the fact that SF is his favorite band, I don't think he would listen to that kind of stuff, at least not on a regular basis. Ash on the other hand definitely would.

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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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