#if i go w dad hes better for it but hell get tired and make jokes abt not wanting to be there the whole time

[astrxealis]

me rn having the biggest hots for leon kennedy and astarion sorry LMFAOOO <3

[palms-upturned]

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[silverislander]

we've had three snowstorms in the past week so we're essentially snowed in rn and i'm starting to lose my mind abt it a little

[the-s1lly-corner]

This is a silly request you don't have to do it or don't have to do it now

TADC crew having to take care of a very sleepy kid reader

Like this kid just falls asleep in the most random places that are sometimes dangerous probably giving people parental/sibling panic as they try to get the sleeping kid out of danger as the kid is oblivious to the world around them

TADC cast x very sleepy kid!reader (platonic!)

UEUEUEUE gonna answer a few requests then imma go ahead and start cooking tonight's dinner yahoo!!

Sorry that stuff has been slowing down a lot lately, between being sick last week and getting a ton of baking orders to deal with after recovering, I've been a little pressed for time and energy <\3

CAINE:

Good news for your safety, reader! Caine keeps all his eyes on you and watches you like a hawk! hes already pulling you to a safe place to sleep when you so much as yawn; perhaps even getting a digital cloud to hover around so you can sleep on it.. hell even if he cant get a cloud he might summon a bunch of bubbles to carry you around

Baby harness

He carries you in one of those/j

POMNI:

Easily one of the most panicked when she sees you curled up and sleeping in the middle of a chaotic IHA, tries to scramble towards you. You know those tropes in cartoons where a character has a fragile person/object they're trying to protect at all costs and it leads to the character doing the protecting getting all beat up? That's basically you and pomni, I think

You wake up and ask why she looks like she just got zapped by lightning

RAGATHA:

Always keeps you within arms length when she realizes just how sleepy you are all the time; perhaps even offers to carry you when you're feeling a little tired. Really with ragatha theres a little risk of you falling asleep in a random area. I think the only reason you may end up in a dangerous situation is if she needed someone else to look over you briefly

Just know that if this ever happens she will never let the one who was meant to be responsible for you live it down

Cough cough jax or maybe even zooble

JAX:

Unlike the above, if he were responsible for you in a general sense he would feel far more panicked than if he was playing babysitter. That's not to say he wouldnt panic if he was put in charge of you by someone else and you fell asleep somewhere. No he still would... but he feels a new level of guilt if youre *his kid*

As mentioned in the reader w/ crutches post he has a habit of zooming off and doing his own thing especially if it's for a new prank idea he came up with

So theres a chance he sometimes impulsively runs off. Like he gets better at it overtime as he becomes more responsible, buuuut...

Shakes you awake and tries to walk you to your room

Lightly scolds you but really I think hes more so beating himself up... just redirecting the blame.. again, jax is still trying to be more responsible with things.. not perfect yet, of course

GANGLE:

KINGER:

Keeps you at arms length AND in his sight at all times because 1. Hes a father and 2. Hes so so scared that something is going to happen to you, especially given your sleepy nature. Offers to let you snuggle into the soft fluff of his robe when you're feeling a little tired. You have probably fell asleep standing up while leaning into the fur. Very silly

This poor man nearly has a heart attack when he sees you asleep and in harm's way, but oddly enough I think it would make something "snap" in him and he immediately comes to your rescue. If he gets hit or struck by anything he just. Takes it and keeps going

Dad powers, I guess

Very determined to get to you probably doesnt let himself feel his feelings and panic until long after the events of the IHA are over, I think... starts fretting over you

ZOOBLE:

If you're their kid/sibling then they might just take you with them when they decide to skip a IHA, since zooble seems to not enjoy them in the pilot. So good news here, you're unlikely to be in any real danger when zooble is looking after you! When they're not doing a group thing and in the common area, they just stick to their room.... so they probably let you sleep in their bed!

Good ending here folks

Forgot to mention this in ragathas part but I think both her and gangle try to figure out why you're so sleepy, and perhaps try to find a solution aside from simply letting you sleep it off. I mean obviously neither of them would ban you from napping, buuuut

...well it's a digital body, could there really be any deeper stuff going on aside you just being tired?

Anyways

Her comedy mask literally pops off and breaks when she sees you just sleeping in the middle of the floor during all the chaos. Tries to get you out of harm way but it ends up in her also getting hurt, similar to pomni

[dairy-farmer]

You know that annoying "redeemed by a Good Woman/redeemed by puss" troupe?

I just remembered Match :Dc

Kon's evil Clone twin. The one where they actually SUCCEEDED and he's totally down to kill Superman and is also super unstable physically etc.

But consider!

Secret Relationship! Bats are paranoid after all. Can't let our enemies or Dads know we're dating! Or fuuuuuckin.

So when the switch happens? And "Superboy" gets a nasty blow to the head that gives him spotty memory? Of COURSE his... "Best Friend"(tm) wink wink nudge nudge, is gonna take care of him. The whole team obviously knows. But no one else does.

So Match has no idea what's happening.

Has he been Made? THAT FAST? Shit, Bats really ARE something else. Better kill hi-... why is he hugging me? This... IS a hug, right? He's never had one before. It's not awful.

And so Match keeps pretending to be Kon. Slowly gets "better". Forgot a lot about Robin and their Relationship, of course, so they have to start basicly over. But isn't Rob the BEST? So patient! Hand holding. Cuddles. Tender kisses.

Hand jobs.

It blows Match's MIND. This? This is fantastic. No one tells him what to do, treats him like an animal, calls him an "it", and?? He gets all these soft touches and kisses? Robin's even talking about maybe having sex "again"!

Fuck. He is TOTALLY stealing the other clone's Life. RIP to that guy. His now.

Except? No The Fuck You Don't, Bitch(tm). Kon is actively waging a one man war against his captors. Fuck these guys. Luthor in particular. He has a boyfriend to get back too and a Usurper to curbstomp. Or fuck. Depends on how hot he is and if he's a dick. Kon DOES have a well known incest kink.

Might keep him.

But back with Match? B-be gentle with him Robin~ *bats eyelashs* *shoulder smack* they're doing the whole shebang. Cabin by a lake. Pizza and dancing. Sparkling grape juice since booze won't effect "kon" anyway.

Just? Everything Tim can think off to make it fun and memorable. He even remembered lube this time, because NOW he knows Kon is too big to take without a little help. It's like a do-over, almost.

It's ALSO the moment Match's loyalties completely fuckin switch. Ride or Die with THIS guy, specifically. [Robin has given Match: The Sex. Match will now willingly die for Robin.]

It's a literally life-changing First Time for Match and a Really Good for Tim. Laughing and tired from dancing, hands roaming each other's bodies, lazily finding what feels good. Tim sighing in pleasure, a pretty little roll of his body arching his back, as he let's his legs fall wide. Smiles at Match.

His hands still loosing hugging Match close, his kissable lips, soft in a lazy grin. The body under Match relaxed and full of trust. Touching him back. Just to feel his skin, too make him feel good too. Looking at him like he's wonderful. Like he's worth loving.

IS Loved.

Match wants to worship this. Steal it away. To hell with the world and "saving" it. He uses a brain meant for grand battle strategies, to memories every twitch and squeeze around his rocking fingers. What makes Rob feel good. What makes him feel BETTER.

Kisses his way down.

Gentle. Careful, so careful. He has so much strength.

He wishes he could suck, but doesn't trust himself. Luckily his tounge draws delight anyway. He let Rob roll them. Feels cradled, between those thighs, as Rob desperately rides his face.

Takes so much control for Rob to stop. He's shaking with it. He wants to continue so BAD. But wants Match's cock more. So Match gets passed the lube. Blindly fumbles to get ready.

He hears something, flying. Probably a plane. Not important. Robin's important. Lifts him so EASY. Feels him shudder, turned on by how easy Match moves him. They line up, and Match slides in like he's always been there. He has to let go or his grip will get too tight. Amazing. Wet, hot, soft... w-words... he can't...

And THAT'S when he gets a sharp stab to the arm with an injecter and a Smiling But PISSED, grabbed-by-the-throat-hard-enough-to-break-the-bed-frame Slam from ACTUAL Kon. Who has escaped.

And found Match in bed with his boyfriend.

The injector has the stabilizing agent they were withholding. The choke hold however? That's for him. Sup, buuuuuddy. Enjoying my boyfriend? Yeah, he DOES feel good. I would know!

Give me a reason not to kill you where you lay :)

Tim is confused as hell. Still horny. But very alarmed. Two Kons? One is clearly NOT Kon. Please tell him it's not the one he's in bed with. He does NOT want to be a cheater! Kon he would NEVER cheat! (Kon knows.)

Match... offers to switch sides? He would kill for Tim. Die for him. Is in love. Wants to be a person. Is mildly to moderately insane but can TOTALLY promise to keep a lid on his Crazy.

.....also this is kinda hot. Wanna make out? Do you think Tim would enjoy that?

Kon? Is basicly? Yyyyyep. That's a 'Me but fucked up' alright! Unfortunate. Hot though. Let's keep him. He's like one of those really, really ugly dogs you kinda can't help but falling in love with.

Tim? Still impaled on SOMEBODY'S dick and just wants to know what's going the fuck on. Face in his hands. Why is he dating this asshole? Why!? *gets smoochs* oh, right. Tim loves him.

Damn it.

Fine! Fuck it! Both of you, I GUESS, get over here. Time to live out some of those fantasies Tim's had but couldn't do with only one boyfriend. Kon! Naked! You! Name? Match. Okay, Match? Move your hips! *vigorous sex noises!!!*

And so they threesome it out! Until Tim can no longer keep up. Then Match n Kon pull on pants and blow up some bases, get pizzas, and come back for "round two". It's a great week!

Tim ends up on bedrest. Looks vaguely mauled. But with a delightfully dewy well-fucked shine~ to complexion.

-🐼🐼🐼

sex with tim getting ppl to stop being evil😍😍😍!

[hells-greatest-overlord]

HAZBIN FLUFF ALPHABET (credit to whoever made this)

🍎Lucifer edition🍎

Attraction- What they look for in a partner! Physically and/or emotionally!

- I don’t personally think he has any preference for how you look physically 

- emotionally though I feel like he wants someone who is able to care for him and his family. He also wants someone who is funny! He loves to make jokes so don’t be afraid to give him you best ones

Bond- How they spend their time with you?

- I head cannon that he loves to bake- especially when it’s with you. He’s been busy working all day? What’s a little break to make an apple pie with him! If you get to focused on the recipe instead of having fun he throws flour at you- or try’s to sneakily eat the filling

- if he doesn’t feel the urge to bake the two of you usually cuddle up together and watch a movie together 

Cuddling- What's cuddling with them like?

- OMG it’s the best- I’m sorry. This man has the most comfortable bed in all of hell and tones of pillows and blankets to choose from. Do you wanna bring your stuffed animal with you? That’s not problem for him sweetheart! He loves seeing that you trust him with having a comfort item near you. 

- if your really cold or ask him to help wraps his wings around you to hold you and keep you warm 

Dates- What are their go to dates?

- honestly, he probably takes you to a park- but but don’t worry he makes it nice with a picnic basket filled with your favorite food and a comfortable blanket to sit on. Plus after that you can go have a race on the swings or you can dance with each other and just have fun

Emotion- How much emotion do they show? Are they reserved or are they an open book?

-let’s be honest- it’s him- he is mostly an open book! He will tell you almost anything and everything you might wanna know, but I feel like he might not really like to talk about heaven and that whole shabang.

Family- Do they want children? How many?

- eh, I mean he has Charlie so I feel like he might be iffy on that but if you want one or two more he would be more than happy to have more 

Gift Giving- How often do they give gifts? What is it, usually? Do they like receiving gifts?

- he mostly likes to draw you pictures, flowers, or give you ducks he makes

Harsh- How often do you two get into conflicts and arguments? Who tries to patch things up first?

- I don’t think you and him would get into fights often and unless it’s bad he usually tries to fix things

Injury- What are they like when you get injured, and vise versa?

- for him he honestly probably tires to hide how bad he is to not worry you 

- But for you? Oh god- you better HOPE it wasent a person. Like someone decided to hit you for no reason? Bro they better be ready to get their ass beat. He is protective of you and he will comfort you and help you in any way he can.

Jealousy- How well do they handle it, if they get jealous?

- *cough* jealous *cough* I’m sorry I feel like he gets so jealous- especially if your friends with alastor- cause alastor is a gentlemen so if he puts a hand on your back when guiding you somewhere omg Luci gets so jealous 

Kiss- What is their favorite place to kiss you and be kissed?

- yes. He loves showering you in kisses EVERYWHERE. Forehead.mouth.hand. Jaw. Yes. He adores you and he gives you kisses to show it

Love language- How do they show they care, and how do they want to be cared for?

- his love language is physical touch and words of affirmation. He had the same for needs

Marriage- Is that something they want in the relationship?

- it’s not necessary but if your together for a while he dose want it 

No!- What is a deal breaker for them?

- if Charlie dosent like you. He loves his daughter more than anything so if she dosent like you it’s a deal breaker for him

Oddity- What are some noticable behaviors and quirks of theirs?

- one of his quirks is always having dad puns- like sometimes he will say the corniest things but it’s all in good fun

Pet names- What do they call you and what do they want to be called?

- darlin, sweetheart, gorgeous, love

Question- A common question in the relationship!

- I feel he is an advocator on check ins, if your upset or haven’t have one in awhile he dose check ins to make sure everything is ok

Risk- How far are they willing to go for you?

- honestly he will go pretty far for you

Shh- How secretive are they?

- he isn’t that secretive! Just ask him anything darling and he will tell you

Tunes- Music that you two listen to together and/or associate with the relationship!

- he is honestly open to every kinda music in my opinion

Upset- One of you is upset! How will the other cheer them up?

- he will hold you and play with your hair pressing soft kisses into your head as he tells you that everything is gonna be ok

Valentine's- How are they like on the holiday?

- he will buy you flowers you like and take you out to a nice dinner and then take you home to slow dance in a quite room 

Warrior- How do they feel about you fighting alongside them/fighting their battles 

- 100% got your back and will protect you in any way he can

Xray- How well can they read you? 

- it takes him awhile to figure it out but he will eventually be able to read you and helps you if you need it.

Yearn- How do they cope with separation?

- he will hold a stuffed animal you love or cuddle up with your fave blanket if you have to leave 

Zzz- What's it like sharing a bed with them?

- either cuddle bug or you wake up with a feather in your hair because he likes to “spread his wings” and ends up taking over the whole bed

[imagine-silk]

Я увидел, что кто-то спросил о неприметном читателе-подростке и платоническом Яндере Мигеле/Питере Б, поэтому я спрашиваю, есть ли у вас какие-нибудь хедпушки по поводу их взаимодействия? Потому что я думаю, что это было бы интересно. В том посте вы также написали, что ребенок выглядит злым и мне это нравится. Я тоже достаточно замкнутая и иногда в голове возникают мысли о том, что было бы здорово, если бы кто-то из моих друзей сломал ногу или упал с лестницы и иногда меня даже пугают эти мысли

》I can't read or speak Russian and I couldn't find a reliable translator so some things are going to be lost in translation. Apologies.

Miguel O'Hara trying his luck w/ another family and teen!reader sniffing it out immediately

You know what they say; if at first you don't succeed try again. The canon events were proven false and the first thing he did after was clean up the aftermath and look for happiness again. What happened in the past wasn't going to happen again.

Your father, Miguel O'Hara, was very absent. A workaholic and always tired, tired enough to not want to be bothered at home. Spending time with him was an impossible task so you stopped trying. Then suddenly he was the best dad ever. He was so happy when you got home, held you like you were dead and came back. This wasn't him and you knew it.

His thought process was simple. This version of him was an asshole who didn't deserve his family, so he would give you what you deserved. It wasn't like he would be missed so the blood washed off easy. He apologized to you and your mother, said he almost died and had a moment of realization about how much he was taking for granted.

Your mother fell for it. At first she gave him hell, not yelling but clearly seething. "Where was this man for the last ten years, huh?" If he changed on a dime to be good then he could turn back at any moment or he could have done it sooner. But he showered her in love and gifts. He spiked her drinks to 'reignite their passion', something long gone between her and her husband.

You almost gave in too. He was everything you wanted in your father, everything and more. But he wasn't right. He wanted to know things he should have already known and looked at you as not someone he recognized but someone who was different. He was bigger, broader, he hunched over a lot and mumbled, not opening his mouth too far. It was obvious to you he was looking at a stranger, so you knew you were too.

All of his attempts to win you over failed and he didn't know why. He had your files and looked them over, and he catered to you endlessly. Even your mother was prompting you to forgive him.

To be honest, your mother was not what he was hoping for. He loved her but the love of a spouse is replaceable, for better or for worse, the love of your child is everything. He was giving you what his counterpart would never but you were still resisting.

Getting out of the house was key to your sanity but detrimental to his. You got out of his suffocating love and recharged with your friends. In turn he had no idea what you were doing or what effect they had on you other than they pulled you away from him. So he made excuses to spend time as a family, effectively grounding you. He made you so confused; who the fuck was he?

You found just as many excuses to see your friends. The more they heard about the situation the more they were concerned and tried to cut him off as well. Sleepovers were commonplace.

Miguel was losing it. You wouldn't eat at home so he couldn't slip anything to make you too tired to leave. A tracker did no good if you were just at your friend's house. It wasn't like you were five, you were in high school and doing nothing wrong.

Unfortunately, your mother was caught in the crosshairs. She tried hard to get you to like him but after a while she started a different approach. Deescalation was her main goal. "Maybe we should back up a little bit, babe." A phrase he didn't like. However, your mother was no pushover, she told him to stand down and leave you alone until she could get everything sorted.

The worst thing was she couldn't convince you. In all her innocence she became a casualty. It was an accident.

When your mother went missing it set off all alarms for you and your friends. It wasn't supposed to happen but it turned out in his favor. You had to stay home, for you to grieve together. Not to mention it wasn't safe. It would have been so much more believable if he hid his excitement for time with you.

Not the best plan but in all fairness you were a bunch of teenagers. It was clear to you he was responsible for your mother so you were planning to run away. It was the only thing you could think of that would work. No one in their right mind would think he, dad of the year, killed your mom.

As soon as you were out the window he was out the door and met you around the house. Before you could even think about how to react two of your friends came at him with bats, metal bats. The rest of it was so quick. There was so much blood, it didn't stain as much as it soaked in the grass and your clothes. None of them survived. This man killed all of them with his bare hands, didn't even think about it. You started crying your eyes out and screaming. He kneeled in front of you, giving sweet comfort. But you made him stop. "You're not my father. I don't know who you are. Just leave me alone."

All of him attempts to comfort you didn't work, as usual. How would you know this was going to happen if you resisted. "Los siento, mijo/mija." You thought he was trying to hug you but when you pushed him away you saw his fangs. When you pushed harder he pushed your hands away and bit your neck. You couldn't move. You knew what was happening but you couldn't move. He washed you down quick before taking you across dimensions. Blood dripped down his teeth, his hands were damp from a hasty wash, and he had a limp, your friends broke his leg. And he walked away with you as a prize.

[boygiwrites]

Harley D. Dixon 20

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📖Chapter List.

Author's Note.

Quickest update ever, but also the shortest. Hope you enjoy some much needed down-time :)

The farm. We're back.

We drive up the long path in silence, watching the small figures of everybody in camp jump from their seats at the sound of engines. They come rushing up to the gate to greet us. I thought I'd be more eager to reunite with everybody, but as we draw closer, I realize I'm just exhausted. I'm exhausted and I feel nothing. Dad brings the truck to a stop just outside camp as Carl runs ahead of the group, shouting my name excitedly and waving us down. He hops out first and carefully helps me down after.

The second my feet hit the ground, I'm tackled into a hug.

"You're back!" Carl exclaims into my neck, too caught-up to realize that I don't move to hug him back. I barely flinch as Lori rushes up to me and grabs my shoulder, or when Jacqui and Dale move in close to get a look at me. "Oh, you're back! We were so worried!"

As he pulls away, Jacqui adds, "Sweetie, it's so good to see you again."

"Give her some space." Dad warns, shoving some of them back. "Been through Hell this morning."

"Oh, God." Lori stresses, looking to Rick as he exits the truck and joins us, followed by T, Andrea, and Glenn. "What happened to—?"

"He's dead." Rick announces without much feeling, earning a few light gasps. As Carl stares worriedly at the bloody shirt, Rick explains to everyone, "We caught up with him this morning nearly eighty miles from here. Saw him from the road, standing in an old gas station with Harley. He wasn't happy to see us, as you can imagine. Guns were pulled. We, uh... We did what we had to do to get Harley."

Shaking her head at the brutality of it all, Lori asks, "Was it quick?"

No, it wasn't. It was a mean death. I saw.

The grim silence answers for us.

"It was a long time coming." Dale says what most are thinking. "Far as I'm concerned, we're better off without him. That man was unhinged."

"Daryl, w-we knew him for fifteen years. He was always good to us, to Carl. I never would've imagined he'd—"

"Well, he did." He cuts her off. I think he's like Rick, and like me, and just about ready to put all this behind us. "He did and he died for it."

Without anything else to add, her gaze slowly falls to the blood on his fingers.

I wince again at another wave of pain.

"Man, enough talking." T-Dog tsks. "Girl's hurt."

"We gotta get her up to Herschel." Dad agrees, guiding me through the crowd. Rick gives a quick kiss to both Lori and Carl's cheeks before stepping in with us, ignoring the chatter that resumes as we leave. I can only imagine what they're saying. I hate it. I hate being talked about.

As we hurry along, Rick sighs, "You think everyone's gonna be alright goin' back to business as usual, after this?"

"Don't got much choice." Dad scoffs. "People die, people mourn. Life moves on."

We make our way up the porch steps. The front door's been left open but Rick still gives a little knock, anyway, prompting Herschel to call out from somewhere inside that we're allowed to come in. They both guide me forward into the house, keeping the shirt cupped to my ear.

Herschel pads down the stairs with a tired frown on his even tired-er face, asking us, "You're back. What's happened?"

"You got a re-visiting patient, here." Rick answers as we head into the dining room. "Her ear's been shot off."

They set me down in a chair. Rick steps back as Dad takes the seat next to me, never letting go of my hand.

"My. Well, I haven't heard that one before." Herschel drags a chair in front of me and sits down. "Which one?"

"Her left. Top-half's completely gone."

"Let's take a look."

Dad squeezes my hand and pulls the shirt away. Herschel reaches out to push my hair back, and I turn my head to the side not 'cause I wanna make it any easier for him to examine me, but because I just can't look at nobody. My cheeks go red with shame as he reveals my butchered ear to the room. Rick tries not to let his pity show but I feel it anyway, like a hot, stuffy blanket. Feels like I wanna disappear into the floor.

"Yes, I see. You're right." Herschel hums non-judgementally, as all doctors do. "There's nothing here I can save. How's it feeling?"

Not caring how rude I sound, I snarl, "Like it got shot the Hell off."

My ear's gone for good. All I got's an ugly little stump ain't nobody gonna like lookin' at.

"Well." He takes my anger in stride. "I'll disinfect it, but what we're looking at here is what it's going to be like for the rest of her life."

"How about her hearin'?" Dad glances at me. "Baby, you were sayin' on the way back that it was ringin', weren't ya?"

Yeah, I was. It hurt so bad I thought my head would split in two. "I guess so."

Herschel asks, "How bad is the ringing?"

"It was worse before."

"Might be tinnitus." He guesses. "Very expected. Let me go get my supplies, see if I can't get some meds for it, and I'll clean it up a bit."

As he leaves, an awkward silence takes over. None of us have anything to say until he comes back, first aid kit in hand.

"Okay. You didn't hit your head or anything when it happened, did you?" He sits, grabbing a tiny light and taking my face in his hand, turning me this way and that so he can best blind me with that thing. I shake my head no. The light clicks off. "No dizziness, vomiting, double-vision?"

"No, no, and no." I huff impatiently. "If you ain't got a magic potion in that box that'll make my ear grow back, just clean it already."

"Harley, baby, it's okay." Dad murmurs. "Ain't nobody judgin' ya. Won't be nobody judgin' ya, either."

I'm not so sure. I got my ear shot off over somethin' I was too stupid to understand, too stupid to see coming. I bet it looks disgusting, too. If that's not somethin' to be ashamed of, I'on know what is. Worst part is I have to live with it on the outside, now, as well as just on the inside.

"And if there ever is anyone," Rick adds soothingly, "Either me or Daryl will have a very strong word with 'em. I promise you that."

Words are useless, even strong ones. Don't he know that by now?

"S'like I said," I brush them both off, "Just hurry up an' clean it."

"I'll have another look at your stitches after I'm done, if that's alright."

"Sure. Do what you gotta do."

"Seems like you had a rough go of it out there." He says, dabbing some disinfectant onto a cotton ball. "A shot to the ear is nothing easy."

"Ain't none of it easy." Sophia's dead. So's Shane. So's a lotta other people. I hiss when he swipes it over my bloody half-ear. It hurts like a son of a bitch, almost as much as it did when I first saw Sophia walk outta the barn, that bullet pierce Shane's guts. "Two dead in two days."

A look of pain passes over his features. "Five, for us."

Rick asks him, "What happened here after we left?"

"We buried the bodies." He simply says, leaning back to re-saturate the cotton before continuing to wipe away the blood. His wife and step-son were in that barn. Others, too. They've lost people just like we have. "Beth hasn't taken it very well. And I'm afraid I haven't, either."

"I'm very sorry for everything that's happened these past couple days. Shane had no right to break your trust in us like that."

"Well, I imagine we won't be seeing much of him, anymore." Now for the gauze. "In a way, I'm grateful it happened."

Rick frowns. "How's that?"

"It takes a lot to survive what our world has become. I think I see that, now. I see it when I look at your group, and even when I look at Harley." He sends me a soft smile. "The girls used to shed tears whenever they got a prickle caught in their foot, and yet you're missing half an ear and you're still staying strong. I have a feeling that's not just by chance. It's grit. Seems until now, I haven't had the chance to learn to use mine."

"You said you buried them." Rick hesitates to say the next word. "Sophia?"

"Yes." He nods. "It was a peaceful ceremony. Your boy, though, he didn't attend. He said he wanted to wait until Harley got back."

Sophia in a grave. Somehow that still don't quite feel real.

Herschel finishes patching me up, making quick work of checking my stitches afterward. Apparently they're healing well. He gives me a glass of water and two small pills to take for the tinnitus, and hands the bottle to my Dad, instructing him on how often I should take them.

"Beyond that and keeping it dry, I don't have anything else for you. I should get back to Beth, now. Rick, we can talk later."

"Sure thing. Thank you."

About our arrangements here, probably, now that Sophia's dead-gone and not just gone-gone. About the horde, too.

"And Harley," He says as we turn to leave, "You're a strong girl. Don't ever lose that."

Oh. I don't have the guts to tell him I already have.

With that, he smiles politely and snaps the kit shut. "Enjoy the rest of your afternoon."

As we pass the bathroom on our way out, Dad suggests, "You wanna go wash yer hair off?"

I give a nod. My ear's clean, but my hair sure ain't.

"I'll be down at camp." Rick says. "Take your time."

Dad takes up a chair in the corridor as I slip into the bathroom alone, shutting the door behind me. Thank God all that poking and prodding is over with. I couldn't stand it. As I step onto the small ladder in front of the sink and look in the mirror, I'm faced with another thing I can't stand. My reflection. It's a sorry mess, like I expected. Blood crusted to my hair. A tight jaw. Two empty, green eyes. I don't think I know who that is.

Well, it's me. I know that. It's Harley Dixon, but it's not all of her. Not the strong parts.

I pick at my hair, lift it, move it, pull it apart, raking the dried blood out and flicking it in the sink, but it just don't wanna come out. I duck my head under the faucet and try soaking it, squeezing it out like a dirty rag, but it don't wanna come out that way, either. I snatch up the brush from the counter and attack the knots with it, ouch, ouch, ouch, until it snags painfully and I just throw the damn thing across the room.

I hate this. All of it. I hide my face in my hands, peering out through my fingers at the stranger in the mirror with half an ear.

I remember the look on his face before the gunshot came. I remember him stumbling, the wet smack of Dad's fist on his cheek.

I remember her vacant eyes and her slow shuffles. I remember the gunshot for that one, too. I always do.

My gaze wonders off to the side then, landing on the pair of scissors Maggie lent me the other day.

Without any shred of hesitation, I grab them, put them to my roots, and start sawing. Krrch, Krrch, Krrch. It chews through my hair like an angry dog. Long strands fall to the floor, taking the knots of crusty blood with them. Krrch, Krrch, Krrch. Stubby locks of hair spring out above my ear as I cut, cut, cut. Krrch, Krrch, Krrch. I hack off the sides. I hack off the back. I hack off all the memories, and all the pain, and all the blood.

By the time I'm done, I'm panting like I've ran a race. I stare boldly at my new reflection.

Two green eyes, sharp and ready. A wild haircut. A frown.

I scoop all the hair off the floor and stuff it into the little waste bin in the corner before stepping back into the hallway.

When Dad notices what I've done to myself, he flinches as if he's just walked into a spiderweb. "Wh—?"

"I got the blood off."

"You—" He reaches up to feel the thick, fluffy locks as I stand between his knees. "Baby, you look like a boy."

"I don't care. Merle used to say I looked like one, anyway."

He chuckles. "Y'know ya could'a asked me for help, right?"

I shrug. "Didn't need none. Not this time."

"Guess not. You look pretty hardcore."

When his hand bumps into what's left of my ear, that awful vacuum-feeling returns to my stomach, the red returns to my cheeks. I lift my hand to hide the jagged nub, but he takes my wrist and pulls it down. I stand there like a broken vase, angry at how embarrassed I feel.

"Hardcore," He repeats with a pointed look, this time softly adding, "And still very beautiful."

I scoff. Ain't nothin' beautiful about me. "You're messin' with me."

"No. I ain't."

He leaves no room for argument. After brushing my bangs to the side and pressing a kiss to my temple, he stands and leads me outside.

Carl's jaw drops when we approach camp. "What happened to your hair? Why's it so short?"

"She asked too many questions," Dad warns him, "So I chopped it all off."

His eyes go wide as saucepans.

"He's just kidding." Lori mutters, sending Dad a look that says uh-huh, very funny, but he don't look very sorry. "Don't listen to him."

"Looks like you got on good, then." Rick smiles from his seat around the fire, amused. I can tell he's already explained the state of my missing ear to everyone by the lack of gawking and questioning, which I'm thankful for. He always thinks about things like that. "Cool new hair."

"Almost as short as Carl's." Glenn snickers, giving it a ruffle. "Didn't know Herschel was a hairdresser, too."

I tsk, batting him away. "Shut up, Glenn."

"Well, I think she looks adorable." Lori says kindly, in the way a mother talks over an annoying older brother. "It really suits her."

"Maggie brought down some soup for us to heat up just now." Rick says. "Carrot and leak. I think it's about ready, you want some?"

"Sure." Dad sits down, wrapping me in his arms as I climb onto his lap. I'm bein' clingy, but he understands why. "One long ass day, alright."

"Right about that. It's good to have you back, little nerd." T-Dog smiles earnestly.

I return it shyly. "Thanks, T."

Bowls and spoons get handed out, then a few big spoonfuls of steaming soup and a couple rice crackers each. Finally, after two days of feeling nothing but bone-crushing anxiety, I let myself enjoy some lunch with all the people still left in the world who care about me.

It's not what it used to be, but it's something.

Author's Note.

Sorry this wasn't very long 🙏 Just the group returning home and dealing with emotions.

[hazbinhotell0v3r]

Hazbin Hotel Tickler Tumblr (My first tumblr!)

A week after extermination, Charlie had been curled up in a little ball in her and Vaggies bed, thinking of Sir Pentouis. Vaggie peeked through the door and saw Charlie crying with a face full of tears.

Vaggie noticed how sad Charlie was laying in the shirt she had gave her and a pair of shorts. She was very worried about her girlfriend, soon the king of hell stopped by to see what was going. Then he to felt bad for his daughter. “Shes going through a lot right after, you know..” Vaggie said, “I think I might have an idea to cheer her up.” Lucifer stated. “Really?” Vaggie said interested.

After talking about the plan, Vaggie walked into the bedroom to see Charlie. “Hey babe, is everything okay?” said Vaggie, “Y-yeah I- i’m j-just-“ Charlie couldn’t finish her sentence without bursting into tears. As Vaggie distracted her wiping her tears, Lucifer slowly tip-toed be hind Charlie on the bed. “Don’t worry babe, we have a way to cheer you up.” Vaggie chuckled. “What do you mean by-“ Charlie couldn’t finish her sentence as Vaggie had already pinned her down on the bed.

”What’s happening?” Charlie chuckled in a nervous voice. She saw he dad wiggle his fingers as Charlie started to try and wiggle herself free. “Guys, w-we can talk about this!” “No can do apple pie, we need to make sure all that stress is gone~” Lucifer cooed to Charlie. “Dad, let’s ju-“ Charlie couldn’t finish as her father already attacked her belly with wiggly claw’s. Charlie kicked her legs all over the bed trying to get free. As Charlie squirmed and giggles Lucifer sat on her hips making it harder for her to free herself.

“Aww whos a cute lil giggly princess?” Vaggie teased to Charlie. “LEHEHET MEHEHE GOHOHO!!” Charlie screamed in laughter. Vaggie let her arm free and Charlie started to push off her dad from the tickle attack, or At least tried to. She squirmed and screamed as her father dug into her belly button, the room had been filled with Charlie’s joyous laughter which got louder and louder. “Let’s see what’s in here!” her father teased. “DADDY STAHAHAP, HAHAHAVE MERHEHRCY, PLEHEHEAS!!” Soon Charlie was held down as Vaggie scribbled her fingers all around her belly, ribs, sides, and underarms. Charlie screamed in laughter with a flamingo face turning more and more red.

Vaggie and Lucifer gave Charlie a breather and Vaggie Held Charlie tightly in her lap as Charlie caught her breath for a few minutes, still laughing and giggling from the tingling feeling on her upper body. “Oh Vaggie~ I think we forgot a spot…” Lucifer said in a teasing voice, “Oh yeah, we definitely did!” Vaggie answered while turn Charlie’s body forward face her legs forward to Lucifer at the bottom of the bed. Lucifer was able to use his power to make sure that Charlie couldn’t move her legs silence Vaggie had already had her upper body in her arms.

“D-Dad, Babe, I’m already feeling much better, it’s o-“ Charlie tried to hold back as Lucifer slowly strikes his finger down her hoof going slower and slower, Charlie could help but let out laughs and giggles. “Ahahas thehehe P-Princess Ihihih demand you both to freshener mehehe!!” .Showing no mercy, soon her father was pushing into her hoof’s as laughter and giggles turned into squirming and screams. Along with Charlie’s fathers, Vaggie started to slide on her rib cage. “Aww, is our majesty’s hoofs sensitive~?” Lucifer chuckled and teased as Charlie screamed. “DAHAHAHAD, BAHABE, STAHAHAHAP!!” Charlie screamed. “Aww your laugh is too cute!!” Vaggie teased.

“Okay Vaggie, let’s pipe it down.” As Lucifer un froze her legs and Vaggie stopped scribbling her rib cages. Charlie was tired in Vaggies arms catching her breath with a weak body, still giggling and wiping her tears from her eyes. “Better?” Vaggie asked Charlie in a serious yet positive voice. “Y-yeah hehe” still chuckling from the tingles.

Both Vaggie and Charlie’s father laughed at Charlie tried not to yawn with an angry face. Soon Charlie lied down on her and Vaggie’s bed, ready to settle down with her girlfriend as her father left the room. Before the officially went to bed, Vaggie pocked Charlie’s belly. “Vahahagihis!!” she giggled, “Okay finee. They both settled down to rest as Charlie ready to dream of her revenge.

Should I do pt2?

[mercuryday]

heyyyyy y’all… i’m peyton [sh/th, 21+, cst—also the mun of selena, hyeon, mouse & dabin] and i’m stoked to be bringing you guys another older character of mine, hwang daesung/dylan hwang. the tl;dr on dylan is that he’s a dude soooo fixated on being the life of the party that he’s actually not the life of the party at all 😓 you can view his stats here, his pinterest here and read all about him under the cut.

dylan hwang, born june 14, 1997 in santa monica, ca, usa to a rock musician/producer/blue collar worker father and a hairstylist mother :~) dylan was their first and only child and he was absolutely cherished. his parents were deeply in love, and you could tell that dylan was a product of that—a very bright, happy, confident kid who took after his father in particular.

he had an interest in music from a young age and would frequently accompany his father to his band’s practice sessions and/or studio recordings; but he didn’t only think the music stuff was cool, he also admired how hard of a worker his dad always was and how he still made time for his family and never seemed tired like…… the most he ever complained about was a headache. in dylan’s eyes, that man was a superhero!!!

also has an uncle (on his dad’s side) who’s cool as hell too; owned a record store in queens and babysat dylan often when he was little and both parents were busy. cool cool guy

but he had a harder time connecting with his mom as she was the more practical adult in his life—very much “good cop/bad cop” and unfortunately she was the bad cop, LOL. making dylan let her cut his hair whilst his dad encouraged him to grow it out, lecturing him for climbing trees in the neighborhood, no sweets before breakfast type deal like… she wasn’t evil AT ALL, just irritating sometimes lmfao

anywayyyy… TW CHRONIC ILLNESS, DEATH / when dylan was 14, his dad went to see a doctor for the aforementioned headaches he’d been having; this turned out to be a series of growths in his brain—he passed away within the same year / END TW

tl;dr dylan lost his dad in 2012, and it turns out his dad was the glue that was holding him and his mom together as well; rather than grieve and heal together, an irreparable distance grew and it definitely didn’t help that dylan was 14… the most evil age ever??? was extremely unkind to his mom, made her cry a lot, the house was silent most of the time with them even learning to have their meals at separate times

dylan really leaned into music more than ever around this time, and even more so once his mom realized she couldn’t pay the bills on her own and needed to go back to south korea and live with her parents for a while; dylan was extremely americanized by this point and didn’t speak korean on a native level, so he felt isolated as all hell in seoul—luckily his uncle richie moved to seoul along with them to stay close to dylan so at least he wasn’t stranded in unfamiliar territory with no one who he felt like he could lean on

his mom’s parents gave her a small loan to start her own salon in jongno-gu and richie relocated his music store to the nakwon musical instrument arcade, where it still is today; needless to say, they adjusted surprisingly quickly and, in a way, dylan felt like he was the only one still grieving and consequently was being left behind (which is not true but yk he was an angsty teenager)

had a lot of sadness and frustration with nowhere to go, and from about 15 to 18 he was a problem child :( picking fights, treating the people around him like shit, getting kicked out of school, etc etc

but around 18 he got a very humbling reality check and has been striving to be better ever since/striving to be someone his dad would be proud of—his relationship with his mom is still quite complicated because, like i mentioned before, he ended up getting kicked out of school which was NOTTTT cool… eventually got his ged, but. should not have happened that way. and she’s consistently asked him to pursue something other than music with his life as she doesn’t want to watch him waste his life chasing a pipe dream, but that remains the only thing that he really wants to do; he does help out at her salon on occasion and she talks about how she wishes he would come on full-time so they could spend more time together and she wouldn’t spend all day worrying about him, but 🤷‍♂️ he really doesn’t want to cut hair for the rest of his life. mostly nice to her now, but never gave her a proper apology for the fucked up shit he said to her before/the way that he treated her, and is still prone to lashing out when she gets on his nerves—familiarity breeds contempt type vibe.

after he was kicked out of school, he started working for his uncle richie at his music store as a sales associate; is still there to this day, but has job-hopped quite a bit over the years… richie always takes him back when he inevitably quits or gets fired. nowadays, he’s operating as a sales associate/instrument and record player repair tech/halfass assistant store manager like… what does he not do? he acts like he owns the place.

started a band in 2019, tentatively called both haze and through the haze (sounds like: silica gel, thornapple) depending on who you’re asking. a psychedelic rock band with a bunch of random ass influences; slow start, but they’ve been gaining a fair bit of traction recently. not quite known internationally, but most people in the jongno-gu area know the name and they play shows in the area often, as well as being invited to perform at independent rock festivals throughout the year. still…. the band’s not paying the bills, so 🤷‍♂️ they can’t quit their day jobs yet…

here he is now: a 26 (almost 27) year old man still doing the same shit he was doing 5 years ago, seemingly at a standstill in life. personality-wise, he’s very kind and humorous—forever trying to make up for the jackass that he was as a teenager, feels the best when he’s making people smile or laugh. treats everyone he encounters like they’re special to him in some way, “because they are”. much more intelligent than he’s given credit for, but lives as a piece of comedic relief instead of letting his skills (beyond music) show. absolute party animal, can outdrink anyone and can go for hours; hosts a lot of afterparties following haze’s shows, so stop by if you’re looking for a good time. a candle burning at both ends, but if you don’t look too close, you can’t tell; has an alcohol problem, but 🤷‍♂️ claims that it “comes with the territory” and “is no big deal”. friendly, well-meaning guy who never made peace with his grief and has to be fucked up to feel good, and no matter what levels of success he reaches, it never feels good enough. like i said before, he treats people like they’re special but fails to maintain meaningful relationships as he runs from commitment in any form and wants to know a lot of people a little bit rather than know a few people really good. lonely lonely man.

plot ideas

i always say this, but: i love extensive plotting, so if you're trying to discuss all the little details and build a strong storyline together, i'm your girl! however, i'm also 100% game to get a loose idea together, jump in and see how it develops. that said, here are some small ideas:

naturally, dylan's band members. the band has been around since 2019, but the current members do not have to be original. if/when these spots are taken, i would like to get together and discuss the band's dynamic as a whole as well! currently seeking: bassist, lead guitarist, drummer.

a friend around dylan's age (born '96 to '98 ideally) who he met when he first moved to seoul in 2013. they've been friends for 11 years now, so this is someone who knows dylan better than anyone else in his life, and his #1 supporter but also his biggest critic - they see how toxic/unhealthy his behavior is and call him out on his bs, which quite frankly scares him LMFAOOOO so maybe there's a little distance between them now that's never been there before? let's figure out the details together

musicians who often come to spins & needles for things like guitar strings, picks, cords, various music equipment, etc etc... connections he's made this way who don't have their own band, but sometimes fill in if a member of haze is unable to play a show? connections who DO have their own band and sometimes open for haze or vice versa? jam session buddies, young/budding musicians who think dylan's way cooler than he actually is, someone who just really loves music and drops in to chat the shit with dylan.

an ex-girlfriend, probably someone introduced to dylan by his mom as she used to frequent his mom's salon. they dated for a while, but dylan wasn't serious about her/wasn't willing to settle down at the time while she was wanting a partner who could be husband material. sorry!

a random ass eclectic friend group... people who have absolutely nothing in common with dylan, but they have a great time together anyway.

party friends, and ultimately, bad influences on each other - constantly pushing each other's limits, waking up with gnarly hangovers and doing it all again the next night. perhaps these are friends who dylan will grow apart from throughout his development as he tries to steer away from drinking, but that's a bridge to cross in the future!!!

let him have his christopher wilde (from starstruck, for those who don't know) moment... someone who doesn't like him/has been talking shit about how he's "pretentious" or whatever and now he's fixating on making them change their mind. "you don't like me? but you don't even know me.. i think... i think if you knew me, you would really like me" monologue type beat.

etc etc etc... open to anything!!!

[mlobsters]

supernatural s13e23 let the good times roll (w. andrew dabb)

well, carry on my wayward son has lost pretty all of its emotional punch that it once had for me back in the early seasons.

the moment we see sam in front of the corkboard and "the ice caps are melting" i felt like i was going to combust. what is this nonsense. our-earth 101 catching them up to speed even though we're just here to regroup and arm up before a showdown with michael? and how long was the apocalypse apocalypsing over there? longer than it would have without the boys to stop it in 2010 or whatever? mortifying. i fast forwarded. i don't need the spn cliffs notes on awful things here too

you want to hear some nonsense? i was sort of looking forward to yesterday's episode. i don't know why. well, it disabused me of that notion right quick.

why are we on some rando werewolf hunt

man mary is beautiful. and sure, she and bobby get umbrellas

MARY So what are you gonna do now? BOBBY Honestly, I got no clue. Everyone seems to be settling in okay in town. Ketch is out doing Ketch things. Rowena and Charlie are road tripping it through the Southwest.

i get that it's for production reasons they're not gonna have the whole cast around but hokay.

BOBBY Anyways...without an archangel, it's not like we can go back home. And I'm not sure I'd want to.

all right then. obviously, shit's gonna happen with lucifer and michael though right. don't have a lot of episodes left (lol) and i know michael gets all up in there at some point

DEAN Hey, you remember...remember when you asked if we could stop it? All the evil in the world? SAM Yeah. DEAN If we could...really change things? Well, maybe with Jack, we can. SAM Maybe you're right. But then what will we do? DEAN Mm. Yeah. This. (Dean holds a beer he has been carrying and Sam looks down at his) A whole lot of this. But on a beach somewhere, you know? Can you imagine? You, me, Cass, toes in the sand, couple of them little umbrella drinks. Matching Hawaiian shirts, obviously. Some hula girls. SAM (scoffing) You talking about retiring? You? DEAN If I knew the world was safe? Hell, yeah. And you know why? 'Cause we freaking earned it, man. SAM (holding up his beer) I'll drink to that. DEAN Yeah. Hell, yeah.

being optimistic is surely a sign for everything to turn to absolute shit. is cas gonna wear the trench over the hawaiian shirt? he's awfully commited to that look

tired of myself talking about this show.

DEAN Jack? Hey. Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Easy. You're just having a bad dream. JACK Sorry. DEAN It's okay. You don't have to apologize. I have 'em, too. All the time. JACK You do? DEAN Sure. JACK You, um... What do you see? DEAN Well, depends. Mostly... mostly people I couldn't save.

thanks for saying that i guess, pretty sure he's only gonna talk to someone that's zoned as a kid about it. but without specifics of course

DEAN Jack... it's not about being strong. I mean...Look, I don't know what you saw over there, and I don't know what you went through. I know it was bad. But I also know that you came out the other side because you are strong. But even when we're strong, man, things are gonna happen. We're gonna make mistakes. Nobody's perfect. Right? But we can get better. Every day, we can get better. So whatever you're dealing with, you know, whatever...whatever comes at us, we'll figure out a way to deal with it, together. You're family, kid, and we look after our own.

needed some Quality Dad Bonding time between jack and dean, i guess now that he's not convinced he's gonna go evil and blow up the world. also always slightly amused that jack's actor, alexander calvert, is 27 at this point

didn't take long for lucifer to show up

jack flitting off to basically kill this guy with no proof of wrongdoing, like. it's such a weird character because he's an adult, i think in world he's supposed be i dunno, late teens? and he's got a very childlike view of events. it's like infantilizing except that he is basically a baby with extremely limited life experince so?? i dunno. doesn't really work for me on the regular

in a way i wish pellegrino had a different role so i could like the character he's playing. i want to believe this thing with jack because he's just so good at being sincere and horrible. like, some fucking random play at getting jack on his side is making me cry??? because the idea of starting over and him actually leaving everyone alone is just so... i wish.

MARY Sam, even if we find Lucifer, how we gonna stop him?

did they lose their archangel blade over in au world?

MAGGIE Does it matter? Kinda seems like you have bigger, you know, Satan-y problems. SAM Yeah, but -- but we're -- we're dealing with those. Mostly.

the little muttered "mostly" did get a chuckle out of me

CASTIEL Yeah, angel radio is nothing but static, which is disturbing.

i mean there's only what, 9 angels left anyway lol

laughing at this ridiculous slow float downstairs while they shoot at him, knowing nothing is going to do anything

well. that big reveal of lucifer is actually evil to jack thing, well played by pellegrino as i'd expect. did not expect him flashing out of there with jack and sammy in tow.

DEAN No. What if...what if you had your sword?

well. i wondered what on earth could get dean to say yes.

LUCIFER Wow, Daddy Sammy coming to the rescue. But your little Jackie, the nougat-loving boy that you had before, he's killed people. He's got lots of blood on his hands. SAM (standing) I don't care. He's family.

i mean, so has sam and the rest of their family so?? not exactly a convincing argument :p

DEAN (to Castiel) Lucifer has Sam. He has Jack. Cass, I don't have a choice! DEAN (To Michael) If we do this, it's a one-time deal. I'm in charge. You're the engine, but I'm behind the wheel. Understand?

i'm sure that'll work out fine

mmmk.

convenient that michael and lucifer brought the archangel blades with them so we can have a little showdown

lol reminds me of the matrix training with morpheus fight but cheesier. and we're just gonna have a fist fight in the air. oy

are they actually committing to killing lucifer? his character was more than done but sad to see pellegrino leave, but glad that plotline is over finally

SAM You did it. DEAN No. No, we did it. We did it.

and dean immediately hunches over in pain and it's like s8e23 all over again

and now michael has his special sword vessel and he broke the deal and they can't go killing him while he's wearing dean, right. wonder how long that's gonna drag on in the next season. i haven't seen a lot of gifs of michael!dean so lol i figure it can't be that long??

[loadedberetta]

I am in complete adoration of Press!Reader and the web you're weaving with it! I love how you get two sides of the story - what *actually* happened and what they report on!

I'm excited to see the rest of it because it's just stuck in my head now!

hi babe don't mind me I sobbed for about a day before I could comprehend that I got an ask

thank you for reading my stuff it brings me immense joy that other people have interest in stuff I do - anyways here's what I have to say about this

(oh and, I hope you're ready to say hello to Camilla)

"Gaz and press lady are still missin'." Soap rubbed the bridge of his nose, and rounded the table in Price's office.

"Her name's Daugherty." Ghost rumbled from the chair by the wall. He arrived back at base but an hour before, at the cusp of dawn.

"Yes, her. Daugherty." Soap gestured towards Ghost while he settled behind the Captain, leaning against his chair. He'd had her file in his hand all but once; only her first name stuck.

Price was trying to locate Kyle. One hand on a radio, another on a transmitter, he was sweeping through signatures across the area they lost contact with Gaz on radio. Ghost knew there was no way to help Price, but Soap couldn't restrain himself.

The deft hands of the Captain hadn't found anything in the past hour and a half, since they'd had access to the transmitter.

"Where are you, boy…" He muttered under his breath and tried ignoring Soap breathing down his neck as he scanned the available channels again, hands working in tandem.

"Soap…" He suddenly barked before he could register him still standing over him.

"'m here. I see it." Soap pointed at the screen, a familiar string of signals staring back at him. "That's him."

"Damn right, it is. Better answer, Kyle…" Price muttered as he zeroed in on the signal.

Ghost stood up, the hulking frame of him appearing behind the computer screen. He was ready to go hell and back for his teammate, his quiet determination let on.

Soap remained behind Price, fingers grabbing the back of the chair 'till they ran white.

"2-6, do you copy? " Price's voice was firm, as he pressed the syllables between his tight lips. "Kyle?" He repeated after a moment of silence.

-

Dust lingered in the dry, hot basement.

"Kyle?"

His grip on the radio hardened. The line was shaky.

"Sir. I'm here. I… Copy." His voice shook just a little.

"Location? Status? Give me a sitrep." Price's voice was still firm, it reminded Kyle of his dad calling him once when he forgot to report in after a night out with friends.

"We're in a basement, both in one piece. Reception's shite, sir."

"So you have Camilla?" Soap interjected, Kyle wished he could see his teammate's face just then, judging by the hurried tone he didn't often see Soap resort to.

"Yes." Gaz answered, and looked up to the woman sitting with her back to the nearby wall, her eyes fixed on him.

-

"Camilla…" Soap ripped the door of the SUV open as Ghost parked it by the entrance of the main building.

A wave of unfamiliar jealousy rippled through him as Kyle stared back at him from the backseat, Camilla sitting on the other side of the vehicle. She looked exhausted. Not broken, but surely exhausted.

Kyle brushed past him in understanding, fighting the urge to claim his position by helping her out of the car, but the look he exchanged with Soap was universal and well-known between the two of them.

He gave the other man a pat on the shoulder and walked by him to join Price standing in the doorway. Soap heard them talk in the back of his head, but his focus was on the frame of the woman scooting closer to her in the car seat.

Soap extended a hand towards the inside of the car, and she took it. Her hands were covered in a thin layer of sand and grit, and they were warm, almost hot. He chuckled as she climbed out of the car, her expression tired, but alert.

"I'm alright…" Camilla dropped her hand from Soap's.

"I--" His lower lip quivered as she broke the contact, making him freeze in place, only able to watch her walk hurriedly toward the main doors.

She disappeared inside the building. Soap wanted to rush after her, but Gaz's hand on his chest stopped him as he tried to squeeze past him in the doorway.

"She's lost her camera in the ambush. Memory and all…" He muttered to Soap, their faces parallel, only a few inches away.

Soap sucked in a breath and pushed against Kyle's palm in defeat.

Price stood back and crossed his arms over his chest. Ghost came to stand beside him, and clicked his tongue, flicking the mask over his mouth and lighting a cigarette a moment later.

a/n:(I can't say we're getting anywhere yet, but it's going to be a wild ride for sure)

[hermanunworthy]

!DNDADS S2 EP42 SPOILERS!

ep42 live reactions!! LETS GOOOO!!!

- this episode title is so dumb agsjk

- listening to the intro between classes. lets see how this goes

- ITS FUCKING FAMILY GUY. OFC

- OKAY NOW IM ACTUALLY GONNA SIT DOWN AND LISTEN

- idk a lot about dnd classes but the thought of them changing the teens classes makes me sad. taylor is the COOL ANIME LOVING RANGER TEEN!!!

- TAYLOR JUST TAKES AFTER RON NOW LMAO

- TAYLOR SWIFT THE ONE ROGUE HATER IN THE WORLD

- LINCOLN M KICKS ILY SO BAD i actually got scared for a sec that matt was gonna end his soccer dreams. NEVER!!!!

- WILL AT THE PIANO HELP

- beth sounds like shes sick :[ or just really tired but that makes sense bc of the tour

- NEW RON FACT????? OMG

- HOLY SHIT HOLYSHIT SO WE ARE GETTING NPC FACTS OH MY GOD HOLY SHIT HWMRIE FACT OH MY GODDDD IM SCREAMIHN

- "is it normal" IM GONNA BE SICK.

- HOLY FUCK. HOLY FUCK. HE REALLY DOES EVERYTHING FOR HIS FUCKINF DAD. THIS IS SOOOOO AAAUGHHGH

- IM NEVER GONNA GET OVER THIS GUYS

- ANTHONY FORGETTING ABOUT HENRY

- NORMAL HELPING HIS FRIENDS W HIS ESSENTIAL OILS MY BABY

- JOEY LUNCHMONEY.

- WILL CAMPOS WHAT DO U HAVE PLANNED FOR HENRY. I AM SHAKING IN MY BOOTS

- NORMAL AND LINC ARGUING OVER WHOSE GRANDPA IS BETTER AWW

- BILLY TALLBOY these are some speaker travis level names

- MATT HEARD "ROLL DANGER" HELPP

- HERMIE MENTION 💪💪 lets hope its the first of many

- LOVING THE NORMAL/LINCOLN DYNAMIC THIS EPISODE

- I FORGOT ABOUT DOOD OOPS

- URINE HEAVEN. that shouldve been the episode title

- MATT DOING THE INSPIRATION CHANT FROM THE LIVE SHOWS KILLED ME FOR SOME REASON

- THE THRONE IS EMPTY. GODS NOT DEAD

- WHY IS PISS SUCH AN ESSENTIAL PART OF THIS SEASON

- looks like boss kicks is going back to being pissfoot again

- HERMIE HOLY FUCK ITS MY GUY

- IS HELL THE BATHROOM???

- ANTHONY AS THE DOLPHIN IS SO GOOD

- I THOUGHT THEY COULDNT GO BACK TO HELL THOUGH

- WAIT WHAT IF THEY SEE TERRY THERE

- WILL SCREAMING "WHAT" IM CRYING

- THIS FUCKING EPISODE MAN LMAOOO

- OH THERES ACTUALLY A SPIRIT HALLOWEEN REALM

- i HOPE they do something w hermie here THEYRE GETTING COSTUMES!!!

- THIS IS MAKING ME SO HYPED FOR HALLOWEEN

- OH NOOO THE COSTUMES ARE PERMANENT

- quite ironic that hermie isnt on board w the costumes thing

- also HERMIE/NORMAL INTERACTION!!! a tiny crumb for me :3

- ELDRITCH BLAST THE PEDOPHILE!!!!

- HERMIE JUST CHEERING THEM ON OFF TO THE SIDE

- LINCOLN MAY BE IN HEAVEN BUT THAT DUDES IN HELL RN MY GOD MULTIPLE DAYS???

- LINCOLNS GONNA FUCKING SNIPE THEM. LIKE FATHER LIKE SON

- LINCOLN IS BLOODIED FROM PISSING WTF IS THIS EPISODE

- DID MATT JUST SAY 16 + 4 = 19

- PISS MAN. IM ACTUALLY CRYING

- A SMOOTHIE?????(

- IM LAUGHING SM IT ACTUALLY HURTS

- NORMAL. ABSOLUTELY NOT.

- HOW DID DARRYL DIE.

- HE FELL WHILE TAKING DOWN CHRISTMAS LIGHTS. WHY AM I ACTUALLY LEGITIMATELY CRYING

- DARNELL FOUND HIM???

- HE KEEPS THE LIGHTS UP FOR GLENN. WAAAAAA

- they couldve talked to glenn while they were in hell..

- WHAT IS W THE NOODLES!!!

- THEYRE ABOUT TO SEE DARRYL AGAIN. OH MY GOD

- HES WAITING FOR HIS FAMILY AND GETTING EVERYTHING READY FOR THEM OH GOD IM GONNA CRY AGAIN

- GEANT. GRANT

- DARRYL GETTING ALL EXCITED TO SEE RON AGAIN I CANT STOP CRYING

- THEYRE GOING BACK TO GRANTS WEDDING DAY I CANT DO THIS

- "i cant be a dad" "i cant trust his judgement all the time bc he chose me" I AM GOING TO KMS

- GRANT WAS GONNA CALL OFF THE WEDDING BC HE CANT LOVE HIMSELF.

- SCAM????

- WAIT WHAT

- WHAT JUST HAPPENED

- I. WHAT RHE FUUUUCK WAS THAT EPISODE

- OKAY IM SO CONFUSED BY THAT BUT THAT WHOLE EPISODE WAS SO GOOD. I CRIED SM. FROM LAUGHTER AND SADNESS. WOW

[theuniverseawakens347]

it’s absolutely mind blowing …ur telling people that off of MY COOCHIE PIX TO MY BOYFRIEND JUSTIN IFWE THE ONLY PERSON I SENT IT TO…and DID NOT TELL TO SHARE W THE WORLD…that I got all these girls into exploiting themselves …🤔 SOUNDS LIKE A FAILED PARENTS BLAME SHIFTING BC WTF THE FUCK LEE.

Nora smith IVE NOT HEARD OF UNTIL THIS FUCKING YR..SO HOW SWAY?? I GOT FRIENDS IN THE INDUSTRY BUT NEVER HUNG OUT W THEM… MY PAGES ON INSTAGRAM AT INDIA LOVE WHO STALKED ME BEHIND CLOSED DOORS N COI ALL SAY THEY WANA BE LIKE ME…BUT I AINT TALK TO THEM BITCHES. CRAZY I AINT KNOW BITCHES SORRY GIRLS SEEN. Y COOCHIE AS WAS LIKE “ omg THATS THE thing to do..” I WAS LOOKING AT INDIA LOVE AT 16 ..ROLE MODELING AFTER HER AND. RYSTAL WHILE FUCKING DATING PRESTON TAKING ME AROUND HIS GROWN ASS MEN FRIENDS AND FUCKING ME ON SHOW…

Dude really. GROW UP AND FUCKING ADMIT UR A LYING SAC OF DELUSIONAL SHIT. KEVIN SPACEY IS ADMITTING GUILT OF SEEING LIKING AND PASSING IT FOR ADVANCES AND TRYING TO GET AT ME TO SLEEP W ME. AT DAVE SMURTHWAISTE…PLANNED W PRESTON AND GETTING ME TO DOUG AND SANDRA BERGERON WHEN I BECAME “LEGAL” AT 18 …CAUSE NO ONE WAS TAKING ME AT 16 w Preston… ALSO I BROKE UP W HIM AFTER OUR ALASKA CRUZE SHERE BILL ALREADY SENT TO THE KIDS ON THE CRUSE TO SOCILITIC SLEEPING WITH ME … IE AGAIN REVENGE PORN BY JUSTIN FOR BREAKING UP W HIM AT HOWARD OVER HEARING ME ON THE PHONE W HIM IN THE BLUE ROOM TELLING HIM TO LEAVE ME ALONE WERE DONE AND HOWARD TAKING THENPHONE SAYING..LEAVE MY DAUGHTER ALONE AND THE. BOOM RANDOMLY FUCKING SHOWS UP AT MY HOUSE 2/3 DAYS AND AGAIN W TASHA I BREAK UP WITH HIM AND LET HIM KNOW HIS DAD NEEDS TO COME PICK HIM UP CAUSE WTF MY NIGGA DIDNT NO BODY INVITE YOU … 🤯 DAVINA HE WAS CHEATING ON ME WITH SENT IT BC I SAID I WAS GOING TO BEAT HER ASS ..WHICH I NEVER DID SAY I SAID I WAS GOING TO FUCK JUSTIN UP FOR CHEATING THE “LAST TWO WEKS” of us AT MACKENZIE SEEN IT SHOWED EVAN TRIED TO GET HIM TO GET A 3 Sum w me AT DUMBASS BITCH FOR TRYING TO JUMP ME AT 18/19 CAUSE I TOLD HER WHILE DATING JUSTIN ITS WEIRD YOU GOTTA PHOTOSHOP YAL TOGETHER BUT ME N HIM BE TOGETHER NOT KNOWING HE WAS ONLINE DATING HER TIL ME N HIM BROKE UP … MEGAN DIVINE SEEN IT PASSED IT FOR HER USC ENTRANCE …AT WHATEVER MOM THAT WAS WHO GOT TRIALS AND JAIL TIME FOR THE USC KIDS TUITION .. AGAIN INTUITION BEEN TRYING TO WARN ME LIKE LEXIS DEATH MY BODY JUST KNOWS THINGS WHEN SHITS WEIRD BUT YOU CANNOT FUCKING GROW MUCH IN THE ENVIRONMENT THAT HURTS YOU WHICH IVE PUT AND SHOWN EXPLICITLY ON MY FUCKING BLOG. AND THE SECOND I GET AWAY FROM THE TRAUAMA KILLING ME AND IM ON MY OWN I HAD SOOOOOO MUCH TRAUMA RELEASE GROWTH AND SPIRITUAL FOOTWORK FOUND N STEPPED INTO MY WHOLE COSMIC DESTINY ….AND THEN BOOOM I MAKE FUCKING STRIDES ON MY OWN …NO ONE SAID PERFECT BUT A HELL OF A LOT BETTER THAN WHAT I CAME FROM…THOSE SAME FUCKERS COME RUNNING BACK IN AND TRAPPING ME 🖕 HOWrd AND BEN FEELING THEY SHOULD HAVE JUST POPED UP ON ME AND HANDED ME BACK TO BEN / TAKEN ME WHEN THEY HAD THE CHANCE TO MY RIGHTFUL PLACE TO BE HOWARD NOV 9th VACCINE SHOULD HAVE JUST HANDED ME OVER TO THE AUTHORITIES AND ADMITTED PERJURY FUCKING THEN INSTEAD OF DOING THIS WHOLE FUCKING ..” we WANA show you how strong you are and WHAT ELSE BS HAS BEEN DONE IN YOUR NAME” 8 month journey …THE FIRST ONE NEVER COMPLETED YAL WANTED TO FINISH IT NOW …I’m fucking over and tired and done. DAE SHUT THE LITERAL FUCK UP. YOU GOT MY FUCKING NUDES AFTER THE MILITARY OR AFTER SAID YOU FUCKED ME N SOME MORE WEIRD SHIT. ILL TAKE BACK U HAVING AIDS WHEN YOUNADMIT BUT YOU DID RAPE LAUREN AND YOU DO HAVE STDS 🖕ALISSA SEEN N PASSED IT FOR HER MOMS APARTMENT DURING COLLEGE THEN FURTHER THE SPIRITUAL BULLSHIT “had I known I wouldn’t have” THE ISSUE IS YOU FUCKING DID FOR SOME EASY FUCKING MONEY THEN CALLED ME CRAZY WHEN INWANTED TO TALK AND TOOK ANOTHER PAYOUT TO NOT TALK. FUCK THAT. FEDERAL for extortion FOR THOSE WHO WILLINGLY PARTOOK THEN PULLED THE “Amanda bones” card on me ✌️

[daysofourlivesrecaps]

Tuesday, 16 May 2023

We got some real good blorbo action today, friends.

John and Marlena begin to engage in their long-established foreplay ritual of eating strawberries and cream. (This is, admittedly, barely a blip on the Kink Radar but I legit love that these two septuagenarians are still so into each other.)  John even whipped the cream himself! Also he brought 5001 strawberries, which is a completely arbitrary number that you really shouldn't try to read anything into.

Then Brady (John's son, Marlena's stepson; easily in his 40s and still living with these two) comes home and completely interruptuses their coitus. He whines about how he and Boring Chloe broke up and will there ever be a woman as good and pure as Boring Chloe and can you believe Boring Chloe got an apartment with Hot Xander? What does she even see in that guy, anyway?

John, meanwhile, tries to be as subtle as he can as he checks his watch and tries to remember just how long that blue pill he took is supposed to last.

(If you ever wondered if I thought I was too good to make a Viagra joke, I guess you know better now.)

Speaking of BC and HX, they are indeed still cohabitating. Chloe is lecturing Xander on the proper way to hang a picture frame (since they're all falling off the walls now) and Xander is convinced that it's not his shoddy workmanship but an actual ghost.

And sure, you may mock this notion. I did for a minute, until I remembered that the character who got *by far* the most screentime on this show in 2022 was Satan. Yes, that Satan. From school. I mean, Hell.

As he talks this out, we realize that it's *kind* of a ghost in the Scottish play sense of the concept. He's still feeling guilty about his role in the death of Susan Banks (our cat's namesake). Which is valid. We did kinda gloss over that when it happened and it's not a bad thing to circle back to.

But I immediately jumped to *we never saw her body! She could be the Mystery Hostage aboard the USS Lobsterfest!! That's gotta be why the show is reminding us about her, right?!*

Wrong. It's not Susan *or* my dark horse theory, Jan Spears. Why did I even bother hiding that in a spoiler tag yesterday?!

Von Leuschner, who is getting hotter to me with each passing day, reveals that his hostage is, in fact, Andrew. A character we've only recently met and who I'm only a little interested in because he's part of a gay couple and the show is running dangerously low on boys who kiss each other right now.

But I don't particularly care that he's being held hostage . Not when I thought of two much better possibilities right off the top of my damn head.

We also spend some time with Megan and Kristen in prison. Being, as they are, ostensibly sisters (albeit sisters who only recently met and weren't even aware of one another's existence before this year), they do what adult siblings do and pretend to show interest in each other's personal lives.

Kristen reads a letter from her daughter, Rachel, who gloats about finally breaking up her dad and That Bitch Chloe. (These are essentially eight year old Rachel's words. I would never.)

And Megan reveals that she's connected to Von Leuschner who, *btw, is actually your nephew, Kristen*. I then spent 5-10 minutes going through all the DiMeras we know and trying to work out whose kid he is. And then we find out *Megan* is his mother and I feel like a real stupid.

Having gotten the Salem Resurrection Phone Tree started to inform her massive network of relatives that she's still alive, Kate now settles in to enjoy some alone time with Roman.

"I want something," she says, and waits patiently as Roman cycles through food ("I had lobster on the boat"), a shower ("I showered on the boat, before I got into this fancy dress to eat lobster") and sleep ("not tired.")

Roman. Buddy.  She hasn't seen you in *months*. She made exactly one call before turning her phone off and putting the DO NOT DISTURB sign on the hotel room door. *She wants. To. Fuck.* What in god's name is wrong with you, man?!

[baekuras]

Have stopped my binge of The Walking Dead (during season 9 just like last time I dropped it 😭 I am trying but also...tired so breaktime from that) to actually go watch Fear (the walking dead also bc duh) because I started it when it began but then took a break when it was on break till the new season and just never came back to it Anyhow I do also quite enjoy it (altho rip to I think season 4 which made me irate for many reasons at the beginning but then calmed down some so I am back to enjoying things) and the characters etc but I also am definitely going in it looking for comedy Didn’t do that for the main show as much because that was a rewatch But by now any media I consume I WILL make fun of (lovingly) or try to imagine funny scenes because...duh

i actually wanted to put all my other ramblings in the tags but there is was too much coming to mind with every word i write even though my memory can be shit so...readmore it is Watched till season 6 episode 5 so basically spoilers up to that

anyhow rip nick your chaos will be missed

i do also think the moment i rly decided to go make fun of everything lovingly(I need you to understand I genuinely mean that because I also did cry a lot during appropriate moments) was when nick & troy had their joyride through the horde at the ranch like yep everyone is stuck in the pantry slowly dying and also how the FUCK did we get here but also fuck it I’m in WOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOO CARCRASH

also fuck troy for being high on the “actual assholes i enjoy watching list” because while everyone of those got murder there why did he have to just casually sprinkle in some soft racism? or casual racism? i was about to say “not shoot on sight-racism” because rhe does do that...or I believe he would but that’s more a “humans are alive” thing than a “oh god is that a native american human ALIVE” thing....that’s his dad-may he rest in fucking hell forever dear GOD did his kids deserve better than his shitty ass making problems present past and future FUCK THAT man he is NOT on my “assholes who i actually like on screen” list

like my mood basically went from “urgh oh god fuck he’s a racist shithole.” to “oh FUCK he’s a child abuser racist shithole WHY DON’T YOU KEEP ADDING ON LET’S GET A FLAMETHROWER A GUN ISN’T ENOUGH HERE” (i think that’s basically about where i’ll end my opinions on the whole ranch shebang because any details may be missed by yours truly not being american so i am not going to know most details on treatment of native americans in the current age or age when this was filmed beyond the “oh yeah it’s shit” bits although I will mention that Taqa’s whole “he stole my ancestors land” at the beginning bothered me until it was revealed that “oh this dickbag actually shot his family like in the current time not 500years ago okay yeah no go off baby have fun”....and also that i only now learned his name was spelled w/ a q dear god everyones accent had me confused on his name for the longest time and his last name is ACTUALLY Walker why does it have to sound so same i am so bad with names aaaaaaah qwq anyhow rip him i was confused until now if his name was Walker(actual last nime), Tucker(which does not fit), Taka(also doesnt fit because it seemed more japanese to me but between the 3 options my brain presented was the most fitting so.....but noppe....a fucking q....just right there.....I’ll take the L and also where the fuck did this man even fuck off to)

speaking of fucking off: Rip to Nick, you blew up a damn only to die w/out any further character development afterwards 2 episodes later and then just got to hang out in the background in the past parts of future episodes

WHICH BY THE WAY IRRITATED ME SO MUCH not the Nick died thing but yes just from a “we are starting a new storyline for this-oops he dead :D” point yes it’s urgh But the flip-flopping from Past to present to past no present pastpresentpastofpewwgvszujsiop aneurysm of storytelling Like Okay So we start with new characters i have yet to give a shit about (and morgan who i have yet to give a shit about...again) to then go back to our oldies and THEN they fight and it’s a mess but now they’re friends somewhere between the past being shown and everyone fighting and manipulating and Al filming Nick’s dead body and me yet having to give a shit about anyone except for John because he seemed sweet and that’s about it what the actual fuck so yeah i skipped most of that until it calmed the fuck down but by then I was mostly annoyed by Al(i like her now but at the beginning i was mostly like “yeah yeah you got a big fuck you truck and like being an asshole to people and just bother and annoy them for a video-did great on youtube huh didn’t you now how about you actually do something helpful and get your ass out WITHOUT being a dickhead?” kinda deal....we got so far in terms of me actually giving a shit about her lol)

speaking of new character or oldes ones returning, Dwight! my boy! continuing being shot in various limbs to then stumble around (how is that a trend i notice) also rip his hairline because I am pretty sure between the main show and fear the makeup artists added more scarring to that scar-which i dont mind but is also kinda funny to imagine (like sir negan didnt burn you THAT much where did you find the rest or is it just the way you part your hair?) regarding hair post haircut&shave&further haircut later: who is this  man and what have you done with the  burned rat from before? anyhow i still like him and i kiiiiinda wish Morgan was a character who would have been more involved about the past simply because I’d have liked to see them chat about it-not even anything heavy but just about what happened, how everyone was doing after Dwight went away because Morgan was still there for a bit at least, or idk just a bit more remembrances of where they came from sprinkled in there

I mean we do have Morgan and his staff stuff still which I do actually enjoy, and ofc lately Dwight showing off his fancy torture skills ala....music like the good old saviour days but i want more xp

which goes back to another moment i had to chuckle at in my head even if it wasnt funny because Sherry basically went “We will hunt Virigina down and kill her and end all of this” to which Dwight basically went “okay i got my torture gear ready, got a plan and am ready to do some murder lets go” //insert Sherry shocked pikachu face-meme here I keep forgetting she left before shit got really real and heavy  but like....yeah honey here is your husband back he comes with some extra baggage but also....you were there when he was part of fucking Daryl up what are you surprised by? That he’d literally kill for you and abandon what he built with the others if need be? bitch he followed you across the country for god knows how long-it’s Dwight! of course he would sweety please although i would like him to just tear some ass  because there were many a moment where i though it justified but yes yes we go keep being peaceful now-and that’s good! mostly because the main cast we actually like and care about isn’t dropping like flies but i did also have fun w/ the whole war between the saviour and everyone else soooooooo....yeah chaos reigns

also shoutout randomly to the not-yet-radioactive kids+others who just disappeared from the story long enough to make me wonder if the writers forgot about them and then they appeared in the next episode lol

also random shoutout to john&june because they are adorable and cool and work well together as a team and couple i really like them

backpaddling to earlier again because rip alicia because if we timeline was in order it wouldnt have gone down in that order but just watching it she went from losing her brother to her mother dipping out shortly after her favourite child died like “woops sorry but i’ll go sacrifice myself now go take care of yourself now w/out your family like before” although last time someone started a fire and was dead they didn’t stay that way so...eh who knows let Madison return and fuck more shit and people up in her desperate attempt to keep her family alive(oops) and make things better but also kill anyone if she has to but at least she has nightmares about it <3

did I already mention I also had to laugh at Chris AND Travis’ deaths? not because they died because yeah sad i guess but A I didn’t like Chris at all so I was happy and B dear god this teen really went with some dumb ragtag dudebros who just shot their friend to death for a hurt leg (what is he? a horse? grow up) and then wanted o be hip and cool driving their car and crashed it and THEN got shot for the same thing you FUCKING IDIOT I am very much on the side of “let the kids go out and do stuff they can survive and aren’t 12″ but also chris my guy are you perhaps stupid or an idiot? prime teenage behaviour 10/10 made me hate him not for anything i’d consider bad writing but just for being a shithead i’d have known in highschool

Travis’ death made me laugh simply because of how abrupt it was and also how he just yeeted himself out the plane like yes a walker in there while they’re busy crashing down is bad but also lol (also Taqa going to the leftovers with Alicia all proud they shot it out the sky...................i also had to laugh because DUDE YOU ARE NOT DOING THAT....bitch is proudly showing off his kill from the wanna-be military ranch and it’s basically her dads corpse in the context of things.....like........i am dying xDD you can not be serious what was the plan here other than showing off? and then immediately having to feel a bit bad about it because woops killed the wrong man)

also trav dying via neck bullet vs morgan surviving heart bullet for over a month and being just fine after it got out travis forgot his plot armor rip v-v