I’ve been looking at all the caryl moments in past seasons, especially season 5, and you can just see the love and devotion that those two have for each other. I miss seeing them together, just being themselves. Not hiding anything, or quietly suffering while the other waits for them to open up. I just miss that bond that we all fell in love with.
So I CANNOT wait for 7x10 to show up, b/c I am so excited to see their dynamic that I’ve missed so damn much! I mean, when it airs, I’m going to be a puddle of feels, and y’all are gonna have to fish me out!!
I know it’s not going to be a full episode of Caryl, but the same boat reunion was only about 20ish seconds long, and it made a huge impact! We’ll most likely just have 10ish minutes of Caryl screen time (holy god I hope it’s more than that), but those however many minutes we’ll get will be amazing to watch unfold, for this will be the first time they will be alone, together, not hiding anything and actually talking it out.
Their time together at the house will be angsty, it’ll be tense, but it will also be sweet and loving. We’ll most likely see some hard/sad moments of confession, as well as cute/awkward moments of them spending time together… and that’s not even counting the two hugs!!
We’re going to see a hug of relief, where they both will probably break down at the sight of each other. Daryl will momentarily forget the horrors he just went through, and Carol will forget the inner demons she’s been trying to deal with, and just be happy to see him safe.
Then we’ll get a goodbye hug, and Daryl will respect what Carol wants b/c he just loves her too much not to. But we’ll see the conflict with both of them, as they battle within themselves what they should do. Daryl wants to stay with her, but knows he needs to leave out of respect of her wishes. Carol thinks it’s best if he leaves so that she can sort things out, but the other half of her is not wanting to let him go. And then after a few tense moments of not wanting to let go, they finally say goodbye, and there won’t be any room left for doubt of how much Carol means to Daryl…
for real????for real????????!!! you a fool for this one ayy lmaO
thank you!!!!!! aaaAAA thank you guys so much!!! this really means a lot to me! i honestly don’t know what to say??? i’m just kinda quietly screaming y’know???? i lost muse for paps for a while before i decided to revamp him for the hell of it, and honestly, i’m so glad i did. i made so many friends because of making this blog and i would have missed you all dearly if he hadn’t decided to show up again. i have no idea where i’m going with this, i’m just. shocked. and si appreciative right now. this just means so much to me. you all mean so much to me, all of you. you all put up with so much crap here, so many memes and so little time. but!!! you’re all greatly appreciated nonetheless. thank you all, again. alright, i’ll end the word vomit there and give a massive shout-out to the people i adore and admire to the moon and back. yall are rad!!
knowing me though, i’ll probably miss a few people, so please excuse me for that!!
SasuSaku Month 2016 . Day 20- Sacrifice . Title: The Virgin’s Path . Summary: Past AU- She’s going to be sacrificed in the name of a traditional ritual. She thinks her life is disposable, but he will show her that she will be missed. . A/N: I know it’s a terrible summary and I’m not sure about the title either, but…. I really enjoyed thinking about this one. Try thinking of a past similar to the one explored in Kaguya’s fillers. They are just regular ninjas, not as strong, but they still can mold chakra and all. I didn’t want the theme Sacrifice to be used in a cliché way so I decided to use it as the sacrifice that used to happen in the past/ literature. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as enjoyed writing it! Please, send me a message with your opinion! . . . Her hands were growing numb due to the rope tied against her wrists, and she could see the blue lines of her veins getting more evident with each passing moment. Her exhausted body was craving food and water, and the fire standing some meters in front of her made salty drops roll down her face, staining the concrete below her. There was no way she could escape that situation all by herself, and to be honest, she was not even expecting any kind of help. Haruno Sakura had already made her choice, and as a crowd watched her suffering, she found herself seeking for comfort in her own memories.
It was a good life, she thought.
It had been a long time since she last heard the stupidities the leader of her own village had been repeating out loud. Annoyance had long taken over her senses, for not a single word that came out from that man’s mouth made any sense to her.
Nothing in that stupid ritual did.
Sacrificing a young virgin in the name of a god who had never done anything to help the village was something she just couldn’t agree with. Even if almost everyone around her found that normal and traditional, the pinkette refused to believe that offering a girl’s life for the cause would guarantee the entire village’s survival for a year. It was a stupid and retrograde concept that should have been long forgotten in history, and yet, there she was, paying the price for a bunch of people who actually thought that was a good idea in the past.
When will mankind ever learn?
She doesn’t know, but she was certain that it wouldn’t be in time to save her skin. Her destiny was already sealed from the moment she offered herself to take another girl’s place in that ceremony. A girl so young and innocent whose life would end even before starting. A girl that could live her dreams and fall in love in ways Sakura could never even dream of herself.
The pinkette gave that girl the chance to hope for a better future, for she knew her own was already lost in a mess of endless expectations and an unrequited love for a single man. Her life, even if she could always continue her excellent job as the medic of the village, would always be stagnated in that same place.
Her life will never change. So why not sacrifice herself for the future generations? It seemed to be the right thing to be done, and not even that huge sword aiming straight at her throat seemed to make her change her mind.
Oh, but his words would be sharper than any blade she has ever seen.
Leonard made me cry, coldwave made me cry. Everytime I see Snart I have tears in my eyes because I miss him so much. I’ll never forgive the writers for killing such an amazing character and I’m very bitter that he only showed up in a hallucination. He should be there for real.