#RICK WTF ARE YOU DOING MAN

[cynicalclairvoyantcadaver]

Sadie and Walt/Anubis age gap

Ok, so, Sadie is a 13 year old dating a 16 year old merged with a teenage god, right? (Why tf did Rick make Anubis a hot white boy teenager that is so weird and disrespectful to Egyptians and their culture) So, what happens when she's 15 and they're 18, or she's 16 and they're NINETEEN? Do they go out for dates? Because people are going to stare at this supposed romantic couple and maybe even call the police, and even Sadie's friends and family might see something wrong. WHAT IS GOING TO HAPPEN?

[unripe-lemon]

Since i know no one will see this:

1 note and i will email my therapist

ok so for this one,, like since then i have emailed my therapist?? that counts right????? tbh i dont even know what to talk abt anymore, but i do have a session with her so dw

2 notes and ill put my laundry away

ugh….. stupid. internet.. making me do things that will make my life easier…. gugh yeah i put my laundry away!!!!! everyone clap now

5 notes and ill try to brush my teeth more often

ok so like for this one i found this video https://youtu.be/pvutTiPY7q8?si=PASnBmUXZ0xiHzWM imma sing this song to myself every tike i dont feel like brushing my teeth

6 notes and ill try to put on cream for my dermatitis (anxiety hives!!! yayyy!!!!) more often

just did it hehe :) tho it is getting a little worse and my kitten scratched me on top of it 😭

10 notes and ill attempt to learn my timestables

11 notes and ill study for my exams

my exams are over!!!! so idk what to do for this one? maybe ill go do my homework instead

20 notes and ill try to go one day without using my pc/phone

30 notes and ill vaccum (more bc we just adopted kittens) my room entirely

40 notes and ill try to explain my depression to my mom again

50 notes and ill clean my locker out at school

imma do this tmr!!!

i forgot 😭 someone remind me

80 notes and ill fix the posters that are falling off of my wall and are probably going to rip soon

doing this rn! taking dinner break

100 notes and ill REALLY unpack everything with my therapist

maybe tmr?

we talked about medication and kittens, also exams so like success??

200 notes and ill ask my mom if we can go to my go and get! me! medicated!

ill discuss w therapist tmr

discussed with therapist, we are now getting the conversation started with my mom and are going to see what my gp says after that!! :) ty to everyone in the notes rooting for meds

300 notes and ill re organise my bookshelf

400 notes and ill clean all of the mold off of my wall

damn 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 ion wannaaaaaaaa

this is a weekend activity tbh, and idk if its even going to BE this weekend :P

500 notes and ill clean the mold off of my roof

600 notes and ill try sewing some new clothes

i crocheted a scarf!!! does that count?

700 notes and ill buy some new shoes

800 notes and ill check out dnd club at school (im scared)

900 notes and ill come up with more goals

edit: bro……. 😭

so im gonna take my time w these bc there is a lot to go thru!! i will try my best to remember to update!!! ty for notes :)

- random internet stranger

edit 2: WTF 1000 NOTES GUYS CHILL

ok so like i have to come up with more goals now???

1500 and ill start taking study notes with a study method (rb with study method that is your fav eg cornell method)

1700 and ill attempt to hype myself up enough to eat at school (long story, germs)

2000 notes and ill start whatever book wins this poll:

[modawg]

how did it never accure to me that piper and jason dated for like a HOT minute like they dated for nearly a year no shit jason was so upset when they broke up wtf

piper dated that man and moved on in like 2 months LMAO like is that not a huge bi stereotype that they just switch up like that ?? it would’ve made more sense that she realised she was just a lesbian and never really liked him for more then a friend but she did in fact love that man like rick what is going on

rick make a coherent timeline challenge level impossible

by technicality have they not been dating close to the same amount as percabeth ? if not more ? percy and annabeth started dating 3ish months before percy disappeared which is when jason and piper starting “dating” then they actually started dating like a couple days after that then they continued to date for 6-7 months until the argo was built which (technically) percabeth were still dating but percy was literally not there so you could say that was on pause so TECHNICALLY lighting mclean dated longer then percabeth by 6-7 months that’s actually crazy

i mean obv percabeth had years of friendship to build off of compared to jipers fake memories but like wtf

genuinely i feel like that’s what missing from most of hoo couples; the friendship aspect

hazel and frank are the only ones that were kind of like that and even then it was rushed through one book like why’d you have to do them like that no wonder everyone looks up to percabeth they’ve been married for like 5 years

[lunarluvbot]

dating finney blake headcanons

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pairing : finney blake x fem!reader

summary : hey go read the title

requested : yes / no

willow's whispers : im a little rusty i havent written for tbp in forever so ignore any inaccuracies (i also havent seen the movie in a while)

warnings : mentions of bullying?

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

ok but you definitely spoke to him first

either that or robin talked to you for him

ROBIN BEING HIS WING MAN STOP THATS SO ADORABLE

im getting sidetracked

anyway

he tutors you in classes that you have trouble with

and that's probably how you guys first met

hand holding is like second nature istg

it's just a routine now??

like you'll sit down next to him and he doesn't even look at you first and just slides his hand into yours

his hands are so warm too so it's rlly nice on cold days

also

my man does not allow you to buy ANYTHING for yourself

it's always his money

'i think i'll get a soda'

'no, i got it'

'...it's like a dollar'

'a dollar that you get to keep'

gwen loves it when you come over cause u get him to shut up about you

'y/n thank god he's been talking about you for the past hour'

and i mean if gwen didn't like you there would be a major probably anyway

teachers hate having the two of you guys in the same class cause you're always whispering and making jokes with each other

even from across the room

and they don't even want to give you detention cause they know it'll just be the same thing

bro pleaseee kick the shit out of his bullies

i forgot their names 🧍

rick, dick, and nick idk

he would be forever grateful

and it would be all he's talking about for the next week

sorry gwen

love my badass!gf x adoring!bf duos

him patching you up after it too omggg

he's scolding you but he's so careful at the same time

'please never do that again' [read : that was so cool wtf]

this is really random but i feel like you guys would cook together

like he's actually kinda good at it

and he'll make you your favorite meal whenever you're sick

it's so comforting <3

this is so short sorry i'll make a part 2 if you want me to 😭😭

[richonnesbitch]

I really need them to go back on set and do a scene of Rick finding out Ezekiel kissed Michonne 😭

It being such a non factor to her I can imagine Michonne not saying anything -not because she is hiding it but truly she just aint thinking about it (also Rick is like always on her, she wouldnt even habe time to be thinking about any other man ok lol)- and Ezekiel being the one telling Rick. Like I can imagine him going to Rick to “address the elephant in the room“ and being all apologetic and really emphasizing that it wasnt that type of moment and obviously there was never anything going on bla bla bla And Rick just being there, confused af like, wtf are you talking about??? And Ezekiel being like, well when I kissed Michonne, I didnt mean to and I dont want it to be weird between us bla bla bla but still I just wanted to apologize to you for that bla bla bla And I just imagine Michonne being in the background somewhere and just seeing Rick do the head tilt at Ezekiel and she would just *know* She would have to run at full speed to come save Ezekiel before her husband completeley snaps 😂 I hope Judith and RJ enjoyed all their time with Uncle Zeke until now cause they wont be seeing him anymore 😂

There's just something so funny to me about Michonne forgetting her kiss with Ezekiel immediately after it happened. She has one man on her mind and one man only lmao

[glitteringcrab]

Nip this in the bud (2)

Okay, I think I finally figured out what Rick Prime was hoping to accomplish with this:

Because I was all "WTF" during that scene.

First things first:

It's clear that Rick Prime has been monitoring Rick C-137 during this whole time. Maybe not continually monitoring him, but monitoring him often enough that he knows:

Rick lived in the Prime Dimension

Rick is hanging out with Morty Prime

Rick has two Beths now (LOL) "echoes" of Prime's daughter since C-137 Beth never grew up

Likewise, he knew Rick C-137 was accompanied by Morty Prime, and could tell (without actually checking nor monitoring this, because then he wouldn't have fallen for Evil Morty's trick) that one of the Mortys Rick C-137 showed up with was Morty Prime, his original grandson.

In a similar vein, it's theoretically possible that he has some inkling of Evil Morty's identity. I mean, otherwise why tell him "you're like an evil Morty, a clever one". Um, excuse me? Evil Morty didn't do a single "evil" thing during the Prime fight. Why the heck call him "evil"? Just because he's wearing an eyepatch? WEAK. Call him clever, sure. But evil? Nope.

UNLESS... Rick Prime has also sporadically been monitoring the happenings in the Citadel of Ricks. News of Evil Rick's killing spree might have reached him, he might have read witness accounts and known that Evil Rick was accompanied by an eye-patched Morty who disappeared (although I seriously doubt anyone would bother to write more than a single sentence on Evil Morty in any report). Or he may have noticed (you know, after he was teleported in the Prime dimension right after Evil Morty contaminated EVERYONE'S portal travel) that the Citadel blew up, that there was a breach in the Central Finite Curve, and he might have investigated the ruins out of curiosity. He might have found out Stuff.

(Edit: nah, the name "Evil Morty" was mentioned a couple of times in the box, so Rick Prime using it only means that he was paying attention to what was happening in the Box)

In any case, even if all that isn't true, even if Rick Prime had originally no clue that there ever was any animosity between Rick C-137 and Evil Morty, and him calling Evil Morty "Evil" was just a lucky guess, Prick Prime was definitely able to tell that was no love between Evil Morty and Rick C-137 during this scene:

...in which he uses Evil Morty as a literal human shield and Rick C-137 shoots without hesitation (on a different note, I'd like to say how sad is that when strangled Evil Morty doesn't have the presence of mind to try and use any of his implants; he's just a 14 year old boy against an grown-up man at that moment. Forget shooting him with plasma guns; you can literally just strangle him).

And so we come to this scene:

Okay, Rick Prime could already tell that Evil Morty and Rick C-137 weren't family, but the suggestion of "nip this in the bud" was still absurd!

(I've written a similar post in the past while venting, but this one is actually getting somewhere, so please bear with me)

Because Evil Morty and Rick C-137 were, at worst, temporary allies. Rick C-137 owned to Evil Morty:

his freaking life (Evil Morty revived him)

his revenge (Evil Morty let him kill Rick Prime)

and (depending on to what degree Rick Prime was monitoring his clones and the killing box) he might have also known that Evil Morty helped Rick C-137 track Rick Prime down and helped him to escape the box.

That's a huge debt. And I know that Evil Morty helped Rick C-137 to save his own skin from getting Omega-ed if/when Rick C-137 failed to win, and to get the weapon plans, but he wasn't at all obligated to save Rick C-137's life nor to hand him his nemesis on a plate.

Arguably, Evil Morty did this precisely so that he'd have an Omega-enslaved and morally indebted Rick to come to his aid in a hypothetical future hour of need. However, the truth is that Evil Morty and Rick C-137 worked well with each other since the beginning of the episode, before any Omega Device threat (nor carrot!) dangled in front of Evil Morty to influence his decisions (he had just wanted to... talk) and Rick had trusted him enough to leave Morty Prime alone with him.

Like, under normal circumstances, Evil Morty honoring their alliance during the Prime Fight could have been the beginning of a friendship (or at least a more honest and permanent alliance) between Rick C-137 and Evil Morty. Evil Morty is insecure and traumatized enough to need the failsafe of the Omega Device backing him up, but Rick C-137 was game...!

Rick Prime instead puts in Rick C-137's head the idea that Evil Morty might kill him in a tantrum. Not because their interests might clash in the future. Not because Evil Morty may get power-hungry when he grows up. But because he's young and emotional. (Mind you, this is about a boy whose whole characterization revolves around being extremely cautious and calculating; not someone who'd kill another person in a fit of fury.)

Of course, the first idea that pops up in our minds (at least... it was in mine) is that Rick Prime said this hoping that Rick C-137 will drop everything to go stop Evil Morty, and so Rick Prime would get a chance to escape.

...But that doesn't make any sense, either!

Rick C-137 isn't so stupid as to give Rick Prime that chance of survival. Even if he took Rick Prime's warning seriously, he'd hurriedly shoot him in the face before running out to deal with Evil Morty. Rick Prime was toast, and he knew that. This wasn't about his own survival.

Rick C-137 wasn't about to take his worst enemy's advice to turn against his temporary ally. Like, what the heck? Since when Rick Prime fancied himself trustworthy? He could have easily lied, made this up. Rick C-137 couldn't have actually known if Evil Morty really had the weapon plans at that moment, and he'd have to take Rick Prime's word for it. No way he'd drop everything at his worst enemy's word.

Rick Prime saw that Evil Morty downloaded the weapon plans straight on his person. There was no external device that you can just snatch away (like the cone thing Evil Morty used when scanning Rick C-137's brain). So Rick Prime knew that the only way to "nip this in the bud" would be for Rick C-137 to run outside, confront Evil Morty, find out that there was no external device to forcefully take from him, and promptly attack him with lethal intent. But, come on, Rick C-137 was not going to do that, because of the aforementioned debt. Even Rick C-137 isn't so ruthless as to have his own life saved one minute, and him returning the favor with a murder attempt. This was never going to work.

Even if Rick C-137 took Rick Prime's warning seriously, even he trusted his advice, even if he was willing to murder a version of his grandson (to whom his owned his life) in cold blood, I doubt he could do it. He was a mess physically, while Evil Morty was perfectly fine. If they did clash at that moment, I think Evil Morty could have escaped easily with a portal. So this was never going to work.

And don't even get me started on what a joke it is for the Rick who wanted to murder Rick C-137's whole family, one by one, to express Rick-to-Rick camaraderie. As if...!

So what was all this for? This would never work, Rick C-137 would not try to kill Evil Morty at that moment...

...but he can do it in the future.

Any seeds of trust or appreciation that were planted that day were promptly poisoned by Rick Prime's "well-meaning" warning.

Evil Morty himself did trample said seeds further by warning Rick C-137 he could kill him any time he wanted as of now, but he also said that "using a weapon like this doesn't get you. Left. Alone." His whole speech would have hit very differently without Rick Prime's warning. We would have trusted him, we would have trusted that he did all this with the single goal of being left alone and that this is going to be the end of it. Worse case scenario, we would have thought Evil Morty might demand Rick C-137's support for A Thing (like a slave) if he had no other choice, but we still wouldn't have thought Evil Morty would murder him in a flight of rage during a disagreement. Now, the idea that Evil Morty might become unhinged in the future has been planted in our heads, by Rick Prime!

We fans were discussing on how the narrative seems to be setting Evil Morty as the final villain, but it's not the narrative, not really! It's Rick Prime manipulating Rick C-137, hoping he'll attack Evil Morty sometime in the future, so they can kill each other.

He fueled Rick C-137' paranoia on purpose, so as to get delayed revenge on the Rick who dared to think himself better than him... and on the one person who actually bested him.

[pain-is-too-tired]

One thing that I find messed up about Minos is that he never gets punished.

Like what??? Like you're telling me that Minos was out there driven kids so crazy to their death, AND MANLPULATING NICO, and Hades did nothing about it.

Not just that, he WORKED WITH KRONOS FOR A BIT. YOU'RE TELLING ME NICO DIDN'T TELL HIM, "Hey dad, that guy that's literally a judge for you was completely okay with helping Kronos and killing gods knows how many kids. Don't you think you should maybe,I don't know, do something about it???"

Like did he have a contract or something, I see no reason why that man is still in such a position. I'm sorry???

I can't remember why he was placed as a judge, but wtf???

You're literally known for making sure no one escapes punishment, but Minos is fine and dandy.

And we know he has to be somewhat aware because instead of giving Deadelus a severe punishment he gave him a job that he probably knew the guy would enjoy.

HUN KICK MINO'S ASS OUT.

Like I don't think we get how bad what he did to those in the Labyrinth was. The insanity didn't kill them just because they had harder time getting out of the Labyrinth. No.

Chris Rodriguez literally was so bad after a whole year that he just gave up.

Rick give me a Chris book right now wtf, you're telling me this guy was so bad that he was about dead but still managed to pull himself together in a year???? I don't want to hear y'all bashing my boy, he been THROUGH it.

Anyway. Fuck Minos. Why we let people who messed up others so bad get away with it even in the afterlife??? Hades, what???

[stuckinthesun]

Rick Grimes x Reader

Warning - angst, blood, mentions of Ricks weird behavior towards Jessie yes that’s a warning cuz wtf was that

The blood covering Ricks face had dried by the time they had finished carrying him inside, placing his unconscious body on the mattress and leaving him to your care.

You just stared at him for a moment, taking in his still features and realizing this is the first time you’ve seen his face relaxed in weeks. Months even.

With a deep sigh you look away and focus on dampening the cloth you have.

As you gently wipe the blood off Ricks face, slowly unearthing little cuts here and there, your mind wanders to earlier.

Rick getting into a fight with Pete, resulting in them flying through a window. Rick almost killing Pete in front of everyone in Alexandria. Rick, covered in blood, waving a gun around and saying how the people of Alexandria shouldn’t be alive, while laughing.

You honestly don’t know what would of happened if Michonne hadn’t knocked him out.

But selfishly, the reason it was bothering you so much, was why he was acting like this.

If Rick was doing all of this just because he was worried for your group and he was genuinely concerned about a woman being abused by her husband, then everything would be fine, but that’s not the case.

The whole group can see the way Ricks behavior has changed regarding Jessie, everyone knows his feelings for her are far from platonic. He softens whenever she’s around, he watches her walk away, and he’s almost desperate for Carl to befriend her son Ron.

Everyone knows Rick likes Jessie.

Thing is, everyone knows you’re in love with Rick.

Except for Rick, apparently.

So watching him grow this obsession with the women has been painful.

You shake your head and finish cleaning the blood from Ricks face, setting the now red stained rag into the bowl of water. Careful you pat his face dry with a clean cloth and pull out the first aid material left for you.

Tweezers, antibacterial cream, and small bandages ready you start to patch the unconscious man up.

You remember the last time you did this for him, back at the prison after him and Tyreese got into a fight. You quickly took over for Hershel after you noticed just how depressed Rick was getting the more the older man scolded him.

Rick had thanked you, flashing you a smaller version of his signature smile, and it was that moment that grew your friendship.

Late night talks, watch duty together, sitting together at meals. He even started showing you how to tend crops. Even after the prison fell, and the two of you got separated, when you reunited he held you in his arms for much longer than necessary.

At some point, you developed feelings, and you had thought that maybe the feelings were mutual. Yet you never made a move, because you saw the way he still fiddled with his wedding band.

So you decided to wait for him to come to you, even in the uncertainty of the apocalypse you wanted to respect the privacy of a man grieving his wife.

Turned out that wasn’t the problem at all, the problem was that Rick didn’t feel the same way as you.

Placing the final bandage on him, you leaned back to examine your work. Everything seemed to be properly placed and there were no cuts missed.

You nodded, telling yourself your work was done and it was time to leave. You couldn’t look away though, even covered in bandages and unconscious he was beautiful.

And… you missed him.

Rick has been pretty distant from you since getting to Alexandria. Even living in the same house with him didn’t guarantee you’d see him. You missed him so much, it hurt.

Suddenly, Rick shifted a little, furrowing his eyebrows and opening his mouth. Your eyes widened and you instinctively leaned away, afraid of being caught staring at him.

“Mmm,” Rick mumbled, trying to say something in his unconscious state. Quickly you look around, as if trying to see if anyone is spying on you, before leaning in to hear him clearly.

“J-Jess…ie,” Rick finally got out, and you immediately regretted listening.

You’re chest felt hollow as you stood up, collecting your materials as you went, and walked out of the room. You stopped at the door, everything in your body wanting to turn back, but you didn’t.

You left.

[chelseypprimrose]

My Little Hatefuck / Negan x Rhee!Reader / 18+

Summary: You hate the man who killed your brother in cold blood, but that doesn’t mean you don’t want to fuck him.

Warnings: fight scene between reader and Negan (they love each other really kinda.) usual rough/hate sex themes, talk of death/murder, choking, minimal foreplay (there’s walkers right outside the door wtf do you expect lol), use of belt and rope, denial of feelings, not proof read.

A/N: i’ve left the ending open to a part two as the request was for the reader to have feelings for negan as well so this could potentially be explored in the next part if people want it. 🤍 i just hit 1,000 on one of my previous stories so i just want to say a massive thank you to you all! i only started writing again a couple months ago and i’ve been welcomed back in with sm love, i love the twd community 🤍 enjoy x

that whistle, that goddamn whistle.

like a lamb to the slaughterhouse, you had been in attendance enough to know what happens after that high pitched sound. it taunted you, haunted your dreams, the visual of your brothers eye popped out of the socket, crimson blood dripping from his dented skull down his face as tears rolled down his cheeks. that last whimper of a sentence, a lasting promise to his pregnant wife of once finding her again.

your own tears running free as well, his body finally slumping to the ground as Negan gave his final swift hit to your brothers skull, bits of his smushed flesh flying off the end of the barb wired bat. you’d grimaced, not being able to look at it, not wanting to face the reality that your only remaining blood relative was now gone, after all the shit you’d had to get through to survive this cursed world, for it to be for nothing, to be taken out by a evil and egotistical creature trying to prove a point.

he’d never be able to see his baby grow, never be around to hear their first giggle, see their first steps, it pained your heart just to think of it. you weren’t just thinking of it now though, it had become your reality.

you’d pushed yourself up off your knees, screaming bloody murder, getting fingertips away from grasping his now blooded up leather jacket before his sidekick lackey had grabbed you around your waist, pulling you away from him with a swiftness, your legs reaching out to try and kick Negan in the chest.

“someday, you monster! someday i’ll fucking kill you! you’ll be begging me to slit your throat when i’m fucking done with you.”

he’d just laughed at your anger, staring you down with a certain glint in his eye that you couldn’t understand.

a couple months down the line, you were still hurting. becoming the saviours personal bitches hadn’t sat right with you. you were secretly seething with Rick for allowing them to use you all as a personal doormat, Negan had well and truly broken him down to a shadow of what he once was. this man had ripped out someone’s throat with only his teeth before, but now all he did when they visited was back down and cower away from them. you’d tried to remind yourself that he was just trying to keep you all safe, including his own family. it was hard for you to stomach, Rick still had his family, still had his son, you had no one. with Maggie being sent to hilltop, you had no one that knew what you were going through, everyone hurt after Glenn’s passing but nowhere near how you felt.

he kept coming around, that stupid fucking bat sat on his shoulder, even making Rick hold it, having to bite your tongue to keep you from saying something that would get either yourself or someone else killed. always looking at him with fire in your eyes, unrestrained anger and hatred. he never looked at you the same way though, that unknown glint still shining through.

you wanted to scream at him again, wanted to wrap your hands around his throat and watch him squirm, watch his eyes flicker at the realisation he was going to die at the hands of you. it was one of the thoughts that kept you going, gave you a reason to see this through, you had nothing tying you to Alexandria anymore other than your relationships with those you’d travelled this journey with, they’d told you time and time again that you were family, while you knew what they said was true, it just wasn’t the same as having your brother fighting by your side. they’d supported you as best they could given the situation, you hadn’t had to cook in weeks, Rick always allowing you to deny going on supply runs, you would outright refuse. you needed something to keep you busy and taking out your anger on the undead was therapeutic.

you missed the stupid jokes he’d tell you when he could tell you were sad, not leaving your side until you were laughing along with him. the way his eyes had lit up when he told you he was expecting a child, engulfing him into a massive hug at the news.

you’d been looking over maggie’s false grave around the back of the compound, it being the closest thing you could get to being at your own brother’s grave at hilltop. even knowing she was alive, it still pained you to see a grave dedicated to her, made you realise that’s how you’d all end up eventually, if Negan was to be victorious.

you had felt his eyes over you for the past couple minutes, it taking everything in you to try and ignore his presence. you let out a sarcastic, angry sigh while crossing your arms over your chest. “can i help you at all? or are you just gonna keep staring at me?” you piped up, shuffling some of the dirt underneath your foot. he lowly chuckles, his heavy footsteps getting closer to you before you felt the leather of his jacket swipe against your arm, making you flinch slightly away from him. your skin burnt with anger, taking a deep breath in through your mouth and out of your nose as you fought your natural reaction to pounce on him, you’d thought of this scenario time and time again.

how you’d slit his throat, watch him bleed out like a stuffed pig, laughing as the tears would slowly roll down his cheeks. how he’d beg you for his life, how he’d apologise for what he had done, falling to the ground in desperation, his breathing getting shallow the more he bled out. his deep voice pulled you out of your comforting thoughts.

“damn tragedy. that’s what this is.” he tutted, leaning down on his knees, examining maggie’s tombstone. you scoffed, how dare he! even if he didn’t know that she wasn’t really dead, if she would have died, it would have been a direct consequence of the pain he’d put her through to begin with.

“don’t act like you give a shit about her. you sure as hell didn’t give a shit when you were bashing her husbands skull in.” he tilted his head up to look at you, you holding his gaze, the last thing you were going to do was cower to him like the rest of Alexandria had become accustomed to doing.

“you are such a damn spitfire doll, you know that! you ain’t like the rest of them are you sweetheart?” he rose to his feet, now towering over you again. “talking back to me like that! knowing damn well i could take lucille to that pretty little head of yours. don’t think i haven’t forgotten about that night, you threatened to kill me! right in front of my saviours, now that… that took balls. so tell me doll, are you brave or just fucking stupid?”

now it was your turn to laugh.

“i suppose you’ll find out Negan… when i finally see it through.”

you were sick of it, having to watch as those vultures loaded up their vans with supplies you had scavenged for, risked life and limb to keep yourselves afloat. as the male saviours look at you, eyes taking over your body, you didn’t even want to think about what filthy fantasies they were having in their minds. it made you feel sick to your stomach, the end of the world had only allowed for people to act upon those depraved thoughts and desires with no fear of police enforcement or consequences of their behaviour, practically a free for all.

you could see Negan in the distance, using his bat as a pointer stick, directing his band of merry fuckwads towards what he wanted to take back with him, he’d already cleared out your homes, mattresses, food, weapons. you name it, he’d got his dirty paws on it.

after your little tête-à-tête with the man himself earlier, you felt accomplished. you weren’t going to hide the truth, how when the time was right you’d have no problem killing him where he stood. you wanted the thought to run around in his subconscious, that threat always lingering in the back of his mind.

you imagined that running such a ‘successful’ group had probably given him the inflated ego akin to a military captain, meaning he was lured into a sense of false security. who would dare question his authority? knowing what he could do to them.

you watched as he exchanged words with rick before getting into the front leading grey truck, his eyes scanned the crowd that had gathered around the trucks before landing on you, leaning back into the seat relaxed, a grin on his face as he tipped his head towards you like he was wearing a cowboy hat, slapping the side of the truck commanding the driver to start driving away.

you turned back towards your house, preparing yourself to assess the damage of what those brutes had done to your personal property. you’d expected to see all your possessions destroyed, your picture frames on the floor, glass everywhere. your favourite blanket you’d carried with you since the start taken with no care to the sentimental value it held for you. the bookshelves to be pulled over and broken, your collection of books you’d accumulated over the years to be stripped away from you, one of the only activities that made you feel somewhat like you were back in the world before the apocalypse.

as you walked through the threshold, you were shocked to find that it was like nothing had been touched? no damages to anything, your belongings were just as you had left them. the pictures of you and your brother were still on top of the non working fireplace you had in the lounge, your blanket left neatly folded as you had folded it this morning after you woke up. making your way upstairs, you checked your bedroom, you almost couldn’t believe that your bed was still there, mattress and all, the only difference being a small crumpled bit of paper that had been poorly smoothed out, the deep crinkles still very much there. you picked it up, seeing scribbled handwriting in black ink.

“i’m not always a bad guy.

- N”

you allowed a small smile to creep on your face, before it left just as quickly, the guilt eating you alive. was this an apology? a peace offering? he must have known this was your place from the various pictures of you and glenn darted around the rooms.

you were on your back, large hunting knife still strapped to your front, the wind causing the dust to create a fog of dirty air. it had all gone to shit so quickly, from the kingdom and hilltop storming Alexandria at the last minute to save Carl from being killed at the hands of Negan, running up on Negan at the Sanctuary, Gregory turning on the hilltop, obviously scared of Negan and the Saviours.

you had no clue where anyone was, the walkers now taking over the lower bay of the Sanctuary, you’d been diverted every which way, just trying to find salvation before you accidentally tripped over your own feet, trying to scramble away to safety.

picking yourself up you saw a outhouse like building a couple minutes run away, weighing your options you hauled towards it, pushing walkers away from you before grasping the handle, flinging the door open and running inside. as you turned and slammed the door behind you, the light dwindling leaving you with barely any vision. you bent forward, hands on your knees trying to desperately catch your breath back.

slumping towards the wall, you allowed your body to rest, the smell of dirty walkers invading your nostrils accompanied by the moans and groans of them as well. you hoped everyone had managed to get away okay, the feeling of anxiety overwhelmed your body at the unknown fate of your peers.

you’d finally managed to get your breathing back to normal, feeling slightly more relaxed than you did, getting up off the dirty floor to survey your surroundings and start planning how in the hell you were going to get out of this fucking mess. you’d noticed some basic supplies scattered around, a bit of rope, a small half filled bottle of water and a rusty crowbar. you pocketed the rope and took a sip of the lukewarm water before throwing the bottle back onto the ground.

formulating your plan of action was abruptly cut short when the door you’d entered from burst open without warning, you’d grabbed for your knife again, pointing it towards the figure who’d just entered. the light coming through the door again blinded you for a few moments before shutting again, your eyes trying to adjust to the darkness. the heavy panting of the shadowy figure sounded all too familiar.

you could have thanked god in that moment, that he had delivered you just the person you’d hoped would have run out of luck, all packaged up with a pretty bow on top. it was only Negan, looking absolutely distressed and out of breath, obviously having had to fight off walkers, just the same as you. you carefully stepped further into the corner, trying to keep out of sight, formulating your next movements. you could finally do it, finally get him back, remove him off the face of the earth so ‘Negan and the Saviours’ were no longer anything more than a minor blip in history.

“god-fucking-damn it!” he growled, his tone angry, slamming his bat into the metal wall, making it wobble under the force of the smack. you could see his thoughts running at a mile a minute, the same look of ‘how the fuck do i get out of this one?’ that you’d had on your face only a couple minutes prior.

as his back turned towards you, you decided to go for it, leaping from your hiding spot, your heart beating out of your chest, you shoved him down onto his knees, a gruff sound of his breath hitching at the force, his precious weapon falling to the side of him.

you laid your entire weight on his back, your hands digging into his shoulders, your knife clattering on the metal floor just at the side of you, forcing him onto his stomach, your knee pressed deep into his lower back to deny him getting up. the element of surprise had made this all too easy.

“who the fuck are you?” he grunted out, trying to throw you off his back, your knee now shaking at how forcefully you were digging it into him.

“i told you i’d fucking kill you.” you spat at him, his body tensing up as your voice hit his ears. he gave a breathless, sarcastic chuckle.

“well…well…well, fancy bumpin’ into you doll! tell me, how’s ricks big master-fucking-plan working out for you?”

“brilliantly, considering you are now a second away from me slitting your throat.”

Negan pushed up with almighty force, putting you off balance, capitalising on your shock, he whipped around, coming down on top of you, your legs forced open as he parted them with his large frame, now holding you down, your arms above your head pushed into the ground.

“when i imagined us in this position doll, it wasn’t in a goddamned metal tin can, i can tell you that much.”

you growled at the idea - that he’d imagined you in such a compromising position. hearing this, you manoeuvred your legs to having your feet on his chest, pushing him over with all your force. he landed on his back with a thud, slightly yelping out at the pain.

you planted yourself on top of him, straddling his lower body, grabbing your knife and holding it just under his chin.

“you know, i’ve been thinking of this for months. why’d you have to do it, Negan? why?! my only family still breathing, butchered down by the likes of you! he was going to be a father! you tore me apart and laughed in the process. you think leaving me my stuff means i forgive what you did to me?!” you sneered at him, your rage now taking over, hot tears starting to pool in your eyes as the pain of what he’d done to you got too much to hide.

you expected him to laugh at you, just as he had before, planning to go out the way he had always been, cold hearted and evil. you were met with the exact opposite, he looked defeated, like the mask he used to hide had been ripped off.

“if i could take it back i would.” your eyes went wide, that wasn’t what you were expecting him to say. you pressed the knife a little harder into his chin, a small gash created under the pressure.

“i mean it doll, if i’d known he was your brother… i never would have touched him.” you almost dropped the knife, his confession hitting you.

“why? why am i any different to the other sisters?! the other family members of the people you’ve butchered, killed, fucking murdered? all for some pathetic little crusade? we’ve got enough fucking problems with the dead coming back to eat our asses!”

he sighed, putting his gloved hand on the blade, raising his eyebrows to indicate he wanted you to move it so he could sit up properly. you moved slow, with caution, ready to pounce again if this was some sort of false pretence. you allowed him to sit forward, his arms now coming out to balance himself, palms sat flat on the ground.

your chest now pressed up against his, as he looked you directly in your eyes, the hint of fear gone from his face. you should have killed him when you could, the guilt now entering your heart as he looked at you with such intensity.

“because, i see a headstrong, independent and straight up badass woman who doesn’t take shit from any fucker. i’d just beat the shit out of rick, cracked the holy hell out of two of your people and you still had the guts to threaten to slit my fucking throat.” you clasped his leather jacket under your hands, while still holding your knife at a downward angle, the blade sat on his thigh.

“and it also helps that you.. sweetheart - are one of the sexiest women i’ve ever seen this side of the apocalypse.”

your heart swooned, fuck you shouldn’t have been thinking like this.

he was the enemy, the man who had tormented you and your people for months on end, he’d killed your relative, for god sake! but in this moment, when all the theatrics, the violence, the destruction was taken away and it was the two of you staring into each other’s eyes, you didn’t care about that. you knew he was going easy on you, he could have grabbed Lucille with little to no effort and bashed your skull in, leaving you for dead but he didn’t. he was sat here with you, allowing you to be on top, in the power position.

you let your intrusive thoughts get the better of you, allowing the knife to slip from your grasp, one of your hands coming to cup his cheek, planting a long kiss on his lips. the attraction was there, you knew it, you’d known it since you laid eyes on him but everything in your soul told you it was wrong, it was borderline sinful to be so attracted to a man who had done such horrible things to people you cared the most about. you’d be banished if your people could see you now… but you didn’t fucking care.

when your lips separated, you felt his fingertips brush against your thighs, his hands gripping at your ass. Negan kissed your jawline, moving to the base of your neck, finally pressing his lips into the hollow of your throat, sending chills through to your spine. gently nibbling on your earlobe, you heard yourself softly moan, almost trying to repress your pleasure. you involuntarily started squirming your hips slightly in response to his actions.

“you are a real bastard - but you are going to give me this. i deserve this, Negan.”

he removed his hand from your ass, reaching around shrugging your thin jacket off your shoulders, followed by pulling your white top over your head, exposing your bra to him. you hastily reached around yourself, unhooking your bra, letting it fall into your lap before Negan moved it to the side of you. his hands then explored your chest, leaving harsh bites in a trail from your neck down to your breasts.

his tongue began tantalising your nipples one at a time, circling them, flicking back and forth across them - then kissing and sucking on them. his hand slipped to your jeans, unbuttoning them, pulling the zip down, caressing your pussy, slipping in-between your lips, finding your clit and harshly pressing down on it. he kissed his way back up your upper body, going over your neck, jawline and then back to your lips. he was still circling your clit, you tugged at his belt, slipping it open and pulling it out of its loops.

lifting yourself up you pulled his jeans down just enough to expose his erect, strong, and fucking big cock.

“i guess you are allowed to have such a annoyingly big ego.” you stated, Negan being brought out of his trance to grin at your statement.

looking at it sent a chill through you, the words you gave out were starting to get drowned out by the noises of the walkers outside the four walls, reminding you they could burst through at anytime. you momentarily rolled back off him, the loss of pressure on your clit making you whine out, pulling your jeans fully off.

you looked back at Negan, his glove glistening with your wetness as he put his hand into his mouth, tasting you.

“you taste fucking delicious doll.” he leaped forward, causing you to now be on your back, the same position he had you in earlier, running his hands over your breasts again, towering over you to kiss you, tasting yourself on his tongue.

slipping a hand between your bodies, you began stroking his cock, the pre cum dripping down onto your hand. supporting himself on one elbow, he took over your hands position on his cock, moving to line himself up. you felt the head of his cock probing your pussy, teasing your entrance. he moved his hips forward pushing his cock into into you, a loud moan escaping your lips.

once he’d positioned himself just right, Negan slid his arms under your back, supporting himself on his elbows while holding you in position. he began taking long but hard thrusts, almost ripping you apart. you raised your legs behind his back, crossing your ankles behind him. you twisted your hips, joining him to meet his thrusts, a grinding motion of your own. he took one hand off your back, causing your body to slump a bit as you propped yourself up on your elbow replacing yourself in the position. his hand he’d moved grasped your throat, just as hard as he was thrusting his hips into you.

“i might be a bastard doll, but you can’t deny those pretty slut noises you are making right now. you feel so good wrapped around my cock.”

you whimpered at his dirty mouth, you weren’t even in a good enough headspace to rebuke what he had claimed.

he continued to drill into you, you felt yourself shiver as the feeling built up inside your core. that pleasurable feeling you hadn’t felt in a good long while, never bothering to find love in such a fucked up world, no matter how many urges you had. you used your free hand to start circling your clit, trying to race to finish first, you knew the danger of staying here for too long. the pressure of his hand on your throat, the force of him continuing to rutt into you, your walls grasping him in a death grip.

“come on doll, i can feel it, cum for me. come on!”

he gave three sudden hard drives through you, joined with the pulsating of his cock you could feel deep inside you. your legs tightened around his torso out of reflex as your head threw back, the ecstasy laced sensation finishing you off as a few profanities slipped out of your mouth.

he followed behind you, as you felt him pull out, coating your inner thigh with his spend. he kept a hold of you as you both tried to catch your breath, the realisation of what you’d done hitting you just as hard as your orgasm had. you felt disgusted with yourself, not that you’d had sex but who’d you’d had sex with. you had let yourself get swept away with the pleasure, the carnal need to get yourself off and now you’d done something you could never take back.

you grabbed your jeans, pulling them back up your legs and re-buttoning them up. grabbing your bra, you readjusted it back on your body along with your top and jacket as well.

“why the rush doll?” fuck, you’d almost forgot he was even there.

“well, it might be something to do with the impending walkers at the fucking door, Negan… or the fact i just had sex with probably the worst choice of person i could have ever had sex with?”

his face dropped at that, “come on doll, did the pouring of my heart out earlier not change your mind about me? i’m not a fucking asshole, i’m just someone trying to protect the people who look to me to protect them.”

that caught the attention from your actions, you looked at him, still sat on the ground, his now flaccid cock laying on his lower stomach.

you scoffed, putting your hands in your pockets, feeling the rope still place there, you had to move fast.

you made your way over to him, cupping his face lovingly, making it seem like you were going to kiss him, before shoving the rope in his mouth, tying it tightly around the back of his head, his eyes widening at your actions.

shoving him around with all your force onto his stomach, you grabbed his discarded belt, looping it at his elbows, pulling the belt through the buckle and popping it onto the tightest hole there was. Negan struggled against you, trying his best to fight out of the belt you’d caged him with, his post orgasm energy wasn’t enough coupled with the pain now shooting through his manhood at the force you’d pushed him down at.

you pulled him up, he was resting on his knees, the same position he’d had you all on the night at the RV all those months ago. you couldn’t deny the full circle moment left a sweet taste on your tongue.

you grabbed your knife, sheathing it back in place, before turning back to look at him once more.

“plea-se don’t, i want you to be with me!” he said, at least that’s what you think he’d said, the words coming out all muffled from the rope being in his mouth.

you laughed.

“oh i’m sorry? did you think that just because i let you into my panties, i was going to spare your life? oh no honey, i’ll let the walkers have at you.” you bent down to his face, giving him a patronising kiss on the cheek, he was still rutting around trying to get out of the restraints as he looked at you murderously. “let’s hope they tear that big cock of yours off your body first.” you moved to the exit, winking at him.

“although, if by some miracle you escape this? come find me, you know where i’ll be. this? this has been fun.”

you pulled your knife out, hand on the door, ready to fight your way through however many remained outside, leaving some for dear old negan though.

[raya-rhaenyra-ahsoka]

My Thoughts on Ep.06 - We Take a Zebra to Vegas, A rant (SPOILERS AHEAD!)

Actual Iris-messaging on screen! Good way to start the episode.

Yes, toss the drachma, SEAWEED BRAIN!

If you want the gods’ attention, you have to pay for it. Eh, not surprised since it’s kinda how children have to do to get their parents’ attention these days.

Wtf is Luke Castellan doing in Chiron’s office?

We know who stole the bolt. (Book-readers, we know who stole the bolt!)

*Calm expression* How do you know? and not *gasp* Really? Who is it? Very sus. 🤔

I do have a love-hate relationship with Clarisse La Rue as a character, but accusing her as the lightning thief? OH, HELL NO!

This convo:

Luke: Guys, what is this?

Percy and Annabeth: What?

Luke: When did you turn into an old married couple?

Percy and Annabeth:

Everyone in the fandom:

Luke channeling his big brother energy by teasing Annabeth, his little sister, to a boy her age. Annabeth’s going through that older-sibling-embarrassing-you-in-front-of-your-crush stage. It’s just typical sibling stuff.

Annabeth, externally: *pokerface*; Annabeth, internally: STOP EMBARRASSING ME!

Confirmed: Luke ships Percabeth. ��

Percy changing the subject because he’s also embarrassed.

Annabeth cuts off the connection before Percy can mention Hermes and tells him Luke and his dad aren’t on good terms.

Grover just figured out that the truck is driven by animal traffickers and insists that they free the animals is absolute peak characterization.

They’re like artists. Proceeds to release the animals in the middle of traffic.

How that convo basically went:

Percy: Idk about this, man.

Grover: Oh, they’ll be fine. I gave them the satyr’s blessing so they’ll be able to reach the wilderness safely.

Percy: Dude, I meant for these people.

Grover: Oh, uh, it’s fine. These people destroyed nature so idgaf about them. But the animals are fine, so let’s go!

Percy: So, which hotel is the Lotus Casino? It could be any building-

Annabeth: Duh! Obviously, it’s the one with the giant lotus blossom on it.

Percy: Seriously?

3 minors walking into a Casino hotel. Totally normal and not suspicious at all.

Dua Lipa’s Levitating instead of Lady Gaga’s Pokerface. I ain’t even mad.

WISE GIRL! WISE GIRL! WISE GIRL! HE CALLED HER WISE GIRL! 😍🥰

Of course, Annabeth insists Percy goes with her. Percabeth! 😍

Annabeth tells Percy about May Castellan, Luke’s Mom. It’s kinda early to know about this, but I’m not complaining. It just justifies Luke’s resentment of Hermes in the show.

Grover: *finds Augustus, a fellow Satyr* *Forgets everything*

Please tell me someone else heard some kid calling out BIANCA in the background. It's not just me, right? Please tell me it's the di Angelo siblings in the Lotus Casino. UNCLE RICK, WE NEED ANSWERS!

Percy explaining his nightmares and asks if they are real.

How that convo went:

Annabeth: Hmm, idk

Percy: How do you not know?

Annabeth: I may be smart but there are things I don’t know.

Percy: Wtf does that make me then?

Hermes/Alexander Hamilton not throwing away his shot. How does a bastard, son of a god and a Pleiad. Grow up to be a master trickster, according to Homer’s Illiad…

In Vegas you can be a new man...apparently, not.

Hermes: I’m not doing this again. You’re on your own, kids. Bye!

Annabeth: We’re friends of Luke’s.

Hermes: *surprise pikachu face* Damn it, let’s talk.

Hermes being an epitome of another crappy absent godly parent. Not surprised.

Annabeth doing what probably Luke taught her to do:

Annabeth: So I stole Hermes’ keys.

Percy: You what?

Annabeth: I turned invisible and picked his pocket.

Percy: You stole from the god of thieves?

Annabeth: Yes, I’m multi-talented. Lol

Percy: *lowkey falls in love*

The lotus fruit being pumped into the air is something new.

Percy: Grover got really old. 🤣

Percy and Annabeth chases Augustus around while Grover’s playing VR games.

Grover forgetting things because he was alone, while Percy and Annabeth remember because they have each other. PERCABETH!

Grover acting all carefree like a dentist just sedated him with nitrous oxide, while Percy and Annabeth are frantically looking for Hermes’ car will never be not funny.

TO THE DUMB KIDS. Yep, that note is for you.

Percy: So, who’s driving?

Percy and Annabeth turning to Grover because he’s the adult.

Grover: *still high* Idk man. Idk what we're even doing here.

Percy: Ok, I’ll do it. How hard can it be. If I killed the Minotaur, I can drive a cab.

Percy: How hard could this be? Proceeds to hit the car on several columns.

Percy getting angry because another car didn’t slow down and nearly hit them, then slamming the horn. Bruh, you’re inner New Yorker is showing and I’m here for it.

This scene: 😍😍😍

Me, watching this scene:

Percy and Annabeth smiling at each other then realizing the car’s scraping the wall. This shit cracked me up.

The truck nearly hitting them gave me a mini-heart attack. Good thing they’re in Hermes’ cab.

Percy half-nervous and half-excited to finally meet his Dad only to find a Nereid instead, giving him 4 teleportation pearls as a gift.

The title implying they took a Zebra to Vegas but we see no zebra? Come on! Anyway, that was a good episode. Can't wait for the Percy vs Ares showdown next week.

[punkeropercyjackson]

Do you have any instances of Persephone canonically hating men? Just asking because I love misandrists. 🥰

Was gonna say 'Aw man it'll take me a while to find the passages :(' but then i realized i can just tell you the scenes LOL

Called Ares ugly in her narration because he looks too much like a guy(for context,he was to look like a military man because god of war)

THERE ARE SO.SO MANY FUCKING TIMES SHE'S SO DONE WITH APOLLO LMFAO And the reason for it is that he's very a stereotypical guy unlike her and it's worth noting that other girls finds this charming but she thinks it makes him an annoying douchebag

Canon life from her is 'I am SALLY JACKSON'S son!' after being told she's Poseidon's son

Dosen't fw with almost any male god on sight but thinks positively of almost every goddess on sight too

Automactically dubs male characters as less smart than their female counterparts(such as Piper and Leo,Grover and Thalia,etc)

Agrees with a lot of Zoe Nightshade's opinions on men in The Titan's Curse where they interact as basically the central relathionship and the only reason it's not a fullon thing in it is that Rick wants us to think PERCY is a man too

Gives Luke zero grace and i do mean NONE,homegirl barely thinks about him post betrayal💀

I do see her as bi for kinnie reasons but there's a lot scenes of her wondering wtf the appeal is of other guys when girls thirst after them-Which i think.Includes herself because her egg is so uncracked TSITJSTSEJTDJTDJTDJ and she's got self-eestem issues😭😭😭

[smutinlove]

You were my light (Part 4)

Carl Grimes x Reader

Warnings: Tiny angst, suggestive, nothing bad really.

☽ Author's note☾ That fun turned into me writing part 4 cause it's fun. anyway it IS VERY rushed. I'M SORRY. I was gonna make this like 20 parts long but school is starting soon. EEE gritting my teeth rn. wtf. show some love by liking. DO NOT STEAL, COPY, OR TRANSLATE MY WORK IN ANOTHER LANGUAGE.

Thank you to everyone who reads this!

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 5

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Summary - The daughter of the now dead Negan Smith is walking in the woods. She thought she was alone. But she wasn't.

❝ Ocean blue eyes looking in mine I feel like I might sink and drown and die ❞

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Two weeks. You have been staying in Alexandria for the past two weeks. Carol, the sweetest person you had ever met, got you an apartment in Alexandria. But there was still some part of you that wanted to leave. Go back to the woods. The woods were a bit like home to you.

But now Alexandria is your home. For now, at least. You would stay here, despite the dirty and angry looks the Alexandrians gave you. Even if Carl ignored you, you would stay here. For Carol.

Carl Grimes was a confusing fellow, wasn't he? Yep. That motherless man was strange and did not trust people easily.

Rick had been pushing Carl to talk to you. And Carol had been pushing you to go up to Carl and kiss his pretty little face. And maybe have sex with him. Maybe.

"Carol, what the hell?! I will not be doing that. Never!" You promised the gray-haired woman. "Please, I've seen it. You two have been staring at each other like it's the first time you've seen the opposite sex."

Carol laughed. She placed a plate of food in front of you. Carol, I just ate—"

"—Yeah, three hours ago. Eat," she ordered. "But—"

"No. Now, eat, Y/N." Carol was sweet like that. She cared about you. Carol reminded you of your mother, Lucille. She was caring, brave, smart, and could be strict, but you were always happy with your mom. And now she was dead. Gone. Erased from the world.

Y/N Smith, girlfriend of Carl Grimes—it does have a nice ring to it, doesn't it?

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You saw Carl with Judith, his younger sister. She was a cute kid. "Carl!" You called out.

"Judy, go back inside," he whispered to his younger sister, and she reluctantly obeyed.

After Judith left, he walked up to you. "What is it, Y/N?" He asked. Carl sounded bored. Were you really that horrible to him?

"You've been avoiding me. Why?" You asked.

Well, so much for not asking him that.

He scoffed and looked at you in disbelief. "You—" He laughed. Why was he laughing? Maybe YOU shouldn't have asked that. It was a bad idea. A really bad one. You muttered an apology before quickly walking away from him.

But to your surprise, you felt him grab your wrist. "Leaving so soon, doll?"

There he was, back to calling you "doll" and sweetheart.

Men.

"I thought you didn't want to talk to me," you said.

"Well, you thought wrong, sweetheart. You were so wrong."

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Lips touching lips.

You could feel, those warm, soft lips. Carl's lips. Your lips. Lips moving against lips. Carl's hands were on your hips. Your hands are on his shoulders. Both of you were sitting on his bed. "Doll." Carl's voice was rough and breathy. "Hmm." You hummed.

He kissed you again. But then he abruptly pulled back: "You sure you wanna do this, Y/N?"

You nodded. He started to unbutton your shirt.

Your shirt came off. Then Carl's. "God, you're perfect, doll."

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You were lying next to Carl. Completely forgetting how he knocked you out, slapped you, and fed you dog food.

And then you remembered what you said.

"Carl, about what I said—" But he swiftly cut you off with a "Sweetheart, I just had my dick inside you. And you're still thinking about what you said?" He chuckled. "Doll, you don't need to apologize. I swear. It's fine. I was a jackass to you. And hey, I deserved that hit. I got a pretty cool scar out of it." He laughed.

You remembered when you hit him with a glass vase. It was a bad idea. But he said it himself; he got a cool scar out of it.

He was gorgeous.

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Part 5?

☽ Another author's note☾ so what do we think guys?? Part 5 will come out tomorrow. I SWEAR WITH MY LEFT TOE AND PINKY THAT I REALLY WANTED TO MAKE THIS SLOW BURN. BUT SCHOOL GUYS. I GOTTA FOCUS ON BEING FAMOUS FOR BEING SMART. 🙄ANYWAY i love you all so much ❤️y/n, why do you have to lie so much? you promised my girly carol that YOU WOULD NOT FUCK CARL. dumb bitch. anyway carl is totally into us like

[universe-xlll]

Hey this post has spoilers from the PJO series, so beware of my rambling:]

So first things first....

HOW THE FUCK DID RICK THOUGH IT WAS OK TO JUST THROW THE Di Angelo's NAME AS A RESTAURANT??????

LIKE, EXCUSE ME??? SIR?? I WAS EXPECTING THAT REFERENCE UNTIL THE LOTUS CASINO EPISODE!!!

I can't wrap that around my head still, like, I kept screaming thinking about it, I was hoping a Dam joke about some other stuff but not that one wtf

Also ANNABETH, EXCUSE ME BUT WTF?? she's smarter here ngl she saw the bathroom thing with Clarisse and said, that's the one I'm gonna throw him into the lake if he doesn't use his powers again B)

Sally, my girl, you are a Queen.

Percy making an offering to his mom??? That was so much sadder than I thought.

Grover, dude, no, that was rude, he betrayed Percy's trust like nothing!! Also Rick appears in the background as a teacher at the principal's office.

But then my man said nah I'm gonna tell him the truth about his mom because that's something he needs to know. But he said it so Percy would want to go to the mission, which is something that kinda happens in the books.

Percy wants to go to the mission because he wanted to save his mom. So yeaaah!

Mr. D, that scene was so pjo coded idk how to explain it but damn, that's feels like something Dionysus would try to do in the books with the new campers. Which is canon now thanks to Rick

Anyways I would keep making posts about the series as I rewatch it to point out stuff :]

[fantimati]

Anyways things about Bobby and Bobbi sykes I will never stop thinking about

Bobbi literally only existing to protect Bobby and punish the people who hurt him and literally being said that she "was born when Bobby needed her to do what Bobby needed her to di" like some kind of sentient trauma response.

Bobby almost always being depicted as drowning in music videos even as the parasite and in chubby mermaid. (The depression and loneliness guys. He's depressed and lonely)

Bobby's songs being cries for help (moron.) and being confused on who he should be (Destiny)

Bobbi's literally being a lullaby telling you not to give up and keep going even when you feel like dieing.

Their middle name is Joe and jo lol

Bobby literally being referred to as an angel of love in art and sharing love and care with basically every character (even he really doesn't want to)

The animation of Bobby and Bobbi coming out of eachother in the weasel song

Bobbi being based off of Bobby's concept of femininity from Kit bc he loves her so much big sister <333

The transness guys. Can we talk about the transness. Goodness. Guys in rock opera they're literally the same person. "Please help me I can't breathe anymore. The perfect he. The quest to be, it's killing me" is literally the first line of Moron. Being the "perfect 'he' (man? Boy?) is a burden to bobby and Bobby is dieing under the weight. "The you, who used to be so free by me Where is she, where is she, now?" Is talking about Bobbi.

Can we go back to Bobbi being some kind of trauma response because when she says "I was born when he needed me" it shows Bobby being stabbed by nutt. +nutt unknowingly strengthening her and both of them being associated with hatred and anger. There is an implied splintering of Bobby's and nutt's relationship before canon (exes?👀) that caused nutt to hate Bobby. it just has me thinking maybe that incident caused Bobbi to be born and for Bobby to get all those walls up.

Rick sleeping in the background of the Bobbi/Bobby vs mi na ,ayane, and mai fight. Like is he not surprised his younger sibling is able to grow and shrink boobs on command or was he just not paying attention.

Wtf is angel homecoming.

[pain-is-too-tired]

This scene makes me sick to my stomach actually-

"Perrrrcy!" Grover bleated.

I rolled again as Luke's sword slashed the deck chair in half, metal pipes and all. I clawed toward the swimming pool, trying not to black out. I'd never make it. Luke knew it, too. He advanced slowly, smiling. The edge of his sword was tinged with red. "One thing I want you to watch before you die, Percy." He looked at the bear-man Oreius, who was still holding Annabeth and Grover by the necks. "You can eat your dinner now, Oreius. Bon appetit" "He-he He-he!" The bear-man lifted my friends and bared his teeth.

Like, this isn't just him trying to kill Percy because he's against him and he feels he has to do it or whatever. This is Luke taking joy in not only killing a 13 yr old boy. But making him watch his friends be eaten before he does.

Not just that. One of said friends being the girl that he supposedly sees as a sister. But yeah,sure he's fine with her being eaten alive.

The difference between how Luke acts and how Kronos in Luke's body acts is really not that different. Like wtf 😭

He's like 20 yrs old here too btw. Why is a 20 yr old taking joy in torturing a 13 YR OLD BOY WITH THE DEATH OF HIS FRIENDS BEFORE KILLING HIM.

The fact that they tried to make us feel he was redeemable is insane.

No Rick! I don't think the man who tried to kill a young boy and feed his "sister" to a bear-man is all that redeemable just cause he maytred himself. I just- why???

And that's just one thing he's done.

Idk if they'll keep this in the show or not. But if they do? My gods...it's gonna be so hard trying to act chill with my mom why watching it.

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