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blackhillverse · 1 day
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they said this is the cheapest marvel series ever produced. see, this is what happens when you focus on storytelling instead of unnecessary stuff no one cares about. i loved this episode so much. please, give me more low-budget marvel shows that care about the plot, the characters, and their target audience. i don't need another rdj blockbuster marvel movie. you can have that. give me meaningful stories with a low budget, made by people who truly believe in what they're creating.
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tiredaf23 · 4 days
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I have mixed feelings on Curly, honestly. I can sympathize with and understand him beyond anyone's imagination! But like.. Come on, dude.. You're gonna keep Jimmy??
Okay, I actually kind of get it. Sometimes, you need to put things aside for the safety of people. Granted Jimmy was not being a safe person at all, but he's all Curly had to help him run the ship. Jimmy was 2nd in command by Pony Express' order. I'm like 99% sure if Curly had to choose, he'd choose Swansea. It's canon the two had a mutual respect for each other.
Another thing, I don't think people realize Curly was still injured when he found out what Jimmy did to Anya. Does that excuse the "I know him"? No, absolutely not. But this man was in shock. Hell, I was in shock and I saw it coming! Even so, what could Curly have done? He's burnt to a crisp, doesn't have hands, it hurts him to move, what did people expect??
"Hey, Jimmy, you did a bad thing to Anya and I think-"
BAM!! Metal pipe to the head, no doubt.
I just wish there was an option to help Anya, honestly. And Daisuke?? Gods, I wanna help them both!
I wanna help them all but Jimmy, tbh.
I feel so much goddamn understanding and sympathy for Curly its ridiculous. Another bad thing is we're split sensitive 😀👍
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cranbytes · 3 months
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kyora fuckin dies when (also rare digital art that i made on my phone)
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srdonix · 5 months
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Stucky and kisses
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rhaenyrathecruell · 4 months
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gothic-clownz · 3 days
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taking responsibility into her own hands
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herprincess · 5 months
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she is gonna live forever
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2parka · 1 month
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Is this show's fandom still active?
Hopefully a Tremorton Magazine Exclusive will hype it up again~.
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cchickki · 2 months
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Say goodbye, Gortash.
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dilfismz · 5 months
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Don’t be a Stranger
Summary: You and Rick met in Atlanta while you were out with Glenn. Both of you ended up saving him and the handsome officer caught your eye. However, he becomes a forbidden fruit once you return to camp and find out Lori is actually his wife.
Warning: hurt/comfort, not the kinda comfort reader is hoping for, angst
A/n: How Glenn and reader met Rick isn’t 100% cannon in comparison to the events of TWD.
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The chaotic streets of Atlanta seemed never-ending, a labyrinth of death and despair. Yet, amidst the horrors, you found an unlikely partner in Glenn. His knack for survival paired with a sense of humor kept you grounded. The two of you navigated the city, scavenging for supplies and scouting for any signs of life. It was on one of these ventures that you first met him. Rick Grimes.
A desperate cry echoed through the empty streets, cutting through the eerie silence. Glenn's eyes widened as he heard the voice.
"Cmon," he muttered, urgency creeping into his tone.
Before you could process the name, Glenn sprinted towards the source. You followed, heart pounding, your makeshift weapon gripped tightly in your hand. Turning a corner, you saw him. A man in a sheriff's uniform, surrounded by a horde of walkers. His movements were precise, calculated, but the odds were against him. Without hesitation, you and Glenn dove into the fray, taking down walkers with swift, determined strikes.
Together, you managed to clear a path, giving the man a chance to catch his breath. He looked at you both, gratitude and exhaustion evident in his piercing blue eyes.
"Thank you," he said, voice rough but sincere. "I owe you my life."
You survey the handsome man. His sharp jawline handsomely framed with 5 o’clock shadow does not go unnoticed as you smirk, “The only thing you owe me is your name”.
“Rick Grimes”
‘Rick Grimes’, you replay the name over and over in your head, ogling the God-like man.
“I’m Glenn and my star struck friend over here is Y/N”, Glenn butts in, all while nudging your side.
You roll your eyes and walk ahead both of the men, swaying your hips. “Well, Rick Grimes, I suggest you follow us if you wanna live”, you say in a teasing tone.
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Rick (or ‘Officer Friendly’ as he’d called himself recently) was not expecting the chaos that would emit within the first few hours of meeting you. He had not only handcuffed the raging lunatic of your group, Merle to a roof. He had also walked through Atlanta covered in Walker guts.
Nonetheless you, Rick, Glenn, Jacque, Morales, and Andrea all made your way back to camp. This is where you discovered that Rick was the same man Lori, one of your campmates, had been waiting for. The reunion was bittersweet. You watched from the sidelines as Lori and Rick embraced, tears streaming down her face, their son Carl clinging to his father's side.
You should have felt happy for them. And you did, to an extent. But a pang of something else twisted in your chest whenever you saw them together.
Days turned into weeks, and you found yourself drawn to Rick despite the unspoken boundaries. His presence was magnetic. He was a natural leader, his determination and compassion shining through even in the darkest moments. You admired him, respected him, and, against your better judgment, you began to care for him deeply.
One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the camp, you found yourself alone with Rick. The two of you were on watch duty, scanning the perimeter for any signs of danger.
"How are you holding up…I feel like you’ve been quiet lately" he asked, his voice breaking the comfortable silence.
You glanced at him, the setting sun casting shadows across his rugged features. "I manage," you replied vaguely, trying to keep your tone light. "It's all we can do."
He nodded, a faint smile playing on his lips. "You did good out there in the big city. I wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for you”.
Your heart skipped a beat at the compliment, but you forced a casual shrug. "Just doing what I had to. We all are."
Silence settled between you again, but it was charged with unspoken words. You could feel his gaze on you, and when you finally dared to meet his eyes, the intensity there made your breath hitch.
“You’ve been so distant the last few days. You were my first new friend in this crazy world. I know we just met but I miss our friendship”, Rick whispers out.
“Rick…”, you trail off, a tear threatening to spill out of your eyelids.
“What is it? Don’t be a stranger now, I’m here for ya”, he reassures, a hand resting on yours.
"Rick," you began, your voice barely above a whisper, "I—"
Before you could finish, the sound of approaching footsteps interrupted. You turned to see Lori coming towards you, a soft smile on her face.
"Hey," she said, her presence a stark reminder of the lines you couldn't cross. "Carl wants to show you something, Rick."
Rick nodded, tearing his eyes away from you. "I'll be right there," he replied.
As he walked away, following Lori back to the camp, you felt a mix of relief and longing. You knew that whatever connection you felt with Rick had to remain unspoken, a forbidden fruit that you could never taste.
But in the quiet moments, when you were alone with your thoughts, you couldn't help but wonder what might have been if the world were different. If fate had dealt you a different hand, perhaps Rick Grimes would have been more than just a fleeting wish in a world gone mad.
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catterrificposts · 2 days
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seeing mouthwashing fanart that either portrays Jimmy as a tumblr sexyman or ship art of Jimmy x Anya makes me want to crawl around the floor and eat sheet metal. more fanart of jimmy being full force ejected from the pony express please
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twinsfawn · 5 months
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love to absolutely SLAM the block button on people who spam tags
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theredumbrellatheory · 4 months
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:3 yeah
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timeangel · 3 months
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guys I can’t fucking deal with the Beatles fandom on tiktok anymore I’m staying here 😭😭
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rhaenyrathecruell · 4 months
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One thing I can’t get over is that criston cole was supposed to be protecting the royals and doing his duty yet he was banging alicent. Imagine watching your child be beheaded and you can’t find any guards only to find the kings guard who was supposed to be protecting you in your mother’s bed.
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vivalahannibal · 4 months
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Temu may i respectfully ask.. What the actual fuck is this?
"sexy and charming man with attractive Hannibal printed shower curtain" i mean damn right but 😭😭😭
I was curious to see if temu had anything hannibal related and there were like 3 things and this, of all the things this was one of them?
Also whose art did they steal🙏
And one of the other things that there were was this..
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A CAR STICKER???!!! THAT'S SO RANDOM I'M DYING 😭😭
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