#i don't want to talk about charlie's death i don't think i can handle this

[linusbenjamin]

We have to go back, Kate.

[helluvapoison]

Hey can you write headcanons for alastor, angel dust(both platonic) and sir pentious (romantic) with a gen z/millennial reader? Just general stuff and interactions (like maybe talking about how things are for the lgbt community with angel and talking to alastor about gramophones and how they're coming back in style) and just some shenanigans

I know you don't have these characters listed in your writing list, and it's completely fine if you cant write for them but i love your writing style and characterization so I wanted to know how you'd imagine things would go

Alastor, Angel Dust (platonic) and Sir Pentious (romantic) x Reader

˚✧₊⁎ Alastor ⁎⁺˳✧༚

• “Hey Al! Loving the drip, it’s giving strawberry cow meets dark academia core.”

• Now he knows what others feel like when speaking to Zestial. He doesn’t understand half of what you say

• You taught him “tea”. Originally he thought you were providing real tea, something useful, not tedious gossip about— Oh. Oh. That could come in handy, actually. Alastor begins to pencil you into his afternoon tea. Sometimes you bring him useful information, others he has to sit through petty issues that make his eye twitch

• Alastor outright bans you from using your phone around him. He has no interest in this “meme” that reminds you of him (Don’t bring it out again, next time he’ll break it)

You groan, “It’s not as funny if I have to explain it!”

“It must not be very humorous in the first place.” He retorts

• He thinks you’re complimenting his taste in decor when you call it vintage

• You’ve proven yourself a useful acquaintance. Like Nifty, he’s grown accustomed to your presence and learned it may be better not to understand the inner workings of your mind

• “Got any aces?” someone asks while you play Go Fish with Husk, Angel and Sir Pina Colada. You never fail to jab a thumb in Alastor’s direction, cackling and kicking your feet

• They give you a peculiar look in reply

“Fuck you guys, I ate.”

• Yeah, they don’t get that one either

˚✧₊⁎ Angel Dust ⁎⁺˳✧༚

• It feels like every day Angel’s mid-insult and snapping his fingers at you, beckoning for you to conjure up a fresh comeback

• “Ooh! You just got cancelled, take the L, you fucking poser!”

He cackles, “Yeah! What they said!”

• Started calling himself an e-girl because you said it once about Charlie and never elaborated. He thinks it means cute… He’s not wrong? You don’t correct him, it’s funnier this way

• Playful arguments 24/7

“RIP, Angel, you would have loved Mean Girls— Wait, if a movie dies would it come to Hell? Never mind, don’t answer that, it would obviously go to Heaven.”

“I’ve met some real weirdos down here, sweetheart, and you outrank almost all of ‘em.”

• Something Angel noticed he could only appreciate from you is how different you react to his relationship with Val. He already knows it’s not healthy and he knows he gets defensive when people bring it up. Like the others, you listen, you comfort, you get furious on his behalf. You also offer him insight and labels he never thought would be helpful

• You hold up two fingers like you’re conducting an orchestra as you speak, “Say it with me; boundaries, bitch.”

“Boundaries..? S’at like bondage–?”

”NO!”

• Angel’s the only one that makes HellToks with you. The dances he learns faster and performs them better than you, often adding his own choreography to them. The “pass the phone” challenges never end well– especially when he tries to rope Nifty or Alastor in on them (RIP your old phone)

• Honestly, you’re pretty surprised you get along with Angel as well as you do. Y’know, considering he died a thousand years before you—

“I ain’t that old!”

“Your death certificate says otherwise, fam!”

˚✧₊⁎ Sir Pentious ⁎⁺˳✧༚

• He’s not sure how to handle how touchy you are first. You go around high-fiving everyone, freely holding hands with whoever lets you, offering hugs and– thump. Your head hits his lap, staring straight right at him with a goofy grin. And that.

• “Say slay,”

“Sssslay?”

• Oh. He quite likes the laugh that gets out of you

• Starts saying the word as much as possible, puffing his chest out proudly when you double over laughing. You don’t have the heart to tell him he’s using it wrong 99.9% of the time

• When you began consistently picking him for a chair instead of the others, he was stuck between throwing you across the room and making a break for it or pointing and laughing in the faces of everyone else. You chose him! HA!

• Bless his soul, the way he asked you out was so sweet

“I’ve done extensive research and found the equivalent of going sssteady in your language! I would like for us to move forward with the relationship ssstatus.”

“Huh? Oh. You want to go out with me? Yeah!”

“Fuck yesss!“

• Pentious gives ride or die a new definition. Everything you say or you do, he will back you up. His eyes sparkle from the praise you give him

• That, and making him blush takes little effort on your part. Complimenting him like you always do (at least he thinks you are, sometimes he’s not certain) has his cheeks glowing in seconds

• After following you around for an hour, because Pentious wanted to make sure you could get along with the Egg Boiz without him, they adopt bits of your personality and bizarre phrases. “Now we have two parents!” “No cap!” “Yes cap, you’re wearing a hat!”

• You’ve single handedly make the Egg Boiz worse in the eyes of everyone but Pen. He’s ecstatic over the results, he doesn’t know what he would do if he had to choose between you and his eggs

~

╰(*´︶`*)╯♡ this was so silly and fun, i hope you enjoy anon!

[fallenhunnyapple]

Since I talked about Human Priest AU, I think I should talk about the Runner up too! Yet another AU with @fallenguitarhero

Amnesia AU

The basic premise is after Adam's death, when he gets revived in Hell, its as a Naked Idiot, thinking he'd just woken up from when he was put to sleep when they took his Rib for Eve. He doesn't know what this place is, why its Red and Hot, or why he's no longer in Eden. He awoke outside the Hotel so his first instinct is to look inside the strange structure and figure out what's going on.

(the rest under a Readmore cuz it got a little long and I don't wanna clog your dashes-)

Charlie thinks there's a new Sinner outside the Hotel and goes to greet him and instead met with a Very Naked Adam who doesn't seem to recognise her. Not wanting to let a confused and naked Adam wander Hell alone, she brings him inside and dresses him (poorly in a sheet) and tries to get to the bottom of it. Adam thinks she's an Angel since she looks so much like Lucifer, she must be one of his Angelic siblings, it's the only thing that makes sense.

He talks to her about his life in Eden, about how Lucifer is his best friend and he doesn't like Lilith because she doesn't listen to him so he gets in trouble with the Angels. About how they have started leaving him alone. About how the Angels say there's something wrong with him but once they do this thing that he was put to sleep for everything will get better! Lucifer said he would be there when he woke up, but Lucifer wasn't anywhere, why did he lie to him? But Charlie is nice, she listens to him. Usually the Angels dismiss him or ignore him, they don't care about his problems, but Charlie actually listens. The only other one to do that was Lucifer, that's why it hurts that he's been avoiding him-

Charlie of course calls her dad to come and help take care of this, she's Really out of her depth, she is Not equipt to deal with all this and she doesn't want to introduce Adam to the whole idea of Hell because, well, that's not her place. This has to be handled in a way she can't and by someone she's not. And when Lucifer does arrive, it takes Charlie only moments to see that Adam is completely In Love with her Dad. Who, for his part, is entirely oblivious. She feels almost Bad for Adam.

Lucifer ends up staying at the Hotel to keep an eye on Adam and it honestly doesn't take long for a relationship to start. Adam finds out from Charlie and Angel that being Gay is Okay, and that Lucifer is Bi. He doesn't understand much of what's going on, but he knows he's not in the Garden and he doesn't have the Angels' expectations placed on him anymore, he doesn't need to procreate and he can pursue what he wants. And what he wants is Lucifer. Lucifer for his part Isn't in Love, but there is something about how Adam is so innocent and earnest, how he makes Lucifer feel old but also feel like there's a way to start over, how he makes Lucifer feel wanted for the first time in many years. He may not be in Love, but he wants to make Adam Happy, he wants to take a chance on this Do Over.

Lucifer, despite not being in love, becomes a bit emotionally dependent and obsessed with Adam. He likes feeling needed, and he loves feeling wanted. It's helping heal some part of him that's been broken since his and Lilith's relationship started falling apart many years ago. Adam's mischievous, curious, and bright nature helps revitalize him in a way he didn't expect. And Adam is worried for him when he hits lows, he tries to cheer him up in whatever way he can think of. And having someone around during those times that shows how much they care does a Lot of good. Adam is his ESA.

There are a few things going on with Adam, though. First and Foremost, in a bid to keep him innocent, to avoid overwhelming him and to avoid making things Confusing and Terrible, they're trying to keep him oblivious to what this place Actually Is. They don't call it Hell, he shouldn't Know what that is. He doesn't know about Sin in that way and they don't want to introduce it to him like that. He's not allowed to go out unless it's with someone Trusted (Mainly Lucifer or Charlie, but that does eventually extend to Angel and Vaggie.) It would be hard to explain what happened to Humanity, why things are the way they are. It's not an easy thing to keep covered up. But it's not something they can hide forever, especially because of the next point.

He is slowly getting his memories back, reliving his personal traumas, the feelings of betrayal, the emptiness, the loneliness, the bitter hatred. He'd have memories of Feelings, hating the color red, feeling some level of bitterness and resentment towards the man he Knows he loves, etc but he never had any context for them. But he slowly gets them back. But everything is getting recontextualized, he has support from Lucifer and Charlie and other people at the Hotel. It's still difficult to deal with the memories and feelings, but he's not dealing with them alone and he feels genuinely cared about, it makes all the difference. Lucifer asks him if he believes he loves him, because by the time enough of these memories resurface, Lucifer does love him and Adam had never questioned it. So its hard when he genuinely answers he doesn't know. But it's okay, they can work through it together.

But aside from his memories coming back, Adam is also dealing with the much more physical problem of transformation. His blood is still gold, he's a Fallen Angel, even if he doesn't have the context of it. And gradually his body changes. His Fallen form doesn't quite reflect his Angelic form as he started as an almost blank slate. He's becoming a Catboy, or Lion Boy specifically, a kemonomimi type with more cat mannerisms. It's chalked up to the eventual corruption of anything residing in Hell, but it's part of his fate as a Fallen Angel. Lucifer isn't complaining and Adam is getting scritches and pets so he really has no complaints either.

There are a few other points and thoughts, but this is the general overview of it-

[captain-mj]

Loved Graves locker room pep-talk to the shadows in the mw3 trailer, I feel like the 141 would witness one of these and tease the shadows and Graves😂

Yes. Very much so

Graves offered the 141 use of one of their bases to use as an apology for what happened in the past. Secretly, Phillip was trying to get a certain Captain John Price to pay attention to him. No luck yet, but he could hope.

That morning before a mission, he was giving his Shadows a normal pep-talk. They all seemed to like it, complaining the one time he didn't do one. He gave them all a smile. It was lopsided thanks to the scar on his cheek and then they immediately said "Yup, yup!"

Gaz was staring at them, wide eyed. "Do you guys... do that often?"

Alpha 2-4 Edward, one of the newest members of his team, frowned. "Does Price not do that for you?"

"No?? Is this an American thing?"

Graves glared at him. "As their commander, I do what I can to prepare them for upcoming in missions."

Gaz nodded and slowly backed away, commenting about cult like behavior.

Graves set his jaw and sent his men out. He was now substantially more irritated than before but he wanted his Shadows mission ready. So many Shadows had died thanks to those goddamn Russians recently and even though he had made amends with the Vaqueros, that didn't undo the deaths on both sides. His numbers were low and... well...

He didn't think his heart could handle it well. He had started to refer to them by their number, as awful as it was, in some way to keep himself from getting too attached. At least until everyone was well trained and not at risk of dying.

Alpha 1-3 Charlie came back with a broken ankle, somehow, but luckily no other injuries. Graves had her arm slung over his shoulder, helping her walk. He put her into one of the med bay beds and smiled at her.

"Hey, chin up, kiddo. You did great out there."

"I broke my ankle."

"Yeah, but you did jumping on a moving helicopter! I thought we might have to circle around or have you rendezvous elsewhere!"

Charlie paused. "You wouldn't have left me behind?"

"Absolutely not." Graves smiled. "Not leaving anyone behind, yeah?"

"Yup-yup!" Charlie smiled at him.

"Exactly! We're soldiers. We get up, get shit done and then ship out again, right?"

"Right!" She smiled brightly.

Soap frowned at them. He stayed silent until Graves stepped out in the hallway. "What's with the yup-yup thing?"

"It's common in the military here in the states." Graves glared already. "She's also hurt and I was trying to comfort her."

"Yeah, yeah." Soap looked at him strangely.

"Out with it."

"You just... seem to care an awful lot about them."

"Price jokingly calls you guys his kids."

"Yeah, I know. Just... you guys are all so close. There's a ton of you. Like twelve."

Graves shook his head. "I just... Want what's best for my soldiers."

"Right. Of course. You're a good commander."

Soap still teased him about the yup-yup thing for weeks.

Ghost never said anything, but anytime he happened to be nearby when Graves started his little speeches, he'd stick around and stare. Graves was used to staying on task, but it did get a little unnerving.

Just a little.

Right as he was finishing a thing about loyalty and how they'd all pull through, Price came in. He was drinking the tea they had started keeping on hand. His deep blue eyes stared into Graves with the exact same intensity as Ghost's and he was starting to wonder if it was a British trait.

"They... enjoy your speeches?" He asked when they wrapped up.

Graves shrugged. "Seemed to, yeah. Why?"

"Tried doing that to the 141 once and failed miserably. Pep talks and all that. Don't think they're the type that benefits from them."

"Doesn't seem like it, but you have good control on them without it."

Price smiled and sipped his tea. "Thanks. Mostly had to beat it into them."

Graves chuckled. "Had a few soldiers like that. Sometimes, beating is necessary."

"You seem pretty talented with just your words. I can see how you founded your company. Very charming."

Graves blushed. "Thank you, sir. I can see how you became a Captain."

[madfantom]

Do you have some headcanons and favorite characters of fnaf?? If so, can you tell us??

Well, my favorite characters are the purple guy, and since almost nothing is known about him, I would not say that what I came up with for him would be headcanon. I mean, that notion is very much distorted now. Headcanon is something that can be inherent in a character based on the information that is available about him but which was not directly said. And I'll say right away that the fnaf books are shit and I don't like William from there. This pathetic rat doesn't arouse any interest in me, so I'm saying that we still don't know anything personal about PG from the games. End. And I also find it funny that after the release of the comic blue Capsules William is now British everywhere. Okay, okay. I got distracted. And so my invented fanon stuff about William and Henry and maybe some other characters

Williaml Afton ◉ William is an American, but to make it more fun, I added Italian roots to him. His grandfather was Italian, but moved with his whole family to America, where William's father and he were born. I think it's funny that an Italian-American opened a pizzeria with mediocre pizza. ◉ He has a little oddity. On the machine, he can put things in their places. For example, William is talking on the phone and does not notice how he removes the tools from Henry to the place where the tools are stored. ◉ He carries a small comb with him to put his hair in order ◉ He cooks delicious grilled meat ◉ He wore such scary headgear braces when he was in college. He also met his wife there ◉ He is the author of the slogan: "Remember to smile, you are the face of Freddy Fazbear's " He was recording tapes with instructions on how to handle with sprinlock ◉ William was broken by death his children ◉ Charlie's murder was spontaneous ◉ William is a year older than Henry ◉ He has small scratch scars on his hands due to the fact that he sometimes works with the insides of animatronics without gloves. ◉ Despite his appearance, he is a strict boss

Michael Afton

▻ Michael has a special feature. At some point, he stopped feeling fear. Something like braveheart syndrome ▻Michael looks a lot like his father. ▻ Michael has a little foxy hanging from his belt.This is a toy from a vending machine that Evan received and gave it to his brother ▻ The idea of putting Evan's head in Fredbear's mouth belongs to Fritz( bully with Freddy mask). Michael didn't mind because his father had previously shown that if you put your hand in the mouth of an animatronic, the mechanism would simply open like the doors of an elevator. He couldn't have imagined that the jaws would shut down from Evan's tears. ▻ Michael started working at Afton Robotics at his father's behest. William wanted his son to gradually learn how to use machinery

Evan Afton

◬ Evan is not a scared whiny boy, as they like to portray him. Michael and Evan had a good relationship. But he scared him, right. And now let's remember that children can love being scared. Evan loved it, it was a game for him, but since he was small, he involuntarily began to cry ◬ Evan, like other souls, after death adopted parts of the animatronics to which they were attached ◬ Even after death Evan believes that scaring someone is a game, so there are open parts of the endoskeleton and claws in his design. He thought it looked scarier that way. As a ghost, he saw William killing children. ◬ He likes to watch

Henry Emily

▣ Henry wears orange glasses because his little daughter started laughing when she saw Dad in them. He thought that he seemed kinder to children with that glasses ▣ He dresses up for work in bright clothes to match the party atmosphere ▣ He made William be more alive in the image of Bonnie. William was very embarrassed to have to jump around the place in a bunny costume, unlike Henry ▣ Henry was writing the script for Fredbear and Bonnie show program. William adjusted the robots' movements according to this scenario. ▣ He likes flared trousers ▣ Henry designed the first animatronics and the security bracelet system (fnaf 6 minigame) ▣ Despite his appearance, he is a strict boss ▣ Henry has two children. This is Charlie and Sammy. As in the trilogy of books, they are twins

There were several gold suits If you remember the fabric with stars that hangs at pirate cove and Glitchtrap. I thought that maybe because Fredbear's family diner establishment was originally an adventure, William and Henry made such things out of what was at home. Barbara (William's wife) could have found in the attic the fabric from which she made vests for animatronics and something else as decorations for the Fredbear's family diner

Someone collapsed in a suit. And he survived

Afton Robotics is a completely underground large warehouse where animatronics are sent for repair and where they are created. The Funtime animatronics is used as test subjects for testing new technologies that will be introduced into new models

The official cause of Elizabeth's death was asphyxia due to the fact that she climbed into the ventilation during hiding

Well, I think that's enough for now.

[biggerbetterbat]

WITH YOU [24] SORRY, BROTHER

Daryl Dixon x OC!Charlie Reed

Summary: Charlie finds out that one person know about her secret. The group has to decide what to do with Randall. A tragedy happens.

Warnings: language, character's death, blood, animals death, agnst

Song: idk IF YOU HAVE AN IDEA FOR THE SONG HIT ME UP

A/N: Hello ;) Update: I love making edits. Thank you for your activity here, I love getting notifications from you. Only two chapters to end the Act!!!! As usual I hope you like the chapter!

"Boy there's got a gang, 30 men," said Daryl as he appeared near the fire as he was done talking with Randall. "They have heavy artillery and they ain't looking to make friends. They roll through here, our boys are dead. And our women, they're gonna...they're gonna wish they were."

Charlie looked down at his hands which were covered in blood and bruised. Carol seemed to see the same as she asked. "What did you do?"

"Had a little chat." he shrugged and threw Charlie a look as he was passing her.

"No one goes near this guy," Rick said out loud.

"Rick, what are you gonna do?" Lori asked.

"We have no choice." he shook his head. "He's a threat. We have to eliminate the threat."

"You're just gonna kill him?" Dale asked terrified as he heard those words.

"It's settled." Rick ignored him. "I'll do it today."

He was sitting away from everyone, pouring water on his hands, to clean them from blood. It was visible that he was in pain, but he tried everything so his face wouldn't show this. Charlie sighed at his stubbornness to ask Hershel for painkillers or something, so she did that."Let me help you."

"I don't want your help," he said.

"I didn't ask." she rolled her eyes. "Give me your hand."Daryl was looking at her like a scared kitten that got stuck in a tree, so she reached for his wrist and brought it closer to her. "Why you're so stubborn."

"Because I can handle it."

Charlie opened a bottle with disinfection liquid and he was ready to feel the painful pinching, but it never came. She poured some liquid on the cloth and delicately placed it on the wound. As soon as she picked the cloth she brought his hand closer to her lips, blowing cool air on it.

"You're good with this," Daryl said, examining her face. "Let me guess...one of your brothers?" he said as she was opening her mouth.

"Will," she said. "He had a bad temper and always was in the middle of the fight. Then Zac was trying to help him and usually ended up just like you. With his hands all in blood," she explained. "You did something like this?"

By this, she meant interrogating or rather torturing Randall.

"No," he answered. "It's my first time. But I saw people do this."

She looked at him.

"My brother had many friends."

"And they taught you how to open a beer with a shoelace?" Charlie smiled.

Daryl smirked and shook his head. "They taught me many things."

The weather was strange that day. When the sun was hidden behind the clouds it was cold, but as soon as it showed up again the heat was hard to bear. Charlie was walking towards the house to drop off a bag with equipment she used on Daryl's hands. She felt a smile creeping up her face at the thought of the man. He was acting like a puppy that was kicked out of the house, so now it was hard for him to trust others.

"Charlie," Dale called her name when she was passing the RV by.

She sighed because she knew why he wanted to talk with her. "It's not up to me, Dale."

"But if we gather more people it will be up to us," said Dale.

"And what's your reason?"

"A reason?" he opened his eyes wider not believing that she even asked for a reason to save someone's life.

"Well, Rick said he's a threat. And Daryl just confirmed this," she answered.

"He's a young man, Charlie. We can make him a part of our group just like we did to you." he reasoned.

"Woah, woah. Stop your horse." she gasped and stopped her steps. "I had one gun without any bullet and five knives, not 30 men ready to kill you."

"Think about your brothers!" he called after her, making her stop in her tracks. "You would like them to have a chance!"

"My brothers are dead," she said. "And they were good people. They wouldn't join some assholes like him."

"You can be a good person and make mistakes," he said and looked her in the eyes. "You're a good person, but made some mistakes, right?"

"I don't know what you're talking about," she said and turned away.

Dale followed her. "Irma, my wife, was a fan of this one breakfast TV, where she was watching this lovely and sweet girl."

Charlie once again stopped in her tracks but didn't look at him. Her heart stopped beating.

"She was sick, so she had a lot of time to scroll through the channels, and one morning she found you. She started calling you her daughter as she fell for your warm smile and kind eyes," he said.

She looked at him, expecting what he could tell her.

"Sometime before her death, she wrote a letter for you. But it was sent back, not opened." he said."After she died I wanted to meet you and talk with you. That's what my wife would like. It was her dream." he said. "In the meantime, the virus happened and I saw you inviting people to the refuge center, that was my chance." he smiled at the memory. "But it wasn't safe like you said. I barely made it out alive. You lied."

She tightened her lips."I have no idea what you're talking about."

"You lied to people. Lead them to death," he said. "But you're not a bad person. You had your reasons."

"Randall can lead us to death just like I did back in Atlanta," she said finally admitting what Dale accused her of. There was no point in acting like she had no idea what he was talking about. Dale knew.

"But we can change that!" he said. "You can redeem yourself for lying."

"Listen," she closed her eyes. "I did what I did, it's done. My punishment is living with this and you don't have to remind me of any of that," she said firmly. "You say Randall is my redemption? I say all of you are. I'm trying to help you all, so we can all survive. That's my redemption. Caring for people that I consider friends. Not some random guy that can get us all killed. That's my redemption!" she said. "And I did get the letter from your wife. But I just didn't feel like responding. See? I'm not a good person. Just like Randall isn't one. So maybe instead of convincing everyone, you should try just open your eyes."

At sunset, everyone gathered in Hershel's living room to decide what to do with their prisoner. It wasn't the most comfortable situation, because being the one to decide whether someone should live or die was cruel. Randall was probably terrified in that shed, all alone, in fear of what they could do to him or if walkers were somewhere around.

"How's your hand?" Charlie whispered to Daryl, as she stood next to him.

"Hurt like a bitch." he said. "I'll live. Don't worry."

She smiled and looked around the room, checking if everyone's present already. "So how do we do this? Just take a vote?" Charlie asked when the silence was killing her.

"Does it have to be unanimous?" Andrea asked nodding her head.

"How about majority rules?" Lori said.

"Well, let's just see where everybody stands, then we can talk through the options," Rick answered.

"Well, where I sit, there's only one way to move forward," said Shane in a firm voice.

"Killing him. Right?" Dale snapped. "I mean, why even bother to take a vote? It's clear which way the wind's blowing.

"Well, if people believe we should spare him," said Rick. "I wanna know."

"Well, I can tell you, it's a small group...maybe just me, Glenn, and Charlie," Dale said looking at the mentioned people.

"Look, I..." Glenn looked down and then at the old man. "I think you're pretty much right about everything all the time, but this..."

"They've got you scared!" the old man interrupted. "Charlie?"

"He's not one of us," said Charlie. "And we've...we've lost too many people already."

Dale opened his eyes even wider in disbelief, turning his attention to Maggie. "How about you? Do you agree with this?"

"Couldn't we continue keeping him prisoner?" she asked Rick with furrowed eyebrows.

"Just another mouth to feed."

"It may be a lean winter." Hershel nodded.

"We could ration better." reasoned Lori.

"Well, he could be an asset." Dale tried to make a point. "Give him a chance to prove himself."

"Put him to work?"

"We're not letting him walk around."

"We could put an escort on him." "Who wants to volunteer for that duty?"

"I will," Dale said immediately.

"I don't think any of us should be walking around with this guy," Rick said.

"He's right."

"I wouldn't feel safe unless he was tied up," said Lori.

"We can't exactly put chains around his ankles, sentence him to hard labor." Andrea rolled her eyes.

"Look, say we let him join us, right? Maybe he's helpful, maybe he's nice," said Shane. "We let our guard down and maybe he runs off, brings back his 30 men."

"So the answer is to kill him to prevent a crime that he may never even attempt?!" Dale gasped. "If we do this, we're saying there's no hope. The rule of law is dead. There's no civilization."

"Oh, my God," Shane said in awe.

"Could you drive him further out?" "Leave him like you planned?"

"You barely came back this time." Lori protested. "There are walkers. You could break it down. You could get lost."

"Or get ambushed," Daryl added.

"They're right." Rick nodded. "We should not put our own people at risk."

"If you go through with it, how would you do it?" Carol asked. "Would he suffer?"

"We could hang him, right?" Shane looked at Rick. "Just snap his neck."

"I thought about that." Grimes nodded. "Shooting may be more humane."

"And what about the body? Do we bury him?" T-Dog wondered.

"Hold on, hold on, hold on." Dale raised his arms. "You're talking about this like it's already decided."

"You've been talking all day, going around in circles," Daryl answered to Dale in annoyance. "You just wanna go around in circles again?"

"This is a young man's life, and it is worth more than a five-minute conversation!" he snapped. "Is this what it's come to? We kill someone because we can't decide what else to do with him? You saved him and now look at us. He's been tortured. He's gonna be executed. How are we any better than those people that we're so afraid of?"

"We all know what needs to be done."

"No, Dale is right," Rick said. "We can't leave any stone unturned here. We have a responsibility..."

"So what's the other solution?" Andrea asked, interrupting Rick.

"Let Rick finish," Lori said.

"I'm so done with this conversation," Charlie muttered under her nose and Daryl looked at her with a nod.

"We haven't come up with a single viable option yet. I wish we could." Rick said.

"So let's work on it!" Dale tried to convince them.

"We are!"

"Stop it. Just stop it." Carol silenced everyone. "I'm sick of everybody arguing and fighting I didn't ask for this."

"Yeah. I agree with Carol." Charlie said. "You can't ask us to decide something like this.

"Please decide...either of you, both of you...but leave me out." Carol nodded.

"Not speaking out or killing him yourself, there's no difference." the old man said.

Charlie opened her eyes wider at his accusation and opened her mouth wider.

"All right, that's enough," she said to Dale and was ready to throw hands- at least that's what Daryl thought, he was afraid that she would actually punch the old man so he held her by her wrist.

"Anybody that wants the floor before we make a final decision has the chance," Rick said, looking around.

"You once said that we don't kill the living," Dale said.

"Well, that was before the living tried to kill us."

"But don't you see? If we do this, the people that we were...the world that we knew is dead." the old man said. "And this new world is ugly. It's...harsh. It's...it's survival of the fittest. And that's a world I don't wanna live in, and I don't believe that any of you do. I can't. Please. Let's just do what's right. Isn't there anybody else who's gonna stand with me?"

"He's right." Andrea finally gave in. "We should try to find another way."

"Anybody else?" Rick asked and looked at Charlie.

"I'm with Carol," said Charlie, shrugging her shoulders. "Whatever she decides, there's where my vote is."

"Are y'all gonna watch too?" Dale asked sarcastically. "No, you'll go hide your heads in your tents and try to forget that we're slaughtering a human being. I won't be a part of it," he said and as he passed Daryl, he placed a hand on his arm. "This group is broken."

When Rick was back with Carl, she knew the kid made trouble. They didn't hear a shot, so obviously something went wrong...and obviously that something happened because of Carl. She just knew. The look in Rick's eyes that was showing worry and his grip on the kid made it completely clear. Then he said that Randall would be in custody, which confirmed that something changed his mind. Shane was clearly angry about this, but he just passed everyone and sat down by the fire.

Andrea on the other hand was very happy and wanted to find Dale to share the happy news. Charlie offered her to help with finding him, so it would be quicker.

Was she happy that they didn't kill Randall? She didn't mind, because his life didn't mean anything to her. She didn't even talk with him and she had to worry about her people. But to Dale, it was a big deal, so she was determined to find him...and apologize for not backing him up back in the house...and maybe, just maybe, try to convince him to keep his mouth shut about what she did. Charlie saw him walking through the fields with his gun on the back. "Dale! Dale wait!"

"Why?!" he yelled. "So you can tell me all the details of the execution? No thank you," he said and raised one of his arms, so she knew that he was passing the offer.

"Dale! Wait!" she yelled after him and started jogging towards him. It was hard due to the high grass and he was much ahead of her. She placed her foot on the ground after making a big step and immediately she felt that the grass was strange, more slippery. Charlie looked down and saw that she stepped in a puddle...a puddle of blood. Fear. That's how she felt when her eyes looked up and saw a cow or rather what was left of it. She didn't have a gun, the only weapon was her knife...and that just seemed not enough. "Dale, wait for me!"

He stopped, but not after her pleas, no. He stopped once he saw another dead cow. She looked down one more time at the guts that were falling out of the cow. Something that ate her must have been really hungry because the cow was almost all gone. Charlie looked up.

In that moment her heart stopped.

The man probably realized what was going on and his intention was to get them both away from the field. When he turned to call Charlie and voice his concerns he found himself face to face with a disgusting beast. Its face was still covered in cow's blood, but apparently, two animals weren't enough and it was starving to have Dale as a desert. "Charlie!"

But she was stuck. First of all, she had just her knife, and the Walker seemed more aggressive than normal. It was stronger and faster due to its dinner party before. She wanted to help that was out of the question, but at that particular moment, a thought ran through her brain. If Dale was dead, her secret would be safe, no one would know about her crimes and she wouldn't have to put herself in danger. But that thought was quickly followed by another thought. The exact same way of thinking created this whole mess. She wanted safety and she lied to everyone, she led hundreds of people to death for her own safety.

"DALE! No!" she yelled and started to run towards him."Help! HELP!"

 Dale was trying to hold it back, but the force the Walker was pushing onto him made both of them fall. The man let out a call that sounded like Charlie and tried to push away the Walker.

"HELP! HELP! HERE!" she was yelling.

When he heard her screams there was no hesitation. His body switched to the autopilot as he started running in the direction of her. All he had in mind was her and what was going on right now. His heart was biting hundred a mile and the fear was just making him run even faster.

"CHARLIE!" Daryl screamed.

Dixon was scared. Just three days ago they lost Sophia and they couldn't save her, so now that he was hearing Charlie's screams he knew that he had to do whatever it took to help her. Because he couldn't lose her.

The moment Charlie was right next to Dale, was the moment she saw a picture that made her freeze as panic was overflowing her body. She wanted to push the Walker away and kill him, but she had never seen anything like that in her life. The dead didn't bite Dale as it couldn't reach him, so it ripped him open. His insides were visible, guts falling out and blood just pouring from him like from a cup. She was frozen once again. Charlie wanted to move, but just couldn't. That could have been her instead of Dale.

Strong tackle made the Walker fall from Dale and a smooth hit in the head killed it for good."Help! Over here! Help! Run!" Daryl waved to the others. "Charlie don't look!"

But she couldn't, she was so scared that she couldn't make herself turn away. Dale was dying because of her.

"Oh, my God. Oh, God. Alright just listen to my voice. Listen to me, all right?" Rick said as he kneeled next to Dale. "Okay, hold on now. Get Hershel! He needs blood. We got to operate now!"

There were more and more people coming to the scene, they were gasping and sobbing as they realized what happened. Andrea dropped to her knees and started crying. Sobbs were mixing in the air with Dale's whimpers.

"What happened?" asked Hershel when he finally arrived.

"I tried to warn him. I was running so fast, but I couldn't make it. When I was here he was already..." Charlie tried to tell everyone what happened.

"What can we do?" Rick interrupted her.

"Dale, it's gonna be okay." Glenn tried to assure the man.

"Can we move him?" Rick asked.

"He won't make the trip." Hershel shook his head.

"You have to do the operation here," Charlie demanded through the tears.

"Glenn get back to the house." Rick nodded and was ready to command everyone, but when he saw Hershel's face that was just screaming that there was nothing they could do, he screamed. "NO!"

"He's suffering," Charlie said.

"Do something!" Andrea demanded.

Daryl turned Charlie's shaking body, so it was facing back to Dale. Her head was still turning towards the man, so Daryl just hugged her tight to his body and whispered in her ear. "Don't look."

She hugged him back and her body was convulsing in sobs. She just couldn't stop crying, because she couldn't save Dale, if only she was faster. One of his hands was holding her neck to prevent it from turning and he tangled his fingers in her braided hair.

"Sorry brother," said Daryl.

Gunshot.

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[jordanswitches]

🌈🍒💙

🌈 favorite tickle tools/techniques you like to see used? any you don't like?

personally i'm a mostly fingers person. you just have so much control over how it feels and i'm big on going light. i do like using like soft makeup brushes though, f uses this little stiff brush under my toes and it fucking kills me.

i actually am not a huge fan of hairbrushes, but i think it's because i have such a preference for light tickling. hairbrushes are usually used very hard, and i feel like if i were tickled like that i'd just go numb fast and not be ticklish anymore. i just generall love light tickling so much, like i like goosebumps.

🍒 are your death spots also your favorite spots, or are they different?

YES like i've only got two spots where i'm properly ticklish and will safeword out, and i just enjoy them so much. i usually can handle it until i'm properly unable to move and then i'll tap out way faster, but the other day b tickled my feet for a straight half hour and i was just having the time of my life

💙 are you vocal while tickling someone, or pretty quiet? if vocal, what do you like to say?

oh i'm so talkative, i don't know how anyone is quiet. i laugh with the person i'm tickling because i'm having so much fun, and i talk a lot about their sensitivity. one of my most used is, "i'm barely touching you" because like i really am like i'm hardly doing anything and you're reacting so much. i also am getting really into the idea of forcing someone to tell me they're ticklish, but that's very much a thing i'd only want to do with other people who have this kink and not just general partners i have who do it for me because i like it. i heard this audio from charlie and flowers the other day of him making flowers admit it tickles and it was like the cutest fucking thing and now i want to do it hahahahaha

thank you so much for the asks!!!!!! ily!!!

[soniccrazygal]

OK now it's real Michael trauma time.(Talking to William causes trauma for everyone!)

"Michael?" It was definitely William's voice it had an electronic ting to it but it was still him. Michael wanted to faint just hearing that voice again sent a silver down his spine. 'I'm guessing it to you- there how are you?" Michael didn't know what to say he wanted to run as far and fast as he could. "I'm honestly quite disappointed with you Michael you didn't send me a single letter.. Were you too busy galavanting with your British girlfriend..." For a second Michael was confused then he realized William was talking about Claudia who had gone back to watching the TV. "Is just some random girl in the lobby father..." Michael felt like a little kid again.. Weak and powerless against his father."Good... I hope Elizabeth is well I saw her on the television quite... impressive" Elizabeth Michael would never let that monster on the other side of the phone touches little sister again. "Don't talk about her"He heard a sigh from the other side of the phone."Why did you have to go sweeping around at Bethany's house interfere with our plan? If everything had gone right you'd be in a safe warm bed right now..." "Don't act all innocent we both know you would have turned her into one of your monsters if I didn't intervene!" Michael could hear William Begin to Anger through the phon "I have plenty of Experimental subjects... I don't need to do something so barbaric on my own daughter... You on the other hand it'll be fun to see what can actually make you feel pain...."

Michael tried his best not to freak out. Drain the trial and the proceedings to the official imprisonment Michael could Partmentalize everything.. He wasn't talking to a murderer of 6 children over the phone, he was talking to his father who was a jerk but not a murderer.. Elizabeth had been better at it she had never believed the allegations until the final slam of the judge hammer. But now there was no what if or buts he was talking to a murderer, A monster, his father.. "Oh that's shut you up.. Well let me tell you another thing Michael you aren't the 1st of your kind.. If you Give a person remnant before they die and then mix that With the suffering of their life-and-death you get a purple walking corpse.. Sure at 1st you might look human but as time goes on the body begins to deteriorate" Michael could hear his father laugh he thought this was funny, It made Michael sick. "How did you find me..." Fear boiled in Michael. William knew where he was. "Oh I've been having my people call every single shady motel in London and you happen to be in this one! I'm guessing that my sweet princess Elizabeth is in there too you haven't hurt her have you.. I wouldn't be surprised after Evan if you Killed her and stole all her remnant..." Michael was a murderer he was no better than William even if Evan seemed to sort of forgive him..." You honestly think you can fool yourself into thinking you are more than just a Beast in sheep's clothing waiting to attack... I know what you've done all the petty fights in Foster homes. Unlike the rest of us all you can do is destroy you have never created anything of worth!" Michael knew William was right he wanted to collapse into a ball and cry. Even after Everything else he had been through with Elizabeth he still couldn't handle a talk with his own dad..He looked over Claudia was still in the room pretending not to listen. "Poor Elizabeth must be terrified along with Charlie... there are only kids you know? You'd be terrified too wouldn't you being in the same room as not just a murderer but a corpse?"

William is pulling out all of the make Michael feel bad cards that he can lol. Interested to see where you'll take it random Tumblr user!

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Mike couldn’t take it anymore and slammed the phone down on the receiver. Ignoring Claudia’s questions, Mike stormed upstairs to his hotel room. He hesitated at the door because of all of William’s word swirling around in his head… that he was a murder and that Elizabeth and Charlie must be terrified of him… the only reason he didn’t walk away from the hotel completely because if he left he wouldn’t be able to protect Elizabeth from the animatronics no doubt still stalking him. He did his best to act like everything was normal when he opened the door and went inside.

Apparently he failed because Elizabeth took one look at him and asked, “What’s wrong? Did something happen?”

[almacambiondaughterofsaleos]

Asherah intervene in episode 5

Vaggie : Charlie i think you should call you're dad

Charlie : Ok fine

Asherah : No we don't need to. Lucifer is not gonna be helpful you can still go to heaven without his help

Charlie : I mean dad only call when he need something

Asherah : And whenever we talk something he spaced out so it will be better option not to get him involved.

Charlie : Thanks grandma

Asherah : Lucifer yes his the emperor of hell but look who's participating in hell politics the ars goetia the seven deadly sin except for Lucifer. Hell even my daughter astarte who was queen of heaven is crowned queen of death. I handle this sweetheart

30 minutes later

Lucifer : MOTHER ARE YOU INSANE?

Asherah : Lucifer how did you find out the only one i tell is people in this hotel wait did you spy or somebody else spying on us?

Lucifer : I don't want her to go to heaven they don't listen to me they won't even listen to Charlie

Asherah : This is why i don't tell you. You barely taking care of Charlie, no wonder Charlie rarely talk about you she only talk about her mother

Lucifer : I

Asherah : Enough Lucifer and remember you are also the one who agree to the extermination. Don't come back until you are ready to be a father to Charlie

Lucifer : But i still want to see my daughter

Asherah : If you keep insisting then listen to her don't interrupt simple

Same as episode 5 but it only got worse

Lucifer : Those sinner are only keep dissapointed you

Charlie : Why can't you just listen my own father doesn't believe in my dream. Atleast grandma try to help and support me but you could'n

Lucifer : Charlie I-

Asherah : LUCIFER enough you clearly are not in the right mental state for this. This is why i don't tell you and you wondering why? Just return home let me handle this and please take your medicine. Sometime silent is gold. Come on sweetie let's fix this

Charlie : Yes grandma

Grandma for the win.

[the-firebird69]

TROPIC THUNDER DIRECTOR EXPLOSION

He was a friend in school and it still is and he saved my life and it wasn't that bad and people said it too but your injury looks bad but not bad enough so I kind of pull it out and I know how to do that and while I was doing it you had this horrifying look on your face no you were doing it before and I know what they look means and it means you need to die permanently and the horrified look went to nasty nastiness. You're an evil person this certainly seems real and you can see you earlier acting like you it was hard to pinpoint you but I want you dead for what you did and you're going to die not too long from now cuz you're having us mix it up with these guys cuz you're a loser

Danny and that's one of my names and he remembers it from somewhere it's also not Carlo I'm David Bowman's he had a lot of fun talking about the instrument that I played it was very curious and he wants to know about it if the mandolin and mandolin is the name of one of his mom's characters I'm disguise to someone else and you come out and you're gone and you think you're inside his body and I'm inside yours and a whole bunch of dumb s*** like that and your body is blown to bits and people need that because it's not really your body and I say it too

So you threaten me with a shovel because I stopped you from killing Stan we're getting killed or a stupid fight cuz I'm trying to leave big ship boy Tommy f and you're a dick for what you were doing and a loser. As usually you could not handle it that day at all and you meant to impress people that you can't. This looks like you earlier in the movie it sounds like your behavior and pretty much it looks like you're all done as he's walking around in circles your grandson is stepping on what's left of you because he knows what I did to help him and I didn't know it was you who had shot him and sincerely still think that it was my brother but he can't stand you anymore and says he did the research and it's not my brother

Zues

Not like it matters you are on trial Trump and so help me God if that head comes back it's not going to have anyone's brain in it but some newbie and I don't want it. If you look at the rest of the movie you don't really see it so that's not bad cuz you're at scourge on us all of us no matter what kind you are you're a dead piece of s*** no matter what you do and you did this to your grandchild and I know it and he wants revenge and Charlie Sheen shot you and you probably hounded him every second of his life in order to make him hate you so you can try and shoot him and take his stuff and have him shoot you again you're an insane piece of s***. And Garfield beheaded him and that was in New York City and people say you ate his body others say parts of it and our friend says you ate his whole body up and you told him about it over and over and he came to me one day in tears and told me I said it's a good thing you told me it's important and I heard there are others there and I questioned him and now you're dead man Trump you don't have any rights to say stuff you're going to die this is your head it sticks the gun in there to make sure your brain is gone and you can hear it there's nothing in there by the way if your head comes back people know that you're an airhead. There's some other people there who want you dead and one of them is Tommy f and he leans over to see if the brain is gone and he's walking around in the same spot. Huge numbers of people will rejoice at your death huge numbers of people hate you nobody wants to be kind to you no one wants to put you up in their house and nobody wants you next to our friend here I don't know how the hell you're doing it yeah you're sacrificing all your people because you're a moron

Mac daddy

We wish we could wish you wish you goodbye but really we have to go through all this stupid s*** just to get rid of one idiot who's messing us all up and you're sitting next door to him saying it's him and really everything's getting messed up so what's the damn point

Charlie Sheen

You're one of us I expect you to behave better and whatever this sucks so bad and I shot him and he's embarrassed and that's what happens in our realm and I've been avoiding it and I tried to stop him by putting clues as to what happened in the future and it is I'm sitting here threatening for my life he's telling me I'm going the wrong way the whole time and I know who it is it's David Bowman's and we had it out in Europe and he's saying I'm full of s*** and I actually I am I fell over on the bike I know it was and nobody will believe me that it was David audette and he deserved to die he's killing a lot of people his brother was in trouble still thinks that he shot you but yeah I act like I did and I won't leave it alone

Trump

Permission to print granted

Olympus

Ew gross

Thor and me too that's gross Freya for Christ's sake Trump get a hold of yourself uhhh gross

That's disgusting put yourself back together you slob who cares if people step on you in life

Nuada Arrianna hahaha my son and daughter-in-law are doing their alien routine yeah it was funny at the time he's stepping on it oh my God why would you do that to yourself Trump now we have to do it to you

I wonder if this is the band on the run

Zues 😂 hold on it's not funny and I said hahaha I didn't put the face there he did Hera

It is funny we think it is the band on the run cuz he's sailor Sam and he's singing about himself and it's a band and they used to call that and in Vietnam they're like a unit and boy I want to show you giving that guy and really we think it was JC who did the shooter shooting and we have proof if anyone wants to see it and he's still in Paris France is in the UK still

Billium

Who said he was threatening him somehow and it happened before you left and he threatened him with a gun at the cookout and it makes sense

David diamonds

Yeah I got hit a lot and I'm real stupid and mean but it's true will and Bill know who it was in Mac but they don't care anymore cuz I'm an a****** and it's true that's pretty gross

Trump

And you didn't influence me to do it and yeah you did and that's what I found out

David Bowman's

It's about greed folks and not caring about people I would never do this to any of mine not to mention people who are my family it is disgusting and repulsive

Zeus Hera

We need to hear it no we did not let's disgusting these people are gross and it's not syrup for Christ's sake that's terrible that we get it it's kind of what he was doing a lot to people

Savage opress

That's really gross really gross okay pig but for Christ's sake he deserves it and really he's doing this to all sorts of people and they just sit there like lumps on a log kind of late your whole clan up and it's his fault too

Frank Castle hardcastle

I want to put I don't want to put up with this anymore we have to get that guy he's such a dick and I guess cheeseman puts me back together and gets hit by Dave who's a complete imbecile

Mac Daddy and Trump tries to suffocate me as a big Indian tries to blame Dave who cares you're also goddamn dumb

Olympus

[ghosthorse]

Leviathan!Cas being a slow burn big bad over the course of the first half of season 7 and having the confrontation with him be the mid-season finale. Leviathan stuff still happening in the first half of the season but Cas struggling for control while refusing to admit to Dean that anything is wrong because if he admits it then he has to admit he betrayed Dean for nothing. Dean, increasingly desperate, trying to convince cosmic allies to help. He begs Death to stop Cas somehow and when that last hail mary fails he binds Death. Cas finally admitting he needs help but Dean has spent months stewing in anger and doesn't want to forgive him. Cas dies and Dean is devastated because now he will never get to tell him. Dean hearing rumors about a healer and taking off to track him down, because he's desperate to find Cas. No one else believes this is Cas, they keep saying it's probably just some rogue angel who fled heaven's civil war. Dean spends weeks on the trail, making no progress on finding Cas or finding Dick until Charlie. He tells her a bit about Cas and her parting gift to him is where to find the healer. Dean follows her directions and sees Cas, and finally, FINALLY, he can tell him. But Cas doesn't remember him, and while Dean was looking for him he found Meg. At first Dean thinks Cas is being manipulated and lied to, but no, he knows Meg is a demon and has all along. He tells Dean that he recognized her true face and THAT hurts. It's like he betrayed Dean all over again but this time he didn't even do it on purpose, he wasn't even thinking about Dean. They're all on the run from the Leviathans, but Cas doesn't get his memory back right away. They finally find the magic bone (lol) and touching it counteracts some Leviathan magic or some shit. Cas gets his memory back. It's the night before their attack on the Leviathans. Cas has been avoiding Dean but he finds him and tries to apologize. He says I saw you raking leaves and you were finally at peace. I didn't want to disrupt that but instead of keeping you safe I hurt you and I put you in harm's way. I thought I was doing the right thing ny trying to handle it on my own but I was being selfish by not asking for help. I'm not sure what we could have done differently but at least we would have been together. And Dean says I don't know what the right move there was but I shouldn't have tried to boss you around and act like I had all the answers when I did find out because I was in over my head too. Dean tells him he forgives him. That Cas leaving him and going behind his back and refusing to talk to him made him so mad he couldn't tell him before. That watching Cas die before he could tell him that was worse than any of the months that led up to that moment. And that he doesn't want to leave anything unsaid again if they might die tomorrow. Cas says well in that case I should tell you that I love you.

They kill Dick and end up in Purgatory. Dean says well we beat these fuckers once on our turf. We can do it again on theirs. He takes Cas' hand and says together this time?

[byfulcrums]

Rottmnt Headcanons!! (2)

Leo listens to girl in red because April once forced him to and he fell in love with all the songs. When hanging out, they put girl in red in the background.

Raph has a lot of plushies from his childhood. He doesn't play with them anymore, but they're still they're and he would never give them up (haha just like me fr!!)

There was this one time where the turtles wanted pizza and instead of just ordering like any normal person they crashed a stranger's kitchen and stole every pizza related thing. It's still an unsolved crime.

Donnie always had problem with touching, but it got a lot worse after the movie. Now he doesn't let anyone hug him, slap him or anything. Especially on his shell. He feels bad for flinching when people try to hug him. The others tell him that they don't mind and they get it. He's really grateful for that.

When they were younger, Splinter got these really depressing episodes where he couldn't even get out of bed. Raph was the one to take care of them when this happened. The worst ones could last weeks.

Splinter didn't want to get attached to the turtles, so he tried to be as distant as possible whole still being a good caretaker. Also, he gave them as much freedom as possible because of how he didn't have any growing up, but since he never wanted to be with his grandfather he didn't think they would want to be with him. Which is why he was so surprised when four little children came into his room crying because he wouldn't play with them.

After explaining the whole future thing to Casey, she ran into the Lair, deciding to test her son. He passed immediately.

The twins have their own version of the Lair Games which they play everyday to decide who's the oldest. It can change from rock papper scissors to a fight to the death (Raph always stops them before they actually do anything).

The boys chose their own names. Splinter was reading them a book, and Donnie mentioned the fact that they don't have actual names, just weird color nicknames. So, Splinter tells them to find a name they like and make it their own. They decided to go by the names they have now because they wanted to match.

They all love Brooklyn 99 because I love Brooklyn 99.

Everytime they talk about “the family”, they include April, because she's their sister.

There was this one time where April didn't have anyone to go to the school dance with so Leo joined the school a few months before and went with her using Sunita's cloaking brooch (he had to fight Donnie because he also wanted to go to school).

Mikey tried to give Big Mama a redemption arc like he did with Draxum, but he didn't manage to fully do it so they now visit eachother once a week while still fighting whenever they're on duty.

The Krang is basically the only thing Leo won't joke about. They found out when Donnie said that “the last fun thing I did was two months ago and it was becoming a fucking Krang spaceship” and Leo stared at him for the next ten minutes.

Whenever Mikey or Leo go quiet, Raph is alone and Donnie is handling dangerous weapons without adult supervision it's because something is going down.

April is the only one who has a normal sleep schedule because her mom won't let her stay awake too late.

Mayhem thinks the family is stupid, but he loves them anyway. Sometimes.

Raph screamed when Jake Peralta and Amy Santiago kissed and everyone else worried.

Leo and Raph are basically the scene where Jake says “if I run at Terry he'll most likely catch me in his arms”. Raph would catch anyone else, but it's only Leo the one who throws himself at him.

April goes to the Lair almost everyday and complains about school with any of the boys. They always listen to her rants.

Leo figured out that he had adhd when April told him that she thought he had it. He never got the chance to get an actual diagnosis so he felt like he wasn't even if the sings were all there and he could see them.

Sunita found everyone a therapist at the Hidden City. Her name's Charlie and they all like her.

Donnie likes to threaten people he doesn't like. He also threatens Leo, but he doesn't actually mean them.

Because of being in contact with eachother when they were mutated, the turtles have traits of the other's species. That's why Donnie can go into his shell, why he has purple marks, why Raph's isn't as spiny as he should be, why their colors are different from the original species, etc.

Red eared sliders comunicate with vibrations, so Leo does this really low vibration thing when he feels happy, pleased or just when he's in a good mood that April calls purring no matter how much he complains about it.

[drebur123]

Promptober: Day 10

Let's Make a Deal | CC!Charlie Slimecicle X Reader

Prompt: "Zombie"

(wc: 996)

Tw: Zombies (is that a trigger warning?), mentions of death.

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I gasp, seeing the building before me. In a world where the undead outnumber the alive, it's quite rare to find a structure in a decent condition. A shiver runs down my spine at the thought of the flesh-eating monsters.

Their appearance is enough to make you lose your lunch if you're not careful. I step through the doors of the abandoned grocery store, weapon in hand. I find the bow to be most effective against this particular enemy.

Even the training arrows can slow them down for a moment. My eyes survey the empty building. The shelves are empty. Well, almost. All the food is gone, but a few non-essentials are left behind. Such as sponges, pens, coffee cups, you know. They're almost out of those too, but I'll take what I can get.

After roughly checking the store, it's determined that I'm alone. The only real thing of value left over is a half-empty package of water. There's still five bottles. I pack all of them up in my backpack. Just as I zip up the bag, a soft pitter-patter starts of the roof.

After a few minutes, the rain is coming down hard. It looks like I'm staying here for a bit. It's probably better to sleep here than in a tree. That bruise from yesterday has been a quite annoying all day.

I set my backpack in the very back corner of the store, which happens to be in the pharmacy. It still has that odd pill sent in it. That and dust. I unpack my blanket and cover up with it. My blanket is one of the only things I was originally able to pack.

My hand gently rests on the handle of my pocketknife. It's the only weapon I trust myself to not set off in my sleep. In the movies the main character never dies from tiny mishaps like that, so why should I?

And typically, the main character in the movies is in a group of survivors, or something. Even if it's just a flashback you're shown, they were once part of something. Sadly, that's not me. I came into this world alone; I'm going to make my exit alone too.

I have met a few people before, but they weren't out to help me. That's an understatement. They were rather out to hurt me. Take food, water, something. It's never worked out for them.

I normally have troubles falling asleep, but it wasn't too bad tonight. It was actually quite easy for once. In a matter of fifteen minutes or so I could feel myself start to drift off.

"Hey." I can barely hear someone whisper. The male's voice is light, almost airy. "You alive?" The voice says a little louder. Something softly tugs at the blade in my hand. I startle awake, ripping the weapon away from whoever's there, holding it up in a defensive manner.

The next thing I know, my arm is being twisted into some awkward position, making me release the knife with just a small pull. My eyes meet the other person's.

They're an icy light blue color. The right lens of his glasses is a bit chipped, and his cheek bares a tiny cut. "Hello, I'm Charlie." Charlie says with a smile, placing my pocketknife just out of my reach.

"Hi— I'm Y/n." Charlie hums, standing up. "We don't get a lot of visitors around here." He claims, holding out his hand for me to grab. I do, and he helps me to my feet. "What do you mean by we?" I ask.

"Only me, myself, and I, of course," He replies with a small chuckle.

Charlie turns out to be a pretty good guy. He used to be a part of a group. They called themselves "The Chuckle Boy's", in honor of the podcast of which they ran together.

There was Ted, the leader of the three. He also was the one who was picked on the most. Then there was Schlatt. He was the jokester. He did most of the picking on. Then there was Charlie. He... I'm not too sure about his role. Come to think of it, he didn't want to talk about himself too much.

Charlie claims the three of them were sitting around in a studio, while the out-break begun. The news interrupted their recording session, and unluckily, for them it started in L.A. That's also where I live.

I first heard about it while I was watching a movie. Just got home from work and was just trying to settle in. Little did I know I wasn't going to be doing much settling in the foreseeable future. Anyways, Charlie says he got separated from the group shortly after they saw the first zombie on the streets.

He claims he's been staying in this very store, awaiting the days where the "monsters" (as he calls them) have all died, or until he thinks it's safe enough to come out. The whole times he's been in here I've been wandering the streets, looking for some life form to become friends with. 

Mind you, it's been three months. I lost track of the exact date though.

Same with time, but with the position the moon is in, I'd have to say it's roughly twelve o'clock. I first fell asleep at dusk. "Y/n?" Charlie says. "Yeah?" I redivert my attention to him from the moon.

"Can we make a deal?" "What kind of deal?" I ask. "Well, if you want to stay here with me, I think we should have a little agreement. What do you think about, no secrets, no lies, and no betrayal," He proposes, holding out his pinky finger. "Sounds reasonable," I agree, linking both our littlest figures with each other's. 

~~~~~

Maybe I'll do a part two soon. It was originally supposed to be longer, but I got a little bored with it.  

[evita-shelby]

Cursed

An Au where Grace never gets shot, Charlie is someone else's kid, Tommy is as shitty as a husband as he is in canon (a man with three girlfriends who don't know about each other as he dates them at the same time isn't likely to be monogamous after marriage even if he did love his wife)

Part two

Much like Eight Pounds, this will be a two part story with no happy ending

Gif by @kaq-4

Cw: mentions of suicide,cheating, murder, blood and ghosts

They were happy the first few months.

She tries to be the wife she was with Clive, she tries to be the mother her was, but it doesn’t work.

He isn’t happy with her no matter how much he lies and tells her otherwise.

“Did you think Karma wouldn’t find you?” Clive mocks her as she sees the looks and the touches going on between her husband and the Russian Duchess.

“You killed me, Grace, me, the only man who wanted you as you were. Have fun being the frigid wife and the piss poor mother, love.” The ghost laughed at her pain.

“Tell me, Gracie dear, does Tommy Shelby know your bastard is not his, or even mine? You’re gonna join me when he finds out that Charlie is the seed of my best friend and my best man at our wedding, Jack.”

“Mrs. Shelby, I was just telling Thomas how great you look with my sapphire on your neck.” Tatiana says with a sickeningly sweet voice.

She talked as of Thomas was hers and she’d just loaned him to Grace for the moment.

It hurts, hurts more when she sees Tommy is annoyed that she’d come and join the conversation.

“The sapphire was part of the payment for his services.” The innuendo isn’t lost on her.

He is fucking her; Clive laughs at her from behind. The Russian aristocrat. Do you think the man who was fucking the whore and the horse trainer while fucking you was going to be loyal to you?

You shouldn’t have come back; a voice tells Grace. Could’ve been happy with Charles in New York.

Weeks turns to months and when her husband is shot in the head, Grace finds out that Lizzie Stark knows all the codes and is to be the one who runs the company with Michael and Polly while he is ill.

He trusts a prostitute more than he will ever trust you, a voice tells her.

“I love you, Grace, but you wouldn’t be able to handle all of it. I can barely keep my head out of the water on a normal workday.” he says when she asks him why he hadn’t allowed her to step in and help.

“Did you think he was going to trust you after what you did?” Clive appears over her shoulder as she tries to help Tommy only to have the office door shut to her face.

So, Grace devotes her time to charity and Charles who is starting to take after his real father, Jack Nelson, each day.

Jack had been her comfort in New York, he had reminded her so much of Tommy that she began an affair with him. An affair that she continued when he followed her to London and his wife none the wiser.

Same Jack that had been Clive’s best friend since they were both children in Scituate, Massachusetts. They were like brothers, and it had been knowing that Grace had been fucking Jack for the past two years what drove Clive to his death.

She had felt confident that Tommy was the father of her son, but Tommy had been careful each time because of his distrust of her. Jack did not care, Jack had six children with his wife and more with the women he frequents.

Charles Shelby was his ninth child out of wedlock.

Something Grace will take to her grave.

At the opening of her charity, she is distracted by the gossip she hears while she is in the powder room.

“My cousin thinks no one knows she lied to Thomas. Everyone can see the boy doesn’t look like him. He suspects, his aunt told Michael who asked me if Grace had been with other men aside from poor old boring Clive.” Charlotte tells Linda, same Linda Shelby who has a bone to pick with her.

Linda had taken the female workers on strike with Polly’s permission two weeks after Tatiana Petrovna let everyone know the sapphire Grace had worn had been in her cunt, just like Tommy.

“We weren’t going to ask you for permission, we know what you think about people like us.” Arthur’s wife had said as she stood her ground. “You think that because he married you, we would forgive you, but the people of Small Heath will never fucking forgive the cruel bitch who set the coppers on Freddie Thorne the night his son was born.”

“She was seeing this man named Jack, oh he was so good looking, just like Tommy. You know, dangerous gangster type. He was in London too when Clive died, his wife, Rose said the men had argued the evening before. Something about a great betrayal, but Rosie Nelson won’t say anything.” Charlotte goes on and Grace is forced to hide in the stall until they leave.

If Linda knows, if Polly Knows, then Thomas will find out.

So, the Irish woman races against time, praying that Linda won’t open her bloody mouth before she gets there.

And because she was too busy covering up her sin, the Catholic Irish Priest takes her boy.

Grace cannot breathe, the room spins as the cacophony grows louder and the flashing of the cameras make her see Clive hanging from a noose every time she closed her eyes.

“Did you think Karma wouldn’t find you?” the dead man says as the world turns black.

Charles is to be returned to her by Michael.

Tommy refused to allow her to help after he caught her telephoning the police.

“They won’t help us; you are their enemy now.” Lizzie tells her as they hide out in Tommy’s Digbeth office.

Home isn’t safe.

Until the job is done, they are to stay at 6 Watery Lane.

It could be between a day or a week.

That is all Tommy tells her before leaving her with Lizzie Stark who knows Tommy better than Grace ever will.

“I could’ve gone with Michael and saved my boy.” She tells the tall green-eyed woman who only looks at her with pity.

Her lover, some Italian named Angel, had been killed and yet, Lizzie Stark looks at Grace Shelby with pity.

“He wouldn’t have let you. Tommy doesn’t want you involved, he said you agreed to that when you got married. You’re his wife, just that.” The whore turned secretary shakes her head.

“Imagine when he finds out that baby boy is some other man’s bastard.” Clive whispers as noon turns to evening and evening into midnight.

If you give me my son back, I will tell Tommy the truth. She swears to who ever is out there.

Its nearly dawn when Michael brings her baby boy hidden inside his bloody coat.

Tommy shows up hours later, having braved a tunnel for the son that isn’t his.

It’s then she knows he can never know.

When the police break into the house and takes his family away, Grace knows that a deal is a deal.

“You’re not the father, Grace fucked another man in London while she was fucking you on the side! Charlie’s real father is a married man named Jack!” Linda shouts at Tommy as she fights for Arthur with all the strength she has.

“I can explain, Thomas.”

And so, she does. Grace comes clean as they watch his family be punished for job, she never will know the details of.

[missnight0wl]

They could have kept the 'You haven't changed!' dialogue in both routes, only with character animations changed, to be honest. MC being surprised in Trust Route while suspicious in Don't Trust Route. That way, Jacob's frozen appearance would have been addressed than left up to headcanon.

Unrelated, but I remember being annoyed at Bill coming and taking MC's decision to free Jacob away from them without asking and MC not reacting to it. That could have been interesting if MC got angry at Bill for freeing Jacob when MC was visibly apprehensive. (For fuck's sake, this was their beloved brother who they always committed morally questionable actions to get to, maybe ask why they are hesitating to free him first??)

Maybe he thought MC was frozen in shock and wanted to help them out. Maybe he thought MC was unable to touch the portrait. Maybe he got tired of any more pussyfooting and wanted to be done with it.

Either way, it was a missed opportunity that could have acted as a breaking point between MC and Bill since their friendship had been wobbly from Rakepick and Bill's other concerns and responsibilities. Whether it happened on the spot or in the next year, they had a lot to address and discuss about the Portrait Vault.

Oh, yeah! The young appearance issue definitely could’ve been handled like that. Seriously, it wouldn’t even need much work, just a little thinking.

Either way, it really should’ve been addressed because the way it actually happened in the game… it doesn’t work for me at all. I mean, in the Don’t Trust route, Jacob is a little whining bitch on a couple of occasions with his complaints: “How could you not trust your own brother?!”. And MC is just passive about it. I wish MC could say: “Well, I had very good reasons to be suspicious. In fact, you still didn’t explain a lot of things. For example…”.

I know, I’m asking for a lot.

As for Bill, I can’t really say I was annoyed at him. I think that he genuinely didn’t realise that something was wrong. I mean, by the time he and Charlie came in, MC was simply talking with Jacob. Like, Bill didn’t see that we hesitated before touching the column. That being said, I agree that he shouldn't act so impulsive and that it’d be good to talk about it later on. It could happen in the Vault or in the next year, just like you proposed. And one pretty good moment for such a conversation that comes to my mind is when we talked with Bill after Rowan’s death:

I mean, wouldn’t it make sense to say here that maybe MC was right to hesitate before freeing Jacob, and perhaps Bill shouldn’t just free him instead without any consideration?

Still, I suppose that something that bothers me more about Bill and the events of the Portrait Vault is that we never really talked about his relationship with Rakepick. Sure, we had that one scene by the end of Y5 where Bill was upset in the DADA classroom, but… we didn’t really discuss anything. Even when he told us that he got a job at Gringotts, we totally ignored the fact that Rakepick was helping him to get this job. He said so himself in Y5Ch12, during the Library fight scene:

Rakepick did quite a lot for Bill, and we’re just pretending that it never happened.

Now, I think this could be used in two ways. The first one is to question Rakepick. If she’s evil, why was she helping Bill so much? What did she gain thanks to that? Is a job at Gringotts some kind of a trap? The second approach is about questioning Bill. If he was so close with Rakepick, did he possibly know about her true nature? Did he somehow help her? Can he be trusted? He never seemed to try to make MC trust Rakepick as well, but who knows what’s really going on? Sure, we – as players – would know that Bill is probably innocent because of being a canon character and whatnot. But MC doesn’t know that, so it could be pretty interesting.

[deanwasalwaysbi]

Castiel - First on his mind - 13x01 - 13x05 - Destiel Canon in Early Season Thirteen

So I’m still not over this.  The confession before the confession. This is the moment that I completely stopped questioning whether Destiel was canon.  At the end of season 12 Dean has just lost everyone but Sam at once. There is not much whiskey spilled for Crowley, and Sam is unwilling to accept the loss of Mary, but neither of those are what Dean is focused on.

Dean prays to god - to chuck - I think for the only for only the second time in the entire series. Dean prays in earnest for the return of Castiel.  He mentions others but he has just lost his mother and yet his first demand is “and now you’re going to bring HIM back. You’re gunna bring them all back.”  

Dean mentions everyone, his family, bobby, even Crowley, but he starts with Castiel.  It parallels Castiel’s first version of the 15x18 deathbed confession in 12x12.  “I love you. I love all of you.”  A mirrored response.

Below the cut for full analysis of Dean’s prayer, grief, and closet themes in the first 1/4 of season 13.

Dean’s prayer goes unanswered and he beats the door up in a visual homage to brokeback mountain (x). It is at this point chronologically that Dean completely loses his shit.  In the car on the way to the pirate stop Dean is unable to say the words out loud. 

 “Let’s see, Crowley’s dead, Kelly’s dead, Cass is... ... Mom’s gone, and apparently the Devil’s kid hit puberty in 30 seconds flat.” 

Sam asks if Cass is really dead and unable to say those words Dean goes stoic as he can and says, “you know he is.” Dean’s upset, very upset, and that grief and anger is not focused on Mary.

Dean gains a tiny instantaneous moment of hope from a demon who then completely smashes it.

After his prayer Dean becomes completely inconsolable, an angry vengeance machine, the killer he used to project himself to be.  The change is supposed to be such a plot point, such a surprise twist, that it is only revealed LATER that it happened.  Such a major plot point that it must be teased and foreshadowed, with Sam asking Dean, “Dude, whatdiyou do to your hand?”  Giving the viewer their third clue that Dean did not have this cut on his hand from the fight with Lucifer and Jack.

Dean spends five full episodes without Castiel after dropping to his knees beside Castiel in 12x23, and in that time we see Dean unravel.  

In 13x01 he no longer cares about secrecy, immediately explaining the situation to the sheriff.  We see him choosing to approach Castiel’s body alone, looking upon him with such deep pain, tenderly wrapping, pausing multiple times to steel himself so he can finish that task.  Sam continues to get more and more concerned for Dean’s mental state.  Dean taking out his anger and rage and grief all on newborn Jack who continues to do nothing wrong and idolizes Dean.  

We see Dean drink himself under the table, rage against Sam and Jack, and actually become suicidal, killing himself in an unnecessary way with a flimsy excuse.  Billie sees it and notes something has changed.  He no longer believes he can win and no longer wants to live.     

At the shifter Psychiatrist, Dean says that Sam is delusional because Sam won’t admit that Mary is dead, “If he admits it then it’s real. If it’s real, then he has to deal with it, and he can’t handle that.”  Yet we repeatedly see Dean trails off unable to say the words that Castiel is dead.  This is not how Dean has reacted to the loss of Sam, John, Mary, Charlie, or any other familial loved one. 

In his loss of Castiel, Dean becomes John in the aftermath of his loss of Mary. Dean becomes the abusive father to Jack that he himself grew up with.  Jack has a moment of self harm and Dean ‘comforts’ Jack by telling him he’ll kill him so he can’t hurt anyone else. 

Jody’s Speech to Patience - In Contrast to Dean’s

In addition to Dean’s grief the writers show Dean struggle with his identity - with whether to stay in the closet.  In the third episode of the season - Patience - Dean tells Patience to deny who she really is. 

“This life, [hunting] there’s no joy in it there’s nothing but pain horror and death. So if you get a chance at normal, you take it.”   

Jody corrects Dean. In disbelief.  “You don’t have to listen to him, to either of them if it’s not what you really want.” Jody then talks about her daughter Claire, her gay daughter Claire.  

“I asked her to stay in line, to fight who she really was ‘cause I thought it would keep her safe. It didn’t work. It never does. ... you try to force it down to make someone else happy, you will only make yourself miserable.”

If that isn’t a blatant acknowledgement of the metaphor I don’t know what is.  This stopped being subtext and became... text.  Jody has dropped Dean clues about overcoming toxic masculinity before. In 12x06 Jody and Dean talked about big feelings, and that conversation was preceded by Dean beings shocked that Jody could be both badass & like chick flicks at the same time.  She’s been teaching him. However, this time was much more directly and specifically about coming out of the closet, about living in a way that is true to yourself.

After the loss of Castiel, the Dean that had developed over 12 years was gone - and he only returns upon the return of Castiel, right in time for tombstone. 

Meanwhile we get Castiel’s side - where he is being tortured by the Empty with his love for Dean and his fear that Dean doesn’t love him in return. 

Everytime Dean can't say Cas is dead I die a little inside.

"...no matter who we lost, whether it was Dad or -- or Bobby or... And I would take the hit."

"...and now Mom and ... and Cas... And I -- I don't know. I don't know."

Dean was in love with Cas. Dean is bisexual. Dean has spent 12 years unwilling to admit it. 

Dean had been repeatedly lit in orange in the car rides, but the second he believes Castiel is alive his face is inexplicably relit in white light.

We then come to the final shots of the episode - where the camera COMPLETELY IGNORES SAM and focuses exclusively on zoom in reaction shots between Dean and Castiel while “It’s never too later to start all over again” plays in this conclusion to a five episode romantic longing and grief arc completely platonic reunion between two dude bros.  

We also see the Orange Light / Dean’s Ongoing Fear of Loss Motif come to it’s climax, the burning of Castiel’s body (13x01), and Castiel’s return (13x05).

I legitimately don’t know what the writers thought they were doing if they WEREN’T explicitly writing a romance story.

It was much later that we learned there was an angle we never got of their reunion, where Dean was cupping Cas's face and neck in his right hand.

But we do get the look on Dean's face in 13x06 when he's able to get his arms around Cas after he's deflected and called Cas 'Pal' again, Gif via @inacatastrophicmind

Bonus - Dean’s stages of grief by @mariethalienne