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the-eclectic-wonderer · 4 months ago

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She convinced herself. This is also why I can swallow the 2nd almost marriage - she wants to believe the fairytale. I don't believe she ever thought it was true love but I think she thought they were both trying to make an honest go of it. What kills her is being made a fool of in that way. Because let's go back, why did Dorothy marry him? Because she was pregnant, which actually means because she couldn't/wouldnt get an abortion, because she's from a religious family (interestingly it seems they're both from poor immigrant backgrounds). She married him to make everyone else happy, because it was "the right thing to do". Because it meant she wasn't just an easy girl, she could be a good wife and mother (her baby wouldn't be a bastard)- and he destroyed that and in doing so destroyed her in a sense. So yeah, she had every reason to make herself believe that it wasn't happening, to beloeve she hadnt made another mistake.

You make a very compelling argument, anon. After the wedding, it likely became a matter of sunk-cost fallacy for her: she sacrificed so much (of herself and for herself) to become Stan's wife and the mother of his children, so it had to work, no matter what -- because the alternative was that she'd given up her youth, her happiness, her dreams for a whole lot of nothing. And the more time passed -- the more Stan dug this hole around her -- the more painful the idea of letting go became, because she'd invested so damn much in this marriage. It's hard to let go of something when you've given your entire self to it.

I can totally see her telling herself that it's all in her head and choosing to believe Stan's lies because it hurt less than the alternative, and then being completely taken aback when he left (without even the decency to tell her in person, mind you). I recall her saying that she spent a lot of time being holed up in her room after the divorce, until Sophia managed to get her out of her depression, and I mean -- is it any wonder? The ground she'd walked on for years literally disappeared under her feet in the span of one phone call.

I feel like there's some space to think she was honest with herself about it -- a sort of Glen situation in which she knew what was happening, suffered because of it, but still decided not to act on it -- but the self-gaslighting seems more likely, for two reasons:

I think if she'd been fully aware of Stan's infidelity she would have ended up confronting him about it, either during or after their marriage, but in S2E13 he clearly thinks she didn't know about his affairs (except the one that led to the divorce).

It's just in character for her, as you say. She wants to believe that she's fine, that her marriage is working, that Stan really does love her, no matter what. This has been pointed out before a few times, but whenever Stan does something decent in the show she just completely melts, and you can tell this is learned behaviour. She's conditioned herself to believe in him and survive on crumbs of his affection (until she couldn't anymore, that is).

So yeah, this hypothesis makes sense (perfect, heartbreaking sense) to me too.

#she should have been allowed to hit him in the face with a steam shovel idc #im also of the opinion that the second marriage storyline in s6 makes sense from dorothy's pov. i don't *like* that they went for it #but it *makes sense* for her to act that way.#i mean -- the man she's sacrificed so much for & she's been abandoned by comes back and *he wants her*. he wants her back.#he's also rich now which is a nice bonus but -- he wants *her*.#she completely melts and wants to get back with him the one single time she supports her while sophia is in the hospital -- of course she'd #want to remarry him when he comes around asking for her again!!!#what i dislike about that storyline is blanche's and rose's behaviour. i get that they wanted to frame it as a dorothy vs sophia conflict #but rose and blanche *know* what stan has put dorothy through. and they really dislike him!!! they can't stand him!!#they've stopped dorothy from getting back with him before -- what changed now? just that he's rich? makes no sense to me #but i digress. i was on the fence yesterday but you've convinced me to fully embrace answer 3 anon #i guess there was likely a time at the beginning of their marriage when she really didn't know about his infidelity #but especially after that waitress incident she must have been turning a blind eye to it all those years. god the poor woman #their whole shared history is so complex and articulated and there's so much that can be said about it #and yet it's also a very simple case of a man taking advantage of a woman for decades.#i am rotating dorothy in my mind at all times she deserves sososo much better #the golden girls #dorothy zbornak #ask

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laufire · 4 months ago

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I acknowledge I have a very blasé attitude regarding the necessity of survival cannibalism (if you gotta, you gotta, man), and I don't discount that the dark year as it is would be incredibly traumatic for wonkru at large, and octavia in particular, due to the specific circumstances at play (these weren't people who died by accident, like the ones in "the society of snow", for example).

that said, I had built up the idea of ~the dark year~ in my head so much that a part of me will always thing "... that's all?" lol. back when the season was airing I had all this vague theories about octavia being forced to implement rules about population and reproductive control that would mirror those of the ark, eventually landing in a situation that would remind her of her mother, for example. something personal and close to heart that would really, really fuck her up.

so on first watch, the flashbacks were a bit of a low point in the episode, thought that's not an issue on rewatch. the episode really does a good job of showcasing everyone's perspectives* and how it all ominously builds together into the final battle.

*this does not mean all those perspectives are created equally, and thankfully I don't think the show's attempting to say that lmao. I remember this was the episode that made me loathe kane. yes, clarke contributed to the mess by allying with mccreary and warning him of wonkru's intentions, and her actions during this season are explicitly self-centered, myopic, and unwise, but this is BY FAR the most self-aware clarke has ever been of her own hypocrisy (her expression when she tries to argue against what octavia did in the dark year as if she doesn't deeply get it...). meanwhile, kane was wrapping himself in self-righteousness and calling octavia the devil ffs. his death didn't come soon enough, if you ask me.

#then s6 comes and we're all pretending 1.) it wasn't clarke and kane who fucked up the world (let's solely blame octavia!)#2.) that clarke was Making Hard Choices For The Good of The People #instead of selfish choices for one (1) person #which i suspect people would've found easier to defend if clarke hadn't been physically abusive to madi #like. i actually remember that before 5x12 people's defense WAS ''but her daughter!!!!''#and then she goes and electrocutes madi asldñkfj #and suddenly we have to pretend that people were mad about clarke pulling something like #idk. god complex (where she was willing to sacrifice and be cruel to the few for the potential good of the many)#and hon. those are not the same. they are in fact opposites!!#but i disgress #talking to the void #my thoughts #t100 thoughts #the 100 #the 100 5x11 #octavia blake #clarke griffin #stacked100 #antimarcuskane for ts

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eu1a1awrence · 1 year ago

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god complex is one of the best doctor who episodes ever aired. i will take no arguments

#doctor who #i dont actually like s6 that much but god complex #hits. every. single. time.

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bellamysgriffin · 1 year ago

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started my doctor who rewatch yesterday and …. it’s so frightening how instantly im like Back in it!! like i really love that show and it was my whole world when i was fourteen and it’s so nostalgic and familiar to me. i would come home from school and randomly generate an episode and watch whatever that episode was like I was crazyyyyy about it.

anyway the plan rn is only to watch s1-4 bc those are the good old days to me, but I do quite love the ponds so maybe ill just watch the s5-6 episodes that i enjoy. i forever think that the amy/rory ending is soooo stupid so for that reason i may need to tap out of s7 lmao

#dana rants #anyway i Know what they should have done instead but whatever #ill probs just so greatest hits like…#eleventh hour/beast below/vincent and the doctor/the lodger #maybe amys choice #and then for s6 the girl who waited and the god complex #that might be it?

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xothatnerdykid · 4 months ago

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i despise my rotten mind (and how hard it fell for you)

Everyone in the LOV and PLF knows you're Dabi's girlfriend. But it seems a certain little bird can't help but want what he can't have. Keigo Takami/Hawks x gn!reader. Set between S5 & S6. SFW. 2k words.

"Hey pretty bird, whatcha doing out here all alone?”

Keigo’s face breaks out into an easy grin when he sees you on the rooftop, legs dangling over the edge, lperched on the edge of the rooftop, a solitary figure amidst the sprawling cityscape below.

“Oh, you know, just…” You gesture vaguely. “Enjoying the view.”

“But I only just got here,” He smirks, sitting down beside you.

"It's a good thing I'm here then," he smirks, sitting down beside you.

You shake your head in wry amusement at his usual attempt at flirting.

“So, where’s that good-for-nothing boyfriend of yours?”

You snort, putting out your cigarette. Even though he’s the one who approached you, you know Keigo doesn’t smoke, and you don’t want him inhaling any of that acrid stench you love so much.

“Dunno,” you shrug, rubbing the butt of your cigarrette down into the concrete. “Out on an important mission, I guess.”

“You guess?” He rests his arm up on one knee and leans against his hand to look at you, that same old dopey look on his face. “Doesn’t he tell you what he’s up to?”

You shake your head. “I’d rather not know, actually. Helps me keep some peace of mind.”

He nods, seemingly understanding.

There’s been so many times knowing too much about Dabi has left you on the precipice of despair. He was complicated and intense, but also strangely intoxicating. And no matter how hard you tried — and god knows you’ve tried — you just can’t seem to quit him, not unlike the filthy habit you’re holding between your fingers.

But Keigo...Keigo’s a different kind of dangerous.

You met him by chance at a Liberation Front meeting, the last place you expected to run into the Number 2 Pro Hero. He introduced himself to you with confidence and ease, and you remember thinking you'd never met anyone quite as bold and abrasively charming before. He was playful, flirtatious, and easy to talk to.

And you're not proud of it, but you discovered that night that he could make your heart skip a beat with just a smile and a teasing tone. He had a way of making you feel like the center of the universe, showering you with attention and adoration.

Where Dabi was icy cold, he was warm and inviting, his effortless charisma a stark contrast to your boyfriend’s brooding darkness. As the weeks into months and your relationship with Dabi deepened, so did your connection with Keigo. The chemistry between you was undeniable, a force that pulsed with intensity. His presence in your life threatens to unravel all your carefully constructed boundaries more and more with each passing day.

Now here you are, alone with him when your boyfriend was away, the warmth of Keigo's attention a momentary respite from the shadows that chase you. A fleeting taste of something simpler and brighter amidst the chaos.

“Besides,” you smile. “I've got enough excitement in my life as it is.”

Keigo chuckles, his golden eyes sparkling with mischief. "But wouldn't it be nice to take a break from all that and let me fly off into the sunset with me?”

You snort at that, rolling your eyes. "You really do have a hero complex, don't you?"

He grins, leaning in a little closer. “Guilty as charged. But there's nothing I'd love more than to see that beautiful smile of yours, pretty bird.”

You feel the warmth of his breath, and your heart races a little. Your own voice sounds shaky and small even as you try to tell him, "You know I'm with Dabi."

"I know," he says but he doesn't pull away, the smile slowly slipping from his face. "But you deserve so much better than him. Better than what he can give you.”

His words hang in the air, swirling around you like lingering smoke, thick with unspoken implications. The tension between you is palpable, in the pounding of your heart and the blood rushing in your ears at his growing proximity, his hesitant touch.

You know you’re playing with fire, teetering on the precipice of something with Keigo. But even as you dance closer towards the edge, your heart still aches for Touya. Your relationship with him casts an inescapable shadow, one that not even Keigo’s eyes, though brilliant and golden as the sun, can extinguish.

“Touya...” you put your hand on Keigo’s chest, fingers curling into a fist but unable to muster much strength to push him away. “Touya loves me. Or at least, he tries his best to.”

Keigo laughs again, but this time it’s bitter and humorless. “You sure about that?”

“Don’t be a jerk,” you frown up at him. “It doesn’t suit you.”

His lips curl into a sarcastic smile. “Yeah? Does it suit Touya?”

“Fuck off.” You finally shove him away. His words sting, his bitter laugh like a poisoned arrow. But you’re determined not to let it pierce your heart. You make a point to light another cigarette and blow the smoke right in his face. “And here I thought he was your friend.”

The moment abruptly broken, Keigo slumps again against the leg he's propped up on and gives a non-committal shrug. “I don’t hate him, that’s all. Actually, I’ve come to understand him a little bit better the more I get to know him, and I even feel a little sympathy for the guy. But he’s a dangerous person to get close to.”

You twirl the cigarette in your fingers. “You should take your own advice then.”

“Fair point,” it’s his turn to snort at you. “But I'm serious. Dabi…he's like a wildfire. Unpredictable and chaotic. He could consume everything, including you.”

“He has a different side, Keigo. You've seen it, too.”

A faint shadow passes over his features. “I have. But I've also seen the destruction he leaves in his wake. I don't want you to get hurt.”

“I don’t need you to save me.”

“It’s not that. I know you care about him, but…” He swallows, and you ignore the fluttering in your chest. “I care about you too, pretty bird. More than you realize.”

You shouldn’t be with him. You should be with me.

You know what he means, what he’s not saying. The question lingers in the air, unasked but ever-present. It's a question you've been avoiding, one that could change everything. You know what he's telling you, but you’re still unsure of whether or not you should pretend not to.

The silence that drags on between the two of you feels like charged electricity. You’ve never known what to do with it, nor what to make of all the barely concealed flirting behind his playful banter. It's not like you haven't noticed the stolen glances and secret smiles he's given you over the past few months. It's just that it never seemed serious.

Until now.

You shouldn’t be with him. You should be with me.

Do you want to be with me?

You don’t have an answer.

You laugh instead, a wry and sharp sound. “Yeah? You wanna save me, hero? You think I��m better off with someone living a secret double life, working for some very morally questionable people?”

He doesn't flinch at your words like some small part of you hopes. Instead, his expression softens, eyes flickering with something like somber regret. You've never seen him look like that before.

"You’re right. I'm not the hero everyone makes me out to be, the one you see on TV and in magazines. Sometimes I do things that keep me up at night."

He smiles ruefully, gazing at you with an intensity that's impossible to ignore.

"Like letting myself think about you."

The weight of his words settles over you, heavy and inescapable. He’s offering you something maybe Dabi never could — a chance at something real. But you know it’s not that simple. Your heart is entangled in a mess of loyalties and affections, and the thought of untangling it is terrifying.

“Keigo...” you whisper, carrying with it a depth of emotion you hadn’t realized you were holding back. It feels like an admission, a plea, and a confession all at once.

“Maybe I do live a double life,” he continues, “but at least it’s a life where I’m trying to make things right. A life where I can be honest about who I am and what I feel.”

He takes a step closer, the space between you dwindling to almost nothing. He lifts a hand and gently tucks a stray lock of hair behind your ear, his touch lingering just a moment longer than necessary. The warmth of his fingers sends a shiver down your spine.

“I care about you, too,” you admit, the words spilling out before you can stop them. “But I don’t know if that’s enough.”

“All I know is I can’t keep pretending,” he murmurs, his voice low and laced with an urgency that makes your heart race. “I can’t keep pretending that I don’t want you. Every time I see you with him, it kills me a little inside.”

“But… Dabi…” you start, your voice faltering as you struggle to find the right words. “He needs me. And I—”

“He doesn’t deserve you,” Keigo interrupts, his tone firm but not unkind. "He can't make you happy the way I can."

Before you can overthink it, you find yourself leaning in, drawn towards him like a moth to a flame. His eyes widen slightly, as if he hadn’t dared to hope that you’d close the distance between you. But as your lips hover inches from his, there’s a breathless pause.

“Are you sure about this?” you ask softly. “Because once we cross this line, there’s no going back.”

Keigo’s gaze softens, his hand cradling your cheek as if you were something precious. “I’ve never been more sure of anything.”

You close the remaining distance, your lips meeting his in a searing, almost frantic kiss. Keigo responds with a hunger that matches your own, his arms wrapping around you, pulling you closer until there’s no space left between your bodies. His lips are soft and warm, and the taste of him is intoxicating.

The kiss deepens, growing more urgent and messy, as if all the unspoken words and repressed feelings of the past months are pouring out through this single, electrifying connection. His hands move to your waist, fingers splaying across your back. There’s a raw intensity in the way he kisses you, a desperate need to convey everything he’s felt but never had the chance to say.

You respond in kind, your hands sliding up to tangle in his hair, pulling him even closer. The world outside ceases to exist; there’s only the press of his lips against yours, the sensation of his breath mingling with yours, the feel of his heart beating in time with your own.

When you finally break apart, both of you are breathless, chests heaving. Keigo rests his forehead against yours, fingers cupping your jaw gently.

“You have no idea how much I’ve thought about this, about you," he murmurs, his voice thick with emotion.

You smile, a small, shy smile that feels like a secret shared just between the two of you. “I think I have some idea,” you reply, your voice trembling with a mix of exhilaration and relief."

Keigo's eyes search yours, as if looking for confirmation, for reassurance that this is real. “So, what now?” he asks softly, his thumb brushing against your cheek in a tender, almost reverent gesture.

“Now… we figure it out,” you say, your voice steady despite the whirlwind of emotions inside you. “Together.”

Keigo’s eyes light up with a mixture of hope and determination. He leans in for another kiss, this one softer, more lingering, as if savoring the moment. When he pulls back, his smile is as radiant as it is playful.

#keigo takami x reader #hawks x reader #hawks x y/n #keigo takami x y/n #hawks x you #keigo takami x you #my hero academia #boku no hero academia

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spencerscrookedtie · 1 year ago

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Criminal minds episodes that are a little extra Spencer Reid S6-10

So this is basically episodes I consider important for Spencer's character or episodes he has a lot of screen time in. Enjoy!

Season 6:

6x4 Compromising positions

6x12 Corazon

6x14 Sense memory

6x16 Coda

6x19 With friends like these

Season 7:

7x1 It takes a village (solely for "This is calm and it's doctor" lmao)

7x2 Proof

7x4 Painless

7x11 True genius

7x13 Snake eyes

Season 8:

8x4 God complex

8x6 The apprenticeship

8x10 The lesson

8x12 Zugzwang

8x13 Magnum opus

8x17 The gathering

8x20 Alchemy

Season 9:

9x7 Gatekeeper

9x17 Persuasion

9x18 Rabid

9x23 Angels

9x24 Demons

Season 10:

10x3 A thousand sins

10x6 If the shoe fits

10x13 Nelson’s sparrow

10x14 Hero’s worship

10x18 Rock creek park

#criminal minds #spencer reid #mgg #matthew gray gubler

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thegodcomplcx · 6 months ago

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anyways if s6 was written better the god complex would have worked to transition amy and rory out properly and rita would have become the next companion

#i don’t think the soft fizzle of a goodbye fits the narrative they set up during s6 so it makes sense that they came back for 7A #but if they wrote amy’s belief in the doctor fading out through out all of s6 culminating in the god complex i think it could have worked #i also just love rita and eleven clearly liked her so much.#it’s actually evil #.txt

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vanderwoodlings · 4 months ago

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how do you kill a feeling: a blair/dan playlist (x)

Tracklist and commentary under the cut:

This is also entirely country music, because, uh… I wanted to? And at least one person (hi Liz) seemed into the idea? Generally when it comes to GG, we skew more towards pop than anything else, so it was a fun experiment!

1. “Easy Silence,” The Chicks. And I come to find a refuge in the/Easy silence that you make for me/It’s okay when there’s nothing more to say to me

2. “Walkin’ After Midnight,” Patsy Cline. [dan voice] I’ve been walking around the city all night with one paralyzing, all-consuming thought

3. “Found It In You,” Tiera Kennedy. The confidence to know that I can be happy/Just ‘cause you tell me that you got me.

4. “Friends Don’t,” Maddie & Tae. [Insert obligatory aromantic disclaimer that Friends Do, Thanks, here.] That aside, this is just… so stupid best friends in pining denial dair-coded

5. “I Try to Think About Elvis,” Patty Loveless. When you’re ass backwards crushing on Blair Waldorf and you would like to not be, please

6. “Hey, Good Lookin’,” Hank Williams. This one was one that just clicked as a dair song at random somewhere—something about the I’m gonna throw my date book over the fence bit especially—and sparked this playlist into being

7. “Lay It On Me,” Mickey Guyton. I want the truth and all your lies/I want your perfectly imperfect

8. “I’ll Be,” Reba McEntire. And mayhaps Dan has a white knight complex. I’ll be the rock that will be strong for you/The one that will hold on to you

9. “Marigold,” Paisley Fields. Marigold, bold and bright/Marigold, through spring and summer/You brighten up my night, marigold

10. “After I Fall,” Lee Ann Womack. And mayhaps Blair is a bit traumatized. After I fall, where do I stand/After my heart is in your hands/And you’ve got it all

11. “cowboy take me away,” Brittney Spencer. This one is in the Vibe—because God knows neither of them want to get out of the city and get dirt on their hands—it’s more something wild and unruly

12. “I Can’t Help It (If I’m Still in Love with You),” Johnny Cash. Dan pining moments

13. “This Kiss,” Faith Hill. I always love story imagery with Blair, so of course we’ve got Cinderella said to Snow White/“How does love get so off course/Oh, all I wanted was a white knight/With a good heart/Soft touch, fast horse.”

14. “Wrecking Ball,” Emmylou Harris. This song’s got the narrator offering a first date if the other person is in, in spite of the lack of privacy she’s got/the things the other person might know, which is very Gossip Girl, but there’s also something about the Meet me at the wrecking ball (wrecking ball)/I’ll wear something pretty and white that feels very Blair

15. “Death Of Me,” Reyna Roberts. Took this barely beating heart and brought it back to life/But this love might be the death of me.

16. “Starting Over,” Chris Stapleton. Gotta give them something good. And, honey, for once in our life/Let’s take our chances and roll the dice

17. “Grow Old with Me,” Sunny Sweeney. They all said we’d never fit so well together/Grow old with me, I’ll keep you young forever

18. “Jolene,” Dolly Parton. I’ve used this as a Blair’s Serena complex song before, way back on the blairena playlist and uh… I was right ¯\_ (ツ)_/¯

19. “Milwaukee,” Wyatt Flores. Okay, yeah, wrong city, but—You can hate my eyes for watching you leave/You can hate my should have chased you down feet/…/Please don’t hate my heart

20. “What Brings Life Also Kills,” Kolton Moore & the Clever Few. Dear, I’m writing this for you/As I contemplate tomorrow/Why did it end so soon?

21. “Buddy,” Willie Nelson. S6 dangina hours!!!!

22. “Why’d You Come in Here Lookin’ Like That,” Dolly Parton. Exists in the theoretical Dan slut era of my dreams. He’s out slow dancing with every girl around/I’m a soft-hearted woman, he’s a hardheaded man/And he’s gonna make me feel just as bad as he can

23. “Foolin’ Ourselves,” Evan Honer. Welcome to the dairfair! We get a little chronologically blurry here for the sake of the Sound being right, but I trust y’all to follow along

24. “On the Other Hand,” Randy Travis. On one hand, I could stay and be your lovin’ man/But the reason I must go is on the other hand.

25. “Summertime,” Orville Peck. You and I/Bide our time/And I miss summertime

26. “Satin Sheets,” Tammy Wynette. If Serena gets “Jolene” (or even, sort of, the pseudo-honorable “On the Other Hand”), Chip gets this. Blair canonically sings Wynette’s “Stand By Your Man” about him (which really fucks me up), so I knew she had to be on here somewhere, but I wasn’t expecting something quite so suitable to jump right out. But your money can’t hold me tight/Like he does on a long, long night

27. “Your Someone,” May Erlewine. I thought that I was stronger/I willed myself to be/But love can be so tender/I feel a tenderness in me

28. “To June This Morning,” Ruston Kelly, Kacey Musgraves.

29. “Love is Alive,” The Judds. Love is a man and he’s mine/Love is alive/And at our breakfast table

30. “Love Is A Wild Thing,” Kacey Musgraves. There’s no way to stop it, so don’t try to

#good morning everyone i did it #blair waldorf #dan humphrey #dair #blair and dan #this is a playlist tag #original nonsense #gossip girl #anti chuck bass #nearly forgot that tag lmao

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astro-inky · 4 months ago

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honestly we as a society dont give s6/s7 power hungry cas enough credit. if i made dean winchester, atheist man, who told heaven to fuck off when faced with angels and gods existence, pray in my name and to me directly ummmmmm yeah id form a god complex too

#i know the serious no homo praying doesnt come till much later but my point still stands #supernatural #spn #destiel #deancas #god cas is so fun #like yeah hes fucked in the head but also.....twirls hair

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carlgrimesloverr · 2 years ago

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gorgeous

carl grimes x fem!reader

summary : carl meets the same mesmerizing girl again, and somehow she’s even better this time. (pt. 2 to ‘mesmerizing')

takes place during : somewhere between s5 and s6

warnings : mentions of death/killing, vague mentions of mika + lizzie (slightly sophia)

word count : 498

requested by : @hellokitty-who

"oh, so the new kid’s a sweetheart?”

carl paused his work, already knowing who was standing in front of him and judith without even having to look up.

it was the same girl from earlier this week, the girl who looked almost as if she belonged in the earlier 2000's and not the current year. like she was untouched by everything happening around them. like she never had to think about killing a walker. like she never even had to think.

as carl finally raised his head, he saw today she chose to look more like someone from a heavy metal band advertisement. her hair was tied up, barely visible under a red beanie. her hat matched her red and black tie-dye shirt for some band carl had never heard of (who the hell is ‘pierce the veil’?), and her wide legged jeans had sharpie drawings all over them. she was gorgeous.

"i'm not a ‘sweetheart’.” the teen boy muttered, returning back to playing with his little sister. this caused the girl to laugh.

god, even her laugh was intoxicating. it was just another thing about her carl found mesmerizing.

"i know that, grimes. it's just my nickname for you now." she giggled, leaning against the banister and looking down at judith more intently. “who’s this cutie?” she asked, adoration lacing her voice.

“my half sister, judith.”

"oh.. half?” she stopped, looking directly at him with confused eyes.

"its a long story, not a happy one. but i don’t care, she’s still my sister.”

“that’s sweet grimes”

" oh thanks - uh.. i dont really know your name.."

"(y/n). ron didn’t tell you?”

even her name was gorgeous.

“he said you were, uh, ��too complex’ or something like that.”

“of course the bitch with the daddy issues would say that about me. he’s lived this entire fucking time in alexandria, never seen what the world’s actually like now. never wondered about when the next meal was coming, if it even was coming. never had to worry about other groups. never had to kill.” she huffed, clearly annoyed as she slowly slid down the banister.

“yeah, i’ve met a few kids like that before… they’re- they’re dead now. didn’t make it.”

“in this world, you gotta do whats necessary, ain’t that right sweetie? gonna survive?” she cooed, playing with judiths hands as she spoke.

carl went red, knowing damn well she wasn’t talking to him, yet the words still went straight to his heart.

who calls a person ‘sweetie’ when people are eating each other.

“you’ve got a weird look to you, grimes.” she laughed, causing carl to snap his head up in her direction. “walkers got you down? they ain’t anything more than suits of dead skin ’n bone.”

“nothings got me down.” he snapped, standing up quickly and dusting himself off.

“if you say so… didn’t know that was possible these days. you’re a strange one, carl grimes”

i’m the strange one?

was this girl even real?

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