#I am in so mich pain

[antiendovents]

okay— dso I burned my hand— uh.. so ysa , sorry, hard to tupe everything hurts. Ashaah.. okay, might not post today, tryna get a scejadul now that svcool started

[flammenherzblog]

Ich kann nichts mehr sagen, weil nichts ansatzweise beschreiben könnte wie schlimm alles ist.

[g0thsoojin]

📓🖊♣️

[transsexualhamlet]

me on my 8th ibuprofen of the day: hello my greatest enemy if you don't stop this now things are going to get drastic

my body: eight more and maybe I'll start behaving .

my liver: FOR THE LOVE OF GOD I CANT TAKE MUCH MORE

[blackbirdprince]

My entire right side of my stomach is hurting since yesterday morning so two days and I am pretty sure its not appenditix but every time it happena I am panicking about it also it not very comdortable the pain

[bending-sickle]

currently being kept awake by the fruitless search a post i saw on my dash this afternoon about boeing and someone had reblogged with a last week tonight video about boeing to show the company’s been dicey for years and i lost the video when full screening did…something to my browser and now i can’t find it again :/ i have gone back until my last ~save point~ and zilch

[funshinebf]

I NEED TO FUCKING KILL MYSELF

[shamelessgalaxymentality]

ooooof tooth kicking my butt se y’all in the tomorrow

[lily-lovelyy]

𝕽𝖔𝖒𝖆𝖓

Warnings; smut, violence, gore, talk of virginity loss, virginity loss, breeding kink, kidnapping?(Technically), grumpy reader, Roman!Konig

Part 1 of ???

I am very excited to get started on this, I've always liked the old Roman Konig prompts! (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠✧⁠*⁠。

You'd head stories, hell all of your village people had. The legend of a Roman champion, who took down entire cities and killed armies single-handed.

You yourself always rolled your eyes or snickered when you heard these tales, because 'who could conquer an entire army by himself?'.

You soon figured that out, two soldiers threw you to the ground, the dirt grooving it's way under your fingernails. Your wet, tear stained face felt burning hot and your head hung, too nervous to look up.

"Salută-ți regele." One of the soldiers behind you spoke, his boot kicking your leg, bringing a stinging pain through it. You sniffled, slowly moving your eyes up to greet his pale blue ones.

He was big, so big. Bigger than any soldier here. He looked out of place, as if he was a god standing amongst men. Scars littered his exposed arms, but you couldn't see past his shrouded face.

"Ach, was hast du mir heute mitgebracht?" The man asked, looking at the two soldiers behind him. "O curvă." They spoke, your brows furrowed trying to understand their foreign tongue.

The man looked you up and down, finally deciding to take a seat. He huffed, almost as if he was annoyed with their presence. "Verlass uns." He spoke again, making a waving motion with his hand.

The two men grunted before turning away and leaving. You watched him with watchful eyes, wondering what he would do next. Take you as a slave? Rape you? Kill you? Your mind raced, terrified.

After a few more moments, he flicked his wrist, motioning for you to stand. He stalked towards you, and you tried to back away before he took hold of your arm in an almost bruising grip. "Hübsch." He spoke, almost fondly. You wished you'd understood his native tongue.

"W-what?" You whispered, your tears flowing freely again. Was he demanding something of you? He tilted his head, his eyes scrunching with what seemed to be amusement.

"Ein süßer Kleiner, perfekt für mich." He chuckled, before leading you over to the large expanse of his bed, which was covered in large and luxurious furs. You wondered how many people he had killed to get those.

You breathed unevenly, this was the moment you dreaded, he was going to rape you. Your tears fell harder, you tried to stifle your sobs to the best of your ability. His head cocked to the side, and he walked over to the table, picking up a pitcher and pouring water into a small, clay cup.

He walked over, handed it to you and waited. He watched until you finally brought it to your lips, drinking in deeply. "Thank you.." you whispered, handing the cup back. He smiled, you thought since you couldn't tell other than from his eyes.

Slowly, he began to undress, your heart sank. You couldn't possibly fight him off, he was at least four times your size, built of muscle and strength.

You froze, staring at him in fear. All you could do was try and brace yourself the best to your ability for what was coming, slowly, he sauntered over to you. He was built with muscle, towering over you. Scars also littered his torso and his legs and arms. He looked like he's gone to battle many times.

He reached the bed, extending a hand to caress your face. He brought his face down, breathing in your scent. You shook with fear. Slowly, he lowered himself to knees, spreading your dress open to reveal your bare cunt. Undergarments were a luxury your family weren't able to afford. At least when they were alive.

"p-please...don't..." You hiccupped, trying your best to scramble away. The man looked up at you and stood. His head cocking to the side, questioningly. "Du meinst...nein?" He wondered, before nodding to himself and redressing. You sat there, shocked.

By now, most if not all of the men in his camp would have beaten and raped you bloody, but why'd didn't he? You were thankful regardless. "Du hast ... Angst. Ich werde dir etwas Zeit allein geben, Kleines." He spoke, before moving the flap of his tent and leaving.

Moments after he left, you sobbed loudly, your body wracking with sobs and cries. You felt grief flood you, the death of your family, of your chief and your friends. Your village had barely made it through the fall, your crops dying and the soil becoming dry and dead from the lack of rain, only to be slaughtered by the Romans.

You laid back, holding yourself as you cried. And slowly, you cried yourself to sleep, huffing slow and uneasy breaths as you let sleep take you.

★★★

This is the first part/chapter so let me know what you think of it! The German/Romanian is also roughly translated so don't quote me on some of this! 😭💗

[flammenherzblog]

Da wo ich bin ist es verdammt einsam und dunkel.

[strictpunishedhubby]

Ich freue mich Dir den von mir frisch versohlten Po meines ungezogenen, weinenden und jammernden Pantoffelhelden zu präsentieren. Vielleicht trägt diese Veröffentlichung mit dazu bei, dass er mir zukünftig pariert, nicht nur wegen der Tracht Prügel die er von mir eben erhielt, sondern auch über die Schmach sich hier öffentlich bloßzustellen zu müssen. Aus einer Laune heraus befahl ich ihm um 18 Uhr im Bett zu sein, um seine Folgsamkeit zu testen. Ob er auch so gehorsam wie ein kleiner wohlerzogener Junge ist, der nicht aufmuckt und das artig tut, was seine Mama ihm sagt. Der Schlingel hat das ins Bett gehen hinausgezögert, wohl in dem Glauben, es hätte für ihn keine Konsequenzen. Da hat er sich aber gewaltig geirrt. Wie Du siehst, hat er seine Unfolgsamkeit unangenehm zu spüren bekommen. Umgehend habe ich mit einem Kochlöffel ungefähr 10 Minuten seinen nackten Po versohlt. Er hat geschrien, geweint und heftig mit seinen Beinen gestrampelt, wie ein zehnjähriges Bübchen. Beschimpft und ermahnt habe ich ihn, während der Kochlöffel wieder und wieder auf den zunehmenden roten Po des unfolgsamen Bürschchens jedes Mal laut klatschen aufschlug. Mir gefällt es immer wieder, wenn ich sehe und höre, wie er schluchzend mit rotem Po, Windelhöschen und Schlüpfer heruntergezogen mittlerweile einsichtig darauf wartet, ins Bett gehen zu dürfen. Vorher bekommt er noch den Rohrstock zu spüren! Ich lasse mir nicht von ihm auf meiner Nase herumtanzen! Erwarte von ihm wohl zu Recht, er hat mir ohne Wenn und Aber zu gehorchen, schließlich bin ich seine Ehefrau und damit für eine Erziehung verantwortlich!

Hast Du Verständnis für meine Reaktion, begrüßt sie und bist auch der Ansicht ein Ehemann hat zu parieren und darf Anordnungen seiner Frau nicht hinterfragen? Ungezogenheiten Ungehorsamkeit, Frechheit, Faulheit und Respektlosigkeit müssen immer schmerzhafte und demütigende Folgen für solch einen Flegel haben. Scheue Dich nicht davor Dein like zusetzen, gib Deinen Kommentar ab und rebolgge! Mit jeder Zustimmung unterstützt Du mich darin meinen ungezogenen Flegel zu erziehen, sondern auch diejenigen Frauen, die über ihre Männer die Verantwortung und seine Erziehung übernehmen!

Danke für Dein Interesse!

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I am glad to present to you the freshly spanked bottom of my naughty, crying and whining henpecked husband. May be this publication contributes to his obeying me in the future, not only because of the beating he just received from me, but also because of the shame of having to expose himself publicly here. On a whim, I ordered him to be in bed at 6 p.m. to test his obedience. Whether he is as obedient as a well-behaved little boy who doesn't rebel and does what his mother tells him. The rascal delayed going to bed, probably believing that it would have no consequences for him. But he was very wrong there. As you can see, he has had to pay the price for his disobedience. I immediately spanked his bare bottom with a wooden spoon for about 10 minutes. He was screaming, crying and kicking his legs violently like a ten-year-old schoolboy. I scolded and admonished him while the wooden spoon hit the disobedient chap's increasingly red bottom again and again, making a loud noise each time. I always like it when I see and hear him sobbing, with his red bottom, diaper pants and panties pulled down, now insightful, waiting to go to bed. Before that, he gets to feel the cane! I don’t let balance on my nose by him! I rightly expect him to obey me without question; after all, I am his wife and therefore responsible for his upbringing!

Do you understand my reaction, welcome it and are you also of the opinion that a husband has to comply and may not question his wife's orders? Naughty behavior, disobedience, impudence, laziness and disrespect must always have painful and humiliating consequences for such a lout. Don’t be afraid to like, comment and reblog! With every approval you support not only me in educating my naughty rascal, but also those women who take responsibility for their husbands and his education!

Thank you for your interest!

[chigirisprincess]

When and Where, Baby ࿐

— Various Attack on Titan Characters

⊹ Details. 18+ minors dni, gn!reader, kissing, semi public car sex, shower sex, quickies, established relationships, general allusions to and discussion of sex and intimacy, needy!reader and equally as needy!characters. ⊹ Run time. 0.7k ⊹ Note. Cheeky edited reupload from my old blog since I am deep in the Aot brainrot and am in dire need to talk about them lol. Enjoy <3

Where they fuck you outside of the bedroom —

꒰ On the Couch ꒱

Movie nights with you always turn into something more. Neither of you could help the way your hands drifted, his gliding further and further up your thigh until it’s practically between your legs, and your fingers idly stroking his navel, playing with the bit of hair poking out of his waistband. It’s a silent challenge, who’s willing to make the first real move. It certainly wasn’t going to be you, no matter how badly you wanted to sink your teeth into his neck or to toss your legs over his lap, you just couldn’t. But like magnets the two of you were pulled together, a certain desperation forcing you to toss away whatever little pride you had. You never could resist, not really. Eager kisses nearly knock the wind out of you as you clamber onto his lap, just a little bit too rough as you try to strip him of all the pesky layers between the two of you.

⊱ Porco Galliard, Eren Jaeger, Colt Grice, Miche Zacharius, Zeke Jaeger, and Connie Springer.

꒰ In the Kitchen ꒱

Dinner was something that they wish to disappear from your mind for just the slightest moment, it’s been a long day without you and if you’re not pinned beneath them in the next ten minutes they might just go crazy. It’s a good thing you’ve only just put that pot to boil because that gives them a bit more room for something other than heavy petting. Cupboard knobs dig into the small of your back and hips uncomfortably but the feel of their lips on your neck is enough to distract you from the pinpricks of pain. And for just a moment the task at hand slips away from your mind because god, they make your head spin and you miss them just as much as they missed you. You need them just as badly as they need you and it isn’t until the pot boils over that you’re pulled out of your rapture and even then you hold them ever closer because you’re so close to falling apart from their fingers, you’re almost there and you couldn’t care less about dinner because you’re much more interested in getting a taste of them.

⊱ Pieck Finger, Bertholdt Hoover, Niccolo, Hange Zoë, and Sasha Braus.

꒰ In the Shower ꒱

Early mornings were always made better when they slipped into the shower with you. It was never their intent to take things further but that tiny moan you let slip began to stoke a fire deep within them. They just wanted another one more honeyed sound so they innocently let the hand that was supposed to be washing your body slip between your legs. This was how it always played out no matter how many times you swore that it would because the two of you were still half asleep. One way or another, one of you is going to end up pinned against the tile wall, head thrown back as you relished in your partner's touch. If the water hadn’t run cold the two of you could have stayed in there for hours, but a morning quickie had to be just that; quick. No matter how badly you wished to stay in there with them forever, but you had things to do and frigid water wasn’t all that enjoyable even if you just ached to be with them for a moment longer.

⊱ Levi Ackerman, Annie Leonhart, Historia Reiss, Armin Arlert, Petra Rall, and Mikasa Ackerman.

꒰ In the Car ꒱

Sometimes you just couldn’t wait until you got home. They always drove with their hand locked on your thigh, their gaze trained on the road ahead; they just looked so good, it wasn't your fault it turned you on so much. So maybe it was you who couldn’t wait, you who begged them to pull over because you needed them so badly that if they didn’t you’d have no choice but to shimmy out of your pants and give them a little show if they weren’t willing to help you out. But you never did have to resort to that, they love their needy baby and if their baby needs it bad, well then who were they to deny you. It wasn’t like you two had anywhere to be, a detour wouldn’t be so bad, not if they got to hear those pretty sounds of yours. Just try not to make it too obvious, the spot was secluded but you still didn’t want to get caught because you just couldn’t wait to get your hands on one another.

⊱ Erwin Smith, Jean Kirstein, Ymir, Hitch Dreyse, Kenny Ackerman, and Yelena.

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[robilover]

I recently started playing Wuthering Waves and I find it hilarious how some of the dialogue with Yangyang is just slight teasing, especially when you can pretend that you’re in so much pain that leaves her so worried 😭😭

I could imagine this as a way to catch her attention immediately even if your groans of pain sounds so fake as hell ☠️

That heart wrenching look that tells you she was gonna get medicine only to realize you just wanted her attention for cuddles or kisses🥺

GOD I LVOE HER SO MICH

you are making me regret not choosing that option, anon /j

NO BECAUSE I SEE YANGYANG AS A VERY CARING LOVER!!

even the slightest cough you let out will make yangyang gasp and go: “baby? is that a cough I hear? aRE YOU OKAY? DO YOU NEED MEDICINE? DO WE HAVE TO GO TO BAIZHI? DO WE—”

yes, she panics in small. her voice is just so gentle! you’ll have to reassure her that you’re fine and you just needed to let that out for.. some reason. expect her to hear her sigh in relief.

but on days when she’s busy—since she’s an outrider of the midnight rangers—you’d have to let those fake ass groans of pain to try and get her attention...

...and you succeeded.

she’s already all over you, placing her hands on your body and asks you if this place hurts, or this area, or that area of your body— you’d be trying your hardest not to laugh or else she’d find out that you’re just faking your groans of pain. her eyebrows would furrow when she sees the slightest smile on your face. she would say:

“is there something funny, y/n?”

uh oh.

“what? uhm— n-no, no! n-nothing at all, i-it just— oh, the pain..!” you groaned once more. you turned to look at yangyang, only to see her looking at you with a deadpanned expression. you then let out a small chuckle of nervousness.

“cut the act, y/n. I know you’re fine.” she sighs. she saw right through you. “if you wanted my attention, you would’ve just said so. come on,” she gently said before carrying you bridal style, making you squeak.

“oh! uh, am I.. going to get punished? h-heheh..” you nervously asked as yangyang started to walk back home with you in her arms.

“...we’ll see, darling.”

I’ll leave the rest for you to imagine <3

[14thcommander]

loml | hange x reader

summary: the first time hange sees you after your breakup.

cw: 1k words, and listen this is angst okay. open ending. smoking and swearing. both of them are bitter af. no beta we die like hange: scared but willingly. recommended songs for listening while reading this: cowardice by defeater, loml by taylor swift and/or such small hands by la dispute. enjoy!

Hange has managed to avoid you for a few of months now.

It didn’t really manage to soothe the ache in their heart, almost as if the phantom of your relationship still existed around Hange. Traces of you left behind the scene of their heartbreak, a couple of lipsticks in the bathroom, a Polaroid of your smile attached to the fridge. There isn’t a day in which Hange wakes up in a cold bed and not misses the feeling of your body next to theirs.

“Tch, gotta at least pretend a little. You look miserable.”

Levi’s mellow voice doesn’t hurt them, and Hange notices how he hasn’t used any insults to address them for the past couple of weeks.

There’s music and chatter filling the air, making Hange feel exhausted at the thought of interacting with people alone. They are hiding in the balcony, with Levi by their side. Smoking seemed like a good reason to excuse themselves from the conversation.

“Well, Sherlock, I am miserable.” Hange mumbles, cigarette dangling from their lips. “Shit, where’s my lighter?”

Before Hange can look in their pockets, Levi fishes a silver lighter from his own, handing it to them. A muttered thanks is all he gets in return.

It was Nanaba’s birthday celebration, a dinner slash party slash event happening at the shared house of Miche and Nana. The thought of the happy couple only makes the pain more sour.

“You sound like a fucking emo teenager. What is this, 2006?”

Needless to say, they weren’t handling the break up very well. They wonder if you were affected by it at all. It’s been, what, three months?

In the meantime, Hange’s hair got messier. Dark circles now adorned their brown eyes. They picked up the bad habit of smoking again, one they had dropped when they were a graduate — the reason they quit in the first place was your breathing issue. Was it bronchitis?

Everything is blurry lately.

Hange hears Levi mutter yet another curse word under his breath, but they think none of it. Smoke enters and leaves their lungs, slowly poisoning their body.

“Smoking kills, you know.”

The sound of your voice makes Hange momentarily freeze in place, as their brain short circuits at the sound of the words you once told them years ago.

Slowly, awfully slowly, they turn around, being met with the sight of you.

You got a haircut since the last time you saw each other, and it suits you perfectly. There’s a guilty smile playing on your lips, painted in a color they haven’t seen you wear before. Something darker, edgier. After all, your favorite lipstick was left at Hange’s place.

“Yeah, too bad.” It’s what they come up with, taking another drag, blowing the smoke towards the open air, in order to avoid it reaching you.

There’s a beat of silence, and you get closer.

What now? Hange thinks. What the fuck am I supposed to do?

Perhaps they should have been nicer, more gentle.

You give them a chuckle, followed by “It doesn’t smell good, either.”

It was a far friendlier response than what they originally expected.

“I’ll leave you two to it.” Levi states, before discarding his own cigarette in the ashtray. It was awkward enough as it is. “Figures.”

Silence weighs heavy between the two of you, the tension so thick it barely allows you to move — but you do. Of course you do. While Hange is curious and erratic, manic even, you manage to be the reckless one in this relationship. Did, actually.

“How you’ve been?” You dare to ask, and Hange almost gasps in disbelief.

Their dark eyes find yours as they bury the remains of the cigarette in the ashtray. Something inside them snaps, thinking about how this seems like a scene straight out of a nightmare.

“The usual. You?”

Their stab seems to reach your heart, from the look on your face, and it almost pains them. Almost.

“Well, uh… still living in Petra’s guest room. Working a lot. You know, stuff.”

Hange chuckles in return. They know damn well about stuff — crying before sleeping, not being able to eat from how much they miss you, smoking for breakfast. Stuff.

“Stuff. Yeah, I know.”

A glean around your neck makes them notice how you are still wearing the necklace they gave to you, the jewelry reflecting the moonlight. It was Hange’s birthstone or something like that. Something they didn’t understand why you liked, but still gifted it to you in order to make you happy.

“Yeah.”

Another beat of silence. Another piece of their heart dropping on the floor, cracking like glass.

“Was wondering if you’d like to, um, catch up or something. I miss you.”

They chuckle again.

“Sweetheart.” They fully turn their face to you, seeing you standing closer than they thought you were. The sound of the old nickname tastes bitter on their tongue. “You are the one who decided to call it quits. You don’t have to make small talk out of pity.”

You make a sound that seems like something between a scowl and a sigh, avoiding Hange’s somber eyes.

“I don’t pity you. Believe it or not, I don’t see you as a victim-”

“Excuse me?”

“although I do regret what I did. I was fucking depressed and didn’t want to be a burden to you. I’m sorry, I realize I fucked up. All I’m asking for is a second chance to make this right, to take care of you again. And, you know, let you take care of me too.”

Hange sighs. You blink at them.

“I really am sorry, Han. I wanna make this work. These past months have been the worst of my life. I regret breaking up every single day.”

Hange stares at your moonlight glazed eyes, nodding.

“Yeah. Guess we can go out for coffee or something.”

[dianastrength]

Fic-Love

Ich habe gerade letztens wieder ein paar FFs nochmal gelesen, weil es einfach so viele unglaublich gute in diesem Fandom gibt 😌

Und weil mich das jetzt brennend interessiert: was sind so eure momentanen Top 5? Egal, ob gerade zum ersten Mal am Lesen, wieder entdeckt, beendet oder nicht, ein "got me through tough times so it's engraved in my system now"...absolut alles willkommen 😊 Gerne mit kurzem Why dazu, muss aber nicht!

Ganz wichtig: das soll keineswegs ein Vergleich oder ein Wettbewerb sein! (I mean, ich selbst hab Stand jetzt 67 Favoriten auf ff.de - guckt da sonst gerne mal vorbei - keine davon hat es weniger oder mehr verdient als die anderen, gelesen und geliebt zu werden.) Es geht einzig und allein um einen Austausch, vielleicht einen kurzen Einblick in verschiedene Genres und Personalities und Empfehlungen, durch die die eine oder andere Person ja maybe sogar was Neues findet ☺

Ich fang mal an:

Let Me Down Slowly (ff.de) by NorthWings

Meisterlich in character und die Autorin hat ein wahnsinnig präzises Gefühl für Zeit- bzw. Szenensprünge. Ich liebe die Sehnsucht in und zwischen den Zeilen und lasse mich sehr gerne immer wieder aufs Neue von manchen Sätzen brechen :')

Closer (ff.de) by Jolie92

Das Push-and-Pull, die Sexual Tension, der Schmerz...es ist eine perfekte Komposition. Jede Leseminute wert. Kann kaum erwarten, dass es weitergeht.

Gefangen (ff.de) by thruthedoomdays; AU

Den ersten Teil habe ich - no kidding - ohne Pause in acht Stunden gelesen. So viel Herz und Schwere und Comfort in Einem...ich hab literally keine Worte dafür, wie sehr alles JK und ihre Verbindung und ihre Realitäten in dieser Geschichte für mich sind. Keine.

Liebe ist auch keine Lösung (ff.de) by Ria

Schreibstil einfach premium. JK in ihrem Umgang großartig getroffen. Heftig. Deep. Sexual Tension at its best (or worst?). Absolut kein Comfort, I'm a sucker for it. Love is pain, oder so.

So it went South (ff.de) by Candyrella

Candyrella hat Poetik im "Simplen" perfektioniert. JK sind schonungslos und ehrlich und verletzt, hier und da ooc, aber halt auf verdammt gute Weise. Besonders die Dialoge, die sind so f*cking echt und zerreißend.

Verlangen - Funkenflug (ff.de) by AlwaysKlako

Diese Story macht einfach Spaß. Atmosphäre, JK, Sommer, die förmlich greifbare Anziehung der beiden - zusammengefasst: intense. Und mit so viel Liebe zum Detail, unfassbar schön.

Ja, es sind sechs. Aus Gründen. Es gibt noch so, so viele mehr und ich bin allen fellow FF-Autor:innen sehr dankbar, dass sie tun, was sie tun <3

Falls ihr gerade die Lust und Kapazitäten habt: @coffifee @alwaysklako @papierflamingo @galli-halli @winterbunny-jk @mistofstars @sarcasmmeetssoulmate @other-people-have-good-names und alle, die mögen 😊

Let's spread some love 🫶🏼

[trips2saturn]

didn’t do last week’s but here it is: TOWL EPISODE 5 SPOILERS BELOW!!!!!!!!!!!! ❤️‍🔥

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ANOTHER LEGENDARY EPISODE FOR THE TWD HISTORY BOOKS. can we get a round of applause please? 👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏 yes. great. perfect.

you already know what i’m about to scream about. THE RICHONNE PROPOSAL™️ HELLODHSJDHSKBDJSHSHSSBSBSJEISNS DID I NOT PREDICT IT YES OR NO. YES I DID!!!!! THE RING 😭😭😭 HIS SPEECH 😭😭😭 HIM GETTING ON ONE KNEE AND THEN SHE GETS ON HER KNEES TOO?!?1?2!$:)!/!:/& HER RESPONSE TOO?! SEDATE ME THIS IS ALL I’VE EVER WANTED. imagine thinking we haven’t won the damn lottery with this ship it’s neverrrr over for us i love them i love them so much they’re going home next episode, and we’re going to see the ring on her finger WATCH THIS SPACE ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹🥺😁

not even five minutes into the episode and i was being ambushed with both admiration and TORTUROUS PAIN. the cute little callback to 7x12 of them just being on the road, scavenging, surviving, and loving on each other was sooooo cute. rick kissing the back of mich’s hand. DOES THIS SHOW WANT ME TO DO SOMETHING VERY CATASTROPHIC BC I WILL.

BOOM. immediate anguish right after their cutie scene because what does rick do? OH RIGHT HE PULLS OUT THE PHONE OF CARL’S DRAWING AND STARES AT IT SOLEMNLY. CATASTROPHIC THOUGHTS ARE FORMING EXPONENTIALLY LITTLE TUMBLR PEOLLE 😭😭😭❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹😔😔😔😔 i can’t do this anymore no more please. i cried so hard last episode i’m tired brother

that brief scene of rick wanting to bring a gift home for rj. that’s his baby. michonne saying that he’s the brave man, and that just him coming home to them was enough. i need like three days to process this episode it was SOOOOO SOFT

“tasteful noods?” they’re idiots but they’re my idiots. i am also an idiot because just before she said that, i paused the show and read the truck and laughed out loud at the brand. i swear we’re so tethered. michonne and trips, sisters in another universe <3

im not going to sugarcoat anything. idgaf about jadis’s death. in fact, i am celebrating!!!!! will byers is NO MÁS good damn riddance.

ALSO HELLO GABRIEL? i was quite comforted to see a member of the group. those random meetups with haircut were interesting to say the least, especially the kiss because ummm was he not still dating rosita? idk idc i can’t keep up with the timelines anymore it’s not that serious unless it’s rick and michonne

also thank you GABRIEL for the wedding ring, and thanks jadis for giving it to rick. haircut was good for something in the end i guess. doesn’t matter what her ending was, i didn’t feel any reconciliation or compassion. she’s still a piece of shit who stole a great portion of rick’s life from himself and his entire family. burn in the hottest depths of hell. xo!

WAS THAT A PAINTING OF GLENN IN JADIS’S FLASHBACK? IF SO HOW AND WHY IM GENUINELY CONFUSED SOMEONE PLEASE REPLY OR DM ME ASAP

the callback to 6x10?!?!?? spearmint and baking soda?!?! I WAS IN LOVE WITH MY SONS BEST FRIEND!!!!!!!???????? danai and andy took the little richonne file in my brain and STUDIED it to make sure that they filmed every scene that i’ve ever wanted to happen to them. no source just trust me they did it

RICK GIVING MICH A BRAND NEW “M” NECKLACE OHHHHH 😔😔🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹 THEYRE SO LOVEBUG. LIKE WOAH OKAY TROY AND GABRIELLA 🥺🥺🥺🥺😭❤️‍🩹 she deserves it so much! and then their kiss inside of the cabin afterwards, and them falling back onto the bed urgsjdvajdbabbs cutie pies!!!!!!!!!!!

every jadis scene pissed me off, so I won’t go into detail too much. you guys know how much i hate her. anyway, michonne using the axe to slice jadis like a cold cut… mother. love her. ALSO her rage when speaking about haircut too, yeah that was the perfect amount of dialogue that i wanted to see from her. her stealing rick’s time of seeing rj’s birth, first steps, etc. UGH. so excellent, you could feel her burning anger in her voice.

all of these callbacks throughout the episode but the best, most important and evident one was the mere fact that they’re a team again. kicking ass, and simply leading each other because that’s what they’re the best at. before any of their romance began, they were trusted confidants who worked so well side by side, and in this episode we got to see and feel the satisfaction and elation of having that back again!!!!!

i felt like i was at a drive thru restaurant ordering the entire episode. can i get some flirting, with a side of ass kicking, and ummm let me get a side of poetic, confessional yearning from rick grimes. yeah, that’ll be all.

rick telling gabriel that he wanted to marry michonne on the bridge. 🥺……. 😡 AND THEN EVERYTHING GOES TO SHIT AFTERWARDS. IMAGINE THE WORLD IF JADIS NEVER KIDNAPPED HIM. THEY WOULD HAVE FOUND HIM EVENTUALLY LIKE HE WAS RIGHT UP THE STREET?? oof — i cannot. we waited so long to hear this admirable dialogue but at what cost. it’s so sad, but at least we’re here now as michonne would say!!!!!

okay. ❤️‍🩹 there’s still so much to unpack but that’s enough out of me for the moment. brain’s still scrambled eggs. last but not least, michonne grimes is the hottest character ever. THE BOXERS?! she looked fucking amazing in every single outfit. if i were rick, i’d be kissing every inch of her neck too HELLO

don’t forget to stream the ones who live episode FIVE 5️⃣ on amc+ and don’t forget to watch it tonight on amc’s channel at 9pm!!!! ❤️‍🔥 so stoked for episode 6. it’s going to be the best one ever. it’s so hard to rank them at this point and i don’t want to either. every episode is better than the last! REAL TELEVISION IS BACK. 🫶🏼❤️‍🔥