#algorithymn

this is my biggest question for the writers, and i swear if they don't ever actually answer it — i'll riot!!!! that being said, my personal take/answer is:

i sadly think vought didn't care about him. i'm sorry, but you cannot tell me they had somebody feeding emma's gerbil for eight months while she locked in elmira. she is not an important person to vought and i think they probably just had someone set him free on campus. (and that's honestly... being generous. i hope vought set him free on campus but emma often thinks they/vought allowed him to starve, because that's something vought would do in her opinion.) i also think if they had tried to hand him over to her mother, she would've declined or honestly, forgot she even had him — so regardless, the outcome is just awful for the poor little guy. so yeah, i think david caruso is... long gone.

send me “@” + a URL and i will have to say 3 nice things about that URL!

iris, my bestie, u are one of the most inspiring people i know! you've motivated me personally to do better with my life, and be better. you're genuinely a positive influence on me, and have made such an impact as someone who is more than just a tumblr friend / writing partner. you are my genuine real life friend, as we've met several times now lmao.

your writing when u DO DECIDE TO WRITE tsk tsk, IS SO FUCKING GOOD! SCRUMPTIOUS REALLY. your characterizations are always top tier, and you can never be beat or matched. ur the only catelyn stark/madeline usher/bree van de kamp

not to mention not only are u just a good person ur GORGEOUS INSIDE AND OUT! you truly are just, ,,, ugh, a treasure in my life <3 i'm glad to have known you all these years and just know you won't be able to get rid of me for many more.

        "she frightens me."   spoken into her fingers,  muffled  —before teeth lightly gnaw at the hard edge of her knuckles,  pale eyes glancing to the left,  right.  some sort of internal gauge or regular assessment of her surroundings   (  really,  she just wants to make sure no one else is listening in  ).   once she seems satisfied with her findings,  she lowers her hand.     "yeah.  y'know,  respectfully.  "   broad palm flattened,  extended in supplication.    "smash."

hihihihihihihi i am placing the following in ur vicinity: titus danforth, luke crain, baran al-hashimi, spencer reid nods yes indeed, and a bennett combe

DID THEY REALLY HATE EACH OTHER THAT MUCH?

But if the Usher family was doing something illegal, wasn't the law the law? Wasn't honesty crucial to living a substantial and genuine life? Somehow, this entire situation felt like every moral she stood for was being questioned and contradicted. ❝ I don't feel right about the contract. You were joking about killing, right? ❞

    Larissa slaps the assembled papers down on her desk, scattering them. They don't require a thorough review to know exactly what they are and where they come from: a background check, far deeper than any legal procedure, on herself, ordered and authorized by the Board's newest member, Madeline Usher.

    Before she can stop herself, she's leaning over the desk, her shadow on those papers, all the stark text outlining her education, her finances, her work history, her family history, her medical history, hands planted so that she delivers her words, low and deadly, directly to Madeline's face: "This is the last time you overstep, Ms. Usher."

    Her upper lip pulls in disgust. "You have been appointed to the Board after eight years of my successful leadership and you have undermined me at every turn. Now this--" her hand curls convulsively over the pages, grasps them, tosses them callously at Madeline's feet where they spill in an accusing array. "This document, produced by illegal means. When I take this to the rest of the Board, your time at Nevermore is over."