#all the whump for you guys

[lunavagans]

Okay but like

Why haven‘t I seen anybody talk about how uneven the red is on his cheeks? And he looks like he‘s about to cry? I‘m connecting the dots, and it‘s unpleasant.

EDIT BECAUSE HOLY SHIT THIS STILL HAUNTS ME: The job of painters usually is also to make someone look better than they actually do, meaning this being shown was a deliberate choice. It‘s not just that Gepetto hit him. It‘s that he chose to show it, too. What the hell

#lies of p #carlo #new headcanon acquired: gepetto hit him before making him sit for this portrait and the painter couldn‘t do shit about it #all the whump for you guys #lies of p carlo #ah so it‘s stewing-in-misery saturday how wonderful

[marcobodtlives]

Current mood is Jean napping on Armin and the horse cus he bonked his head during a super important fight

He’s just having a lil nap, leave him be

#he’s just a little guy #lil lil dude #bonked his head we should all feel sorry for him #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #jean kirschtein #armin arlert #jean kirstein #jearmin #if you want #they are pretty cutesy here I won’t lie #but then again I just love the hurt/protective trope so #whump #I mean a head bonk isn’t really whump but yknow

[lumpsbumpsandwhumps]

i feel like some people are out here fighting tooth and nail to justify any interest they have in whump and that it's NOT for sexual reasons and that they DON'T condone this irl and they would NEVER want this actions to be used on others and like baby you realize there's people out here who jerk off to the idea of sentient boeing 747s that vore all the passengers. like. you're fine.

#i promise you're not going to super hell if you like whump as a kink #and if you are then we're going together baby we can hold hands on the way down #remember that you live in the same world the thanos diaper guy who had 0 problem putting that on blast for all of marvel/facebook to see

[save-the-villainous-cat]

Hii, I'm here to drop a request~

Okay so, i have a thing for self-distrustive characters. Here's the idea: give me a self-harming hero who is too weak to act on it alone and willingly surrenders themselves to villain assuming (hoping maybe) they would torture them for information. Villain tho reluctant, doesn't hesitate to hurt the hero not too seriously tho. But for our self distrustive hero whatever the villain is doing is not enough to make them feel the relief they're seeking so~ let it slip out. Let them thoughtlessly cry out for more. And then give me a shocked villain. A concerned, regretful and lastly caring enough to treat their wounds villain. Give me an unresponsive to the villain's treatment hero. If you'd like to ass anything feel free <3

Much love to you friend, stay hydrated, we love you ~<33

It wasn’t like it didn’t hurt. 

It just didn’t hurt enough. That’s why the hoarse please had slipped from their tongue. And it was why the weak more followed. Judging from their actions, the villain hadn’t heard it right away but when the hero cried harder, the villain’s hands came to a stop. 

They’d broken three fingers, not to mention the shattered ankle. What had happened to their ankle had felt just but once the villain had moved on to their fingers, the hero had secretly begging them to break harder bones, like their collarbone or maybe even their ulna. It was sick, they knew it in their heart. It was maniacal and disturbing to feel like this.

Heroes were supposed to save people, even if their own well-being came in last. Saving themselves counted too.

The villain let go of their hand, eyes darting between the hero’s.

“What did you just say to me?” The villain’s hands went through the hero’s hair, getting a full grip of them, pulling them up.

The hero thought about their broken ankle. About how they wouldn’t be able to walk for weeks, maybe even a few months…? They always concentrated on the pain, rather than the period it took place in. By the time old pain faded, the hero always managed to get themselves into new trouble.

Letting injuries heal had never been an option. The villain let go of them.

It was hard. It was hard to lie there and accept their defeat, the fact that the villain had found out about their secret and more importantly, that they had stopped bruising the hero.

“Please,” the hero sobbed. “I can’t do this anymore.”

Their nose was running and their tears gathered together, falling down their cheeks like raindrops from the sky. Breathing was hard, their lungs felt frail from these past months and the world came crashing down around them.

When their sobs echoed from the walls, they felt truly defeated, humiliated, and the pain wasn’t enough to forget that. 

For a moment, nothing happened. Neither of them said anything. All that was left in the room were the villain’s questions and the quiet sobs the hero made. Feeling overwhelmed by the horribleness of it all, the hero rolled themselves into a little ball, crying into their torn sleeve. They were ready for everything. Ready to die, ready to be bled, to be beaten, anything.

“Hey, easy there.” Once again, the villain combed their fingers through the hero’s hair but this time it was much more gentle and softer, leaving the hero with the taste of bile on their tongue. They braced themselves for new pain, impatiently waiting for the lashing out and the violent actions but nothing of that sort came. Quite the opposite: the villain scratched their scalp softly. 

“Darling, what happened to you?” Their nails scraped across the hero’s skin, taking their time. It was oddly comfortable. Even though their muscles ached, they looked up at the villain crouching above them. 

“Please,” the hero begged again. “Please hurt me.”

The villain was silent, biting their inner cheek as if they were considering it. But when they answered with a tender “no,” all hopes the hero had were crushed. 

“Please.”

“You’re a mess. Hurting you seems to be what you want. I don’t want to give you what you want,” they explained. They wiped away a tear.  “Don’t mistake this for compassion. This is me controlling your desires. This is me taunting you.” 

They pulled the hero who had exhausted themselves and was completely defenceless into their arms. 

“And this is me wanting information. Why did you say that?” They held them close and embarrassingly enough, it dawned on the hero how touch-starved they were.

“I am so alone,” they whispered. They mumbled the words, not even believing their own mouth for saying it. No one was supposed to hear this.  “I am so alone.”

They started sobbing again. It was hopeless. The villain was the only comfort they had — even now that they weren’t hurting them.

“You will never be alone with me,” the villain said carefully. “I’ll make sure of that. Now, come on. Let’s treat your wounds.”

In all honesty, the hero had never done that. They weren’t sure if there were rules to it.

“If this is you taunting me,” the hero said, “then why do you want to treat my wounds?”

The villain gave them a grim look that didn’t leave room for protest.

“I’m asking the questions, not you.”

#I assume you meant destructive darling #have you ever watched beauty and the beast and seen the end titles where they thank Howard ashman for his work and have you ever called #your boyfriend after that and you were crying and he was like what happened so you told him that youre sad because Howard started the whole #disney renaissance with his lyrics and he died so young because of aids and his lyrics got a fucking Oscar but at that point he had died #already so he didnt even know that beauty and the beast had become the best Disney movie of all time past present and future and your #boyfriend just has to bite back his laugh because you didnt even know this guy and youre crying over him like #guys the Disney lore is too deep I could go on like this forever #writing snippet #heroxvillain prompt #heroxvillain snippet #heroes and villains #hero #villain #hero x villain #heroxvillain #an answer for an ask #request #whump

[anigst]

.....Just give me some painkillers....I'm begging you, let me play.

Salaryman's Club - Ep 12

and a bit of audio because i love the way Tatsuru calls out to Mikoto:

#ryman's club #salaryman's club #whump #whumpedit #whump gif #whump audio #anime whump #sports anime #sports #what do you mean a sports anime has only 12 episodes??!!!!!! #since when #i need more :(((((( #time to consume all 60 fics on ao3 #head injury #bandages #blood #concern #not to be that guy but #his wound shouldve bled more #miki shinichiro #enoki junya #My posts

[befuddled-calico-whump]

Test Track: Discipline (bonus panel) (T$$ AU Masterlist)

#this is the last panel of a longer comic on my nsfwhump blog so you can draw your own conclusions about the full extent #added it because i imagined you guys would appreciate seeing him break down 🥰 #at this point he's also been stuck like that for 8 or so hours #and hasn't slept in close to 36 hours #so Bad Day Overall #(punching the glass to here has all happened consecutively. mans TIRED) #t$$ test track au #stress position #blood #implied nudity #implied noncon #whump art

[honeycollectswhump]

Can we get any insight into Ashtray's conditioning/training, or maybe Mistress trying many different types of cigarettes to compare the taste (and how they burn him differently)? He's my new favorite little guy :)

congrats, you unlocked some lore! i hope you enjoy the little hints about who ashtray used to be :)

A Step Towards Ashtray

[masterlist]

CW: isolation, captivity, emotional distress, cigarette burn, implied pet whump

Behind the heavy, metal door there is a young man, though legally that description would be wrong. Behind the door, there is a future companion object, handpicked to satisfy his potential buyers in any way possible. But then again, right now he is barely at the start of his journey to becoming a perfect companion object, so Eskil Thorn just calls him a trainee, his trainee. 

It had been quite the odyssey over the past two weeks or so, watching the trainee scream and claw at the door, sobbing a certain name. Of course, that did nothing to help him. Eskil knows the recipe to the perfect start is letting the trainees simmer in isolation for a bit before introducing them to their future purpose. Now that the screaming has finally stopped, maybe from exhaustion or his voice giving out, it’s a sign for Eskil to start the process.

Stepping inside, he takes in the sight before him. The trainee is curled on the floor –like a feral dog– staring at him with red-rimmed but beautifully big blue eyes. Bits of ripped-out hair lay around him and Eskil makes a mental note to nip that behaviour in the bud. His golden-blond hair is one of the trainee's assets, which will eventually put him in a high price range and Eskil can’t let him ruin that.

“Are you ready for your lesson?”

The trainee nods frantically.

“Please, sir, anything! I– I can’t– please!” he rasps, inching forward to Eskil. 

If he were any other designation, Eskil would love the begging. It’s always a sweet surprise when the trainees exhibit these behaviours early on. Unfortunately however, that won’t be a necessary skill for him, though it is undeniably a promising start.

With shaking hands, the trainee grasps onto Eskil’s pants, his eyes shining with tears. “Don’t leave me alone, sir, please!”

Perfect.

“Sure, I’ll stay with you for a while. But you have to do something for me first.”

See, where the other handlers try to force it, Eskil lets his trainees take their first steps on their own. And to get them motivated, isolation works wonders. 

The trainee is basically vibrating with desperation. It’s not his first lesson. He doesn’t beg to be let out anymore, not since they shocked his signature out of him, and he’s given up on insisting on “his name”. Instead, it is a sort of resigned despair that makes him perfectly malleable.  

“Wh-what do you want me to do?”

With a smile, Eskil pulls out a cigarette and a lighter from his pocket. Something warm prickles in his chest as he looks at the lighter, a gift from his wife, decorated with small doodles. Slowly, he lights the cigarette and takes a single drag, watching smoke fill the room. 

He sits down, his legs crossed, and lets himself be warily watched by the trainee. They stay like that in silence, Eskil sitting patiently, the trainee kneeling on all fours before him like a dog, seemingly undecided between wanting to lean away in suspicion and throwing himself in Eskil’s lap. 

Then, he holds out the burning cigarette, inching it closer to the trainee, who just blinks uncomprehendingly. Maybe his future purpose is still beyond his understanding, Eskil supposes. 

“Come on, give me your arm, will you.” 

The trainee flinches and gawks at him with those big blue eyes, his lip twitching as he suppresses a cough. 

“Why?” he whispers, his eyes fixating on the cigarette. Still, he doesn’t move away from Eskil’s vicinity.

“Oh,” Eskil chuckles, “I think you know exactly what for. Now, don’t you want to be a good boy? It’ll be worth it, it’ll all be worth it in the end, I promise.”

Eskil just watches the trainee’s shocked expression morph between conflicting emotions. The promised touch is like a drug in his starved and isolated state. Until eventually, the trainee nods, defeated. He holds out his arm as if he could choose.

Deliberately, Eskil moves the cigarette bud closer and closer to his shoulder. The trainee only tenses up, flinching away from the heat, but makes no move to flee. 

The cigarette makes contact with his skin and he lets out a strangled yelp, eyes flitting to Eskil’s face, as if trying to figure out if this noise would be enough to make Eskil leave. 

Ash spreads over the trainee’s pale skin. There is barely a mark beneath it yet, but it will come in time—his first burn blister of hopefully many. 

Satisfied, Eskil flicks the extinguished cigarette to the side and opens his arms. After a breath of hesitation Eskil pretends not to notice, the trainee flings himself into his embrace, his chest hitching with silent sobs. 

He claws into Eskil’s shirt with a feral need that goes beyond the two weeks of isolation, beyond the acclimation period after the walk-in. Maybe he sees something in him, some sort of figure he lost and whose comfort he secretly grieved. It is all out in the open now, the trainee’s soul ripped fresh open for the world to see. A brief burst of vulnerability, soon to be replaced by perfect obedience. 

Suddenly, hesitantly, the trainee raises his head from Eskil’s shoulder, catching his gaze with immense sorrow.

“Sir? What… what will happen to my little brother? N-now that he’s all alone and he’s never been alone, I’ve always been there for him and he’s–”

Eskil shushes him softly, laying one hand on the back of the trainee’s head.

“There’s no my for you anymore, never forget that. But I’m sure he’ll manage.”

taglist: @whumpsday, @2in1whump, @sodacreampuff, @webbo0, @toyybox, @clickerflight let me know if you want to be added or removed :)

#so sorry but his little brother didn't manage #not at all in fact #catch polly and me sobbing about that in the dms #The Ashtray #ashtray/skye (oc) #eskil thorn (oc) #(in case that guy will make a reappearance. he's ashtray's main handler) #whumper and whumpee #whumper pov #implied pet whump #conditioning #touch starved whumpee #isolation whump #captivity whump #cigarette burns #conditioning whump #human ashtray #ashtray whump #implied kidnapping #if you find any mistakes no you didn't #asks #anon

[whumpypepsigal]

guys, Guys, GUYS! i’ve another new whumplicious recommendation

tlou meets jurassic park meets aliens… i introduce you to the movie “65”. mills (sad-angsty-space-pilot) and koa are surrogate father-daughter who crash land in a vicious planet full of dinosaurs trying to kill them in every turn. my man mills goes through so much whump while protecting the child. did i mention it’s ADAM DRIVER? *screaming crying throwing up*

#sci-fi + dinosaurs! I FUCKING LOVE IT #idfc what the critics said about this movie #it’s so good and i enjoyed it VERY MUCH #i have a soft spot for surrogate father/daughter duo… i know it’s pedro pascal’s field but adam driver is so good! #65 movie #65 #ariana greenblatt #adam driver #mills #koa #spoilers #go watch it! #my gifs #like the first whump starts in the first 10mins so you know it’s gonna be a fun ride #adam driver still as hot as ever!! he needs to be in more action/sci-fi stuff #you know the drill my friends… gonna spam you all with gifs im sorry hehehe #to the people who sent me requests sorry for the delay im working on them :) #p/s: im a bit sick rn so i will be posting a bit slower just bear with me guys 🙏

[whmp]

anyone remember this one flash game where you could just beat the shit out of a guy and he would be like " : ( " and get scared of you? that was my whump awakening lmao

#whump community #whump #whumpblr #whump meme #there were more games like that though interactive buddy is KING #you could switch out the theme and all that #or buy a flail or just throw a bunch of explosives at the guy #it was great #someone should remake it but like... with my blorbos #that gives me an idea tbh hmmmm hmmm hm

[amethystpath-writes]

Could you do something with team having to lock up stoic team member. They expect him to be fine and they don't want him going on a particularly dangerous mission and getting hurt further. They don't expect him to spiral into panick behind locked doors and are guilt-ridden when they return.

He's Gone

NOT A PR0MPT

The mission went flawlessly; Team anticipated every backfire at Villain's base: alarm systems, security cameras, standing guards, Villain. They avoided each almost perfectly, which was a surprise to them. As confident as they felt, it was their first mission without Leader. After seeing the state he was in, it was easy to say the team was terrified; it aided their thorough preparation, to say the least.

There was no ease in the thought of escaping, but the Team felt better once they were on their way to base. Leader was there, and he would be so proud of them for orchestrating this mission on their own, and for carrying it out. They had all they needed to defeat Villain. All the trauma Leader had gone through could be laid to rest.

Arriving to the base, everything seemed normal. Of course, Leader had been left in the medical room, but they were sure he had ventured out.

Walking into the kitchen, they noticed otherwise. There was a cake in the fridge they had left for Leader, when he was ready to leave his bed. It was a celebratory cake, for Leader's return.

"Do you think he's still asleep?" Hero asked.

"Could be. He was in pretty rough shape when we left him. He must have taken the painkillers we left for the wounds." Other Hero shrugged it off, a little less concerned than she probably should have been.

Hero put a finger to her lips. Just on the way home, she had chewed every nail down to the quick. "I think we should check on him."

"You regret leaving him alone, don't you?" Other Hero sighed. "He said he would be fine. We were right to trust him; it's what he would have wanted-"

"But he was wrong," Hero argued.

"We don't know that yet."

But Hero did know. Otherwise, Leader would have been out here. He would have dove into the cake and hugged Hero and Other Hero when they walked through the door. Then, he would have offered a dinner with a team briefing. The house shouldn't have been this silent.

As Hero made her way to the medical room, she felt her palms sweating. "Leader? Leader, are you in here?" She didn't wait to open the door, and as she did, she drew in a quick breath. Her eyes burned with tears. "Leader, oh my god. Other Hero, come here- hurry!"

Leader was crumpled against the wall, clothes torn at the seams, skin scratched in frantic, zig-zagging lines- Hero couldn't believe her eyes. "Leader, talk to me, okay? What's going on? What happened?"

Of course, Leader was in no fit shape to respond.

"I thought you were dead. I thought you were dead. I killed you. I let you go by yourselves. You were dead. You were dead."

"Leader, I'm here! We're- we're both here. Other Hero, tell him you're here." And they did. They repeated it over and over again if only to stop the panic rising from Leader.

"Villain is dead!" Hero finally screamed, and although it wasn't true, and although Other Hero looked at her like she was insane, Leader stopped.

"But he killed you."

"He didn't kill us," Hero said. "We killed him. We are all safe, Leader. He's gone." Leader took heavy breaths, and staring into space, he leaned against Hero. "He's gone. It's okay," she assured. "He's gone."

Even though he wasn't gone at all.

#not a pr0mpt #He's Gone #i wonder if the term goosebumps is universal #you guys all know what those are right? #do we pull out the whump tags? #those have been retired for quite some time #leader whump #team whump #hero whumpee #leader whumpee #villain whumper #this one has been in my drafts for so long and I totally forgot about it. I apologize many times. #How is everyone?! #I've regained my motivation to write so I'm hoping to write more often.

[whump-lover-and-reader]

Bishoku Tantei Akechi Goro (美食探偵 明智五郎) Whump List

Synopsis: Goro Akechi is a private detective and his office is located near Omotesando in Tokyo. He is a big fan of gourmet food and he makes sure to eat delicious meals three times a day.

One day a housewife visits Akechi’s private detective office. She suspects that her husband is having an affair and asks for Akechi's help. The case seems straightforward at first, but, as it later turned out, it'll bring its fair share of trials and tribulations yet.

Genre: Cop/Crime, Food, Thriller, Mystery, Comedy

Whumpee: Akechi Goro played by Nakamura Tomoya

Note: Check out Nakamura Tomoya in Coffee Ikaga Deshou as well.

!!Spoilers Below!!

Warning!! TW for suicide in eps. 1, 4, 8 and 9, body dismemberment in ep. 4 (and it takes up a good portion of the episode too), stalking and bulimia in ep. 7

Ep. 01: manhandled (comical), drugged, fell, losing consciousness, found unconscious, helped to walk, fails to prevent someone from commiting suicide

Ep. 02: angry, teary-eyed

Ep. 03: picking through fragments of broken glass with bare hands, cuts on his hand

Ep. 04: his friend/assistant is kidnapped, fingers slammed by the door, handcuffed (just for show), hand bandaged by someone, feeling guilty, hallucinating(?)

Ep. 05: isolating himself and being depressed, at knifepoint, locked up in a room

Ep. 06: someone attempted to poison him, knocked out, kidnapped, hands tied behind a pole, someone starts fire while he's still tied up, concern for him, coughing from smoke, passed out(?), saved, helped to walk, passed out again

Ep. 07: none

Ep. 08: worried about someone, jumps after someone from a high place (doesn't actually die)

Ep. 09: at gunpoint briefly, worried about someone, believes his friend is dead, crying

#whump list #asian whump #jwhump #jdrama whump #jdrama #Bishoku Tantei Akechi Goro #gourmet detective akechi goro #gourmet detective goro akechi #美食探偵 明智五郎 #akechi goro #nakamura tomoya #whump #you thought I died ? well not so fast #I'm back with a new list for you guys #i hope you all are doing well

[whumpy-wyrms]

Have you ever hear of the webtoon Silent Screams? It's full of whump and it honestly reminds me of some of your work. Highly recommend

YES!!!! i love silent screams!! i was actually just reading the recently updated episode earlier. it’s sooo good, i definitely recommend it to anyone who likes lab whump! also thanks for thinking of my stuff too that’s so cool :)

when i started reading it in like october, it made me wanna make a tllr webcomic soooo bad but i just don’t have the time for that lol. maybe some day (definitely Some day because a tllr webcomic would go so fucking hard)

also whump in the form of comics/web comics/graphic novels is like my favorite way of consuming whump so if anyone has any recommendations feel free to let me know! :)

#ask #i love the silent screams art style soooo much it’s so cool #huge inspiration #also poor theo like he’s just a little guy :((( i really hope he gets a good ending #i never read the original canvas version so i don’t know any of the lore besides what’s being updated right now #super good comic #i love lab whump #obviously #speaking of lab whump hiii i’ve been writing sooo much of tllr latelyyy #big things coming. maybe today or tomorrow #or the next day or the next day or the next day because you never know #some weirdo keeps stealing all my spoons (anton) #i hope he doesn’t use those spoons to gouge my eyes out when i’m sleeping :( now that he Exists #this guy is gonna make me actually lose my mind i wish he was real so bad #okay that’s enough let’s get you to bed old man #this post was NOT!!!! ABOUT ANTON!!!! #erm actually i can make anything about anton if i try hard enough #feel free to send me the most random of things and i Will find a way to make it about anton #i’m so serious about this #so silly about everything

[skyward-floored]

I left a comment on your fic screaming about this but imma scream about it here too cause I am losing my mind over Legend literally ripping the door off Fable's cell in that one whump fic you wrote. Be still my freaking heart legend andkdkkdksjsjsnns

XD No flimsy cell door was going to stop him once he heard her freaking out! Plus he’s just spent the last however long it had been worrying if he was going to have to go on a convoluted quest to save her again, so he wasn’t going to wait any longer then he had to. He knows how this works.

#you think you’ve saved the princess then all of a sudden the bad guy kidnaps her again or something #not on his watch pal #telemna hyelle my beloved #legend/fable #answers from the floor #oh yeah I snuck some zelink into a fic or two this year also #no legend/fable sadly but there’s Warriors/Artemis in one and its not toooo heavy on the whump

[monsterrae1]

📝Last Line 📝

Tagged by @disasterbuckdiaz @honestlydarkprincess @hippolotamus @your-catfish-friend @bekkachaos thank you guys!

This is probably the last you'll get of Lumberjack Buck before I post this weekend:

Now he could lose him, and he’d never know how much Eddie was in love with him.

Tagging if the wanna share anything @brokenribsdiaz @cowboy-buddie @loserdiaz @buddierights @prettyboybuckley @rogerzsteven @cowboydiazes @alyxmastershipper @heartshapedvows @bigfootsmom @911onabc @diazass @mysteriouslyyounggalaxy @spaceprincessem @housewifebuck @elvensorceress @shortsighted-owl @folk-fae @wildlife4life @jesuisici33 and whoever else wants to play!

#last line tag game #buddie #buddie wip #wip morning wood #i need to start calling it something else or that will end up being the title #yo u guys didn't think it was all going to be horniness and hot lumberjack buck right? I had to whump him #hopefully coming to you this weekend

[hotcinnamonsunset]

"if you have been in water, part of you remains there still."

[Image ID: two gifs and one screenshot of a tumblr post

GIF 1: from episode 3.2 Buck in the water clutching Chris in disbelief after rescuing him from the flooded street. SCREENSHOT: tumblr post with the quote "Water remembers everything it travels over and through. If you have been in water, part of you remains there still." by Natalie Diaz from "exhibits from The American Water Museum" Postcolonial Love Poem. GIF 2: from episode 5.12 Maddie emerging from the water after she decides to return to shore and get help.

/end ID]

#911 #911edit #911 on fox #911described #evan buckley #christopher diaz #maddie buckley #911 parallels #buckley siblings whump #happy friday! here's a set of your favs that'll make you cry! #these guys and water...and with 6.10 having all that rain...the whump just writes itself at this point #SBedits

[aceofwhump]

RILEY POOLE IS BACK!!! RILEY POOLE IS BACK!!! RILEY POOLE IS BACK!!!! RILEY POOLE IS BACK!!!

#AND HE GOT WHUMP A BIT!!!! #oh i'm totally making gifs #anyways guess what im watching #national treasure edge of history #its so good you guys #i really enjoy it a lot #good story good characters good mystery good treasure hunt #but then episode four!!! HAD RILEY!!!!! AHHHHHH! #my brain is all #riley poole riley poole riley poole riley poole!!!!!!