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#l to the og
iphisesque · 10 months
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i put way more effort into this than i should have
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tomwambsgans · 3 months
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L to the og is objectively hilarious but also do you ever think about the actual in-universe process of writing this song and planning on when to perform it... and where kendall was actually at in his life, holding onto mere threads of love and protection from logan but specficically made smaller by him, made to fear his dad worse than ever and simply made to fear everything outside of him even worse...... like was this a labor of affection or was it something more consciously sinister? probably both but in any case, in practice, this was like a jester performing in terror to honor a mad king. this was an entertaining but decidedly pathetic, public attempt to beg for one's life. and i think logan knew this, and i don't think he hated the gesture one bit but he certainly saw through it, saw the fear behind it, and thus did not respect it. he hates to see his own son, who he once considered giving his throne, turn himself into a pleading jester of all things. and imo it's part of why he chooses kendall to go down in the very next episode.
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alltears · 1 year
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l to the gbt or whatever kendall roy said
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feathersof-hope · 3 months
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I love that each season you can see the exact moment when Kendall becomes over excited and you already know how it's going to go
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The Tortured Poets Department (Kendall’s Version)
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loveakii · 9 months
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genuinely believe logan loves his kids but is also resentful of the wealth they were born into despite being the one to give it to them, and that he is very lonely despite being the cause of his isolation and bad relationships with loved ones. as a wise woman (cami o’connell) once said, “you are the architect of your own unhappiness.” this is just my interpretation of him. i think he gaslights and downplays/outright denies the abuse he inflicts to control people, but simultaneously is very ashamed of himself after he’s calmed down (“did i even make contact?” “sorry if things last night got a little fruity”). he thinks he isn’t like his uncle because roman doesn’t have scars across his back, but part of him also knows that’s bullshit. he knows that he’s given them everything but also treated them bad enough that if he doesn’t have a carrot to dangle in front of them they will leave him and he can’t have that.
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acidxmente · 3 months
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quick drawing of l to the og because it makes me happy <3
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“You warned me, Father that if I flew too high I would fall. He is the sun, his light shines golden hot and I got too close. My wings turned to paper, my grace slipped away and … I fell.”
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Meet cute
Greg Hirsch x Reader
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Warnings: its cheesy romcom stuff, english isnt my first language, this isnt canon to succession at all, might be somewhere season one but shiv is working at waystar, use of y/n
Fluff nothing more.
Summary: Reader is Shivs assistant and has to bring some secret documents to Toms new assistant. He is your bosses cousin and has been working at waystar only for a few weeks. You are more than curious to meet him.
Notes: i loveeee succession and i love Cousin Greg the egg. I am not ready for it all to end. And damn the last episode is gonna air one day before my birthday. Another reason to cry at my birthday…it happens every year. Also none of my friends are into succession ( such bad friends ) so if you want to be my succession bestie pls dm me. Thx for reading this. And if you like it, just so you know, comments are like long hugs to writers :)
A loud knock on your office door interrupted your work. For hours you sat on the same boring documents and your head was literally glowing. The day had not started very well. After you arrived late at the trainstation and had missed your train, you felt you already knew that today would be awful. As you walked out into the New York winter air with cold ears, you almost collided with someone else. Why didn't this giant pay more attention to where he was going?
At Starbucks you quickly bought an overpriced coffee and two bagels. One for you and one for your boss. You had overslept and didn't really have time for breakfast and even though you were actually quite good at your job, you could get fired at any time. Waystar was not known for treating its employees well. The longer you worked there the more you hated the company. But you couldn't just quit. You have to pay rent and have enough money to keep you and your two cats alive. You needed that job. That means, that it happened more than often that you had to skip eating or sleeping. The main thing is that your boss has her hot coffee and snacks on her expensive coffee table every morning. And you need to do your job as her assistant perfectly, without ever being late.
But most mornings she wasn't even in the office. you could only wonder what happened to the cold coffee.
About four hours after you ran sweaty and red-headed to your little office to spend the next few hours in front of your computer, there was a loud knock on the door.
"Heyy, Good Morning Y/N. Nice to see you. Can you please bring these to my husband on the other floor. I have a meeting now. See you.“
And away she went again. Shiv Roy had handed you a pack of documents, at least thats what you thought it was. You read the word confidential printed on the envelope in red color. Even tho you were in the middle of something, you decided to take a break and bring that envelope to Shivs husband.
You weren't sure where it suddenly came from, but on the way to the elevator you got a little nervous. Not only because of Shiv's somewhat strange husband. Tom Wabsgans had given you the ick from the beginning. He was tall and rich, like almost every other man who worked here. And yes money can make people a bit peculiar. But Tom... he was on another level. You had once heard him yell at a co-worker for "breathing too loudly". Also, there were rumors going around that he offered to give some employees a fortune, if they would be his "human furniture" for a week. If anyone in this building would claim that Tom had a piece of meat cut out of his own body to eat as a steak, no one would be surprised. You least of all. He gave you a strange feeling every time. But your nervousness came from something else.
The day before, Inej, one of your best friends who used the office next to yours, had whispered to you at lunch that she had seen tom's new assistant. She had grinned and said:
"so if I wasn't already in a happy committed relationship with this awesome guy, I would have given him my number for sure. Fuck Y/N, he's really cute."
Since this talk you had caught yourself wanting to know more about this guy. Because cute wasnt how you would describe most guys who worked for Logan Roy. Most of them where sleazy, moneyhungry guys with big watches and tailored suits. They catcalled all the women who worked with you, honestly you hated their guts.
Inej had sent you a message the night before. She'd heard from two of Tom's coworkers that the assistant was probably part of the Roy family. A cousin or nephew or something. If this rumor was true, then it was definitely the hottest gossip in ages.
The elevator ride didn't take long and with the envelope in your hand you walked confidently towards Tom's office. You had already raised your hand to knock on his office.
But it should not come so far, from the side came a great force that almost made you fall. But before you could curse again the shitty "all women must wear high heels rule" and hit the floor, someone held you by your waist.
"Oh god sorry. Uh. I'm really sorry about that."
You had no idea how you could have almost been knocked over for the second time today. You were kinda getting angry. Why was this day so awful.
"oh fuck, can't you be more careful?!"
When you turned to the side you almost regretted your loud harsh tone.
In front of you stood a tall guy, brown hair, crooked tie and an apologetic and quiet adorable puppy look on his face.
„So, uh, i m sorry. Truly? uh…Truliest.“
You didnt really know how to respond. Damn that guy is tall.
„Wait, uh, are you Y/N? You know because i, uh , i didnt stalk you or something, i saw you on a photo, this coworker, uh, i think her name was Inej, she showed me a picture, like of you guys, and - well i just assumed that might be, uh, you? And i…“
„What?“
„I am Greg, i uh work for Tom, and yeah so yesterday- i talked to this wom…“
„No i get that part. You really need to look where you are going…Greg.“
You were putting on a little smile. Inej was right, he was cute, and apparently also very clumsy. And nervous?
Greg was tucking his hair behind his ear. He didnt looked that shocked anymore. A small smile creeping on his face.
Damn. You really liked that face.
„I am really sorry, Y/N. I kinda, uh, feel like i owe you something?“
You were blushing. Nervously you looked down. He is so tall he probably can’t see the blushing like that.
„Would you maybe give this to Tom?- its from Shiv. And probably important.“
You handed him the envelope. You could have sworn your hands touched. You felt like cringing. This feels like you are in a stupid romcom. Stop blushing and smiling this isnt pride and prejudice.
If you hadn’t looked down while being flustered, you could have witnessed Greg’s cheeks turning a little red too.
Nervously he gave you a thumbs up.
„ sure. Uh - and, eh, maybe i could buy you something for lunch? I don’t know… there is this really cool pizza place i always wanted to go, i … sorry, maybe you don’t even like pizza. Eh i just thought we could maybe go there? And i would pay - obviously. -Not because i am a man or something, uh like i am a feminist and i believe you could pay for yourself, but, uh i you know almost knocked you over because i didnt look where i was going…“
His nervous rambling continued. Your little smirk turned into a genuin smile.
„Hey Greg.“
„Uh yeah?“
„I would love that.“
On the way back to your office, you forgot how horrible this day started. With a smile on your face you pushed the button to go up. Entering the elevator you looked around, he was still standing where you left him. Grinning to himself. You saw him looking back up to search for your face, right when the elevator doors closed in front of you.
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residentrookie · 1 year
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at the end of the day, i think what we really all need to remember is L to the OG, dude be the OGAN he playin. i think that’s what’s most important.
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driften-sea-snake · 10 months
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morgott: the sacred thrones…stained by my curse…such shame here i cannot bear,
*the exact same spot 500 years ago, queen marika’s 821st birthday party*
godwyn: i wanted to give my mom a tribute, something with a little flavor…my boy fortissax cooked up this beat for me *starts rapping something called “reverse the M, see that W”*
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wakingbreathlessly · 4 months
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digital collage of kendall roy made by me :)
(i don’t usually share my art on tumblr because i find it to be quite nerve racking but i figured might as well. i love these rich assholes)
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gaydennisreynolds · 1 year
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Kendall Roy when he said his boy Squiggle cooked up his L to the OG beat
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frogofcamelot · 2 years
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me: my b-
brain: no
me: my boi-
brain: NO
me: my boi squiggle cooked up this beat for me. check it. BORN ON THE
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3y3-see-you · 11 months
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we all know it wasn’t an underline but I’m cackling nonetheless
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4liyaaa · 8 months
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I’m between it’s so over and we’re back
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