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Magic

Hunter x Hunter started up again, which is super exciting! I hope they continue the anime eventually, and it won’t go on hiatus again! Hope the author’s health keeps up too!

So I decided to watch the 1999 anime, and boy is it awful. In a good way. I laugh out loud at how lame some of the scenes are. The 2011 version is so intense hahahaha

Hisoka looks like a huge loser in the old version. I mean, he is a loser, but the 1999 show just emphasizes it. They have so many shots of him sitting by himself, either playing with cards or just staring into the distance, doing absolutely nothing. Like, at the hunter exam, while everyone is waiting for the next thing to start, Hisoka is off sitting by a lake with his arms wrapped around his knees, just sitting there, like that loner kid you see on the playground, moping. Like, oh my gosh Illumi, I know you’re an asshole, but at least sit by your clown accomplice and stare at the lake together, you have nothing else to do. 

BTS as Stereotypical McDonald's Employees

Jin: *stands at the register with a small smile on his face, staring blankly into the distance and contemplating all of his life choices*
Suga: *has to run the drive thru, and gets very pissy every time someone asks for something extra*
J-Hope: *tries to make the best out of the situation and tries to add the “Would you like fries with that?” joke to anything he can*
RapMon: *sits in the back of the kitchen rapping about how much he wants to go home and how much he just wants to eat all of the chicken nuggets*
Jimin: *flirts with every girl that walks i to the store, using cheesy, gross-ass pick up lines to pass the time such as: “You wanna dip my fry in your milkshake?” or “Is your face from McDonald’s? Cause I’m lovin’ it~”*
V: *Secretly stuffing fries into his mouth when no one is looking, and stealing oreos and m&m’s from the McFlurry machines*
Jungkook: *is so bored he starts drinking all the milk and starts playing with the happy meal toys on the check out counter*

anonymous asked:

there is no logic behind this but imma put it anyway: Reyna and someone are just out and an empousa attacks them and Reyna just complete stares at it and is like wow I'm gay

“Oh, come on, son of Hades,” the girl taunted, her leer more disturbing than evil. Nico wasn’t sure he’d have fallen for it even if he did like girls. For a start, her dress sense was terrible, and one of her legs belonged to a donkey.

He drew his sword, glancing at the Athena Parthenos in the distance. It wasn’t surrounded; this was an individual attack rather than an attempt to destroy their quest. “You’re an empousa who wants to drink my blood,” he reminded her. “I’m not interested.” His grip on his sword hilt tightened.

Hissing, the empousa stepped backwards, her bronze leg clanging. “I haven’t had new blood in ages,” she complained. “The locals in Albania stay away, for some reason.” She seemed surprised.

Nico rolled his eyes. “Reyna, back me up -” he started, before seeing her expression. The pieces clicked together, and despite the situation, it was difficult to hold back laughter. “Reyna, what does she look like to you?” he asked slowly.

She turned to him, her expression nothing less than mortified. “Really, really hot,” she whispered, even as she unsheathed her dagger.

Cackling, the empousa roared and attacked.

Imagine the turtles being on a mission back on earth and Mikey just fooling around and then he suddenly sees something in the distance, he doesn’t say a word to his brothers, just stares at the creature just to figure out what it is, then, he notices that it’s a salamander, he looks at Raph who’s not looking in the right direction and then Mikey just grabs Raph’s arm and says something like “Raph! dude! Your girlfriend is here!” and of course he doesn’t believe him so he just tries to get rid off his brother. Then he just kinda accidentally look in the direction and recognizes Mona, he stares into her eyes, and without noticing taking a step and another one…. and then he just runs over to her and then they just hug, no words, just happy faces 

The Newbie

@soulxkrystal

Ulrich always had a bad feeling when it comes to new students ever since that incident with Jeremie thinking that one of the students was a virtualized Aelita… which happened about a year or two ago. But it was more or less on the lines of…. let’s say… just about new people. William was okay for starters… but he just seems kind of suspicious. There was something about him that Ulrich isn’t too keen on. Despite that, he wonders on what this new kid will be. He stares out in the distance at the entrance of the academy, soccer ball held tightly in his hands. Curiosity shines in his eyes as he spot the new girl coming by. She seems okay…. he isn’t too sure yet. Curse him for being shy at certain times.

Marauders Imagine - Transformation (Part 2)

Part 1

Hope you like it!

     The howl echoed through the night air and my heart almost stopped.

     Oh. My. God.  Remus was a werewolf.

     I heard the sounds of a fight - crashing, growling, whimpering - begin inside the building where Peter and I had just fled, when Peter grabbed my hand.  Together, we took off, sprinting through the woods.

     As we ran, Peter gasped, “We have to hurry!  They won’t be able to hold him forever!”

     I stared up at the castle lights high on the hilltop, in the distance.  My legs flew beneath me and the air whipped past me as I ran, but I wasn’t going fast enough.  Neither of us were.

     I was so out of breath, but I couldn’t stop.  I could feel my heart pounding in my entire body, and I felt cold.  Oh so cold.

     As Peter and I finally got out of the view of the shack, I heard another long, chilling howl.

     I tripped and fell.  Peter, chest heaving, tried to pull me up from the ground, but I didn’t budge.  My eyes welled up with tears as I said, “Peter, we’re never going to make it!  He’s going to kill us!”

     “y/n, we have to go!”

     Another horrifying howl pierced the air and I reluctantly struggled to my feet and began running again.  I was filled with dread, and I barely had the strength to keep moving.

     But still, we ran.

     A few minutes later, I sensed something different.  The trees seemed darker; the air seemed colder.  The howls had stopped, and I knew why.

     The werewolf - Remus - was stalking us.  He was trying to lull us into a false sense of security, and then kill us.

     I think Peter knew it too, from the way his wild eyes stared off into the woods around us, searching, searching for something.

     I tripped and fell again, and this time, I didn’t bother to get up.  I pulled out my wand, glanced around, and saw Peter frozen next to me, staring at something.  I followed his gaze and felt my blood run cold.

     There was the most terrifying looking creature circling us.  Of course I could recognize it as a werewolf from what I had learned in Care of Magical Creatures and Defense Against the Dark Arts - long snout, gaunt body, long sharp teeth - but nothing had prepared me for this.  The hunger and pure evil in its eyes held me, petrified, as it slowly crept closer.

     I cried out and shut my eyes as the animal leaped towards me with a snarl.

xxx - The Next Day - xxx

     I flinched, bracing myself for the impact of the werewolf landing on me, but I felt nothing.  When I opened my eyes, I had to squint against the bright light.  The trees surrounding me had been exchanged for the cots and stark walls of the Hospital Wing.

     After a few moments, Madam Pomfrey wandered over to check on me.  “I see you’ve awoken, Ms. y/l/n.”

     “What happened?”

     “From what I hear, you had quite the adventure with your friends,” she gestured at Remus, who was asleep on the cot next to me.   “You really should’ve believed him when he said he was sick.  When the other boys brought him in a few hours ago, he was almost inconsolable, the poor boy.  I had to cast a spell on him to get him to sleep.”

     “I … um …” I glanced at Remus sheepishly.

     “No, you didn’t get bitten, although you got scratched up pretty badly.”

     I let out a sigh of relief and then felt enormously guilty.

     “Try and get some sleep,” Madam Pomfrey said gently, stroking my hair.  “I’ll be in my office if you need anything.”

     She left, and I slowly, quietly sat up in bed.  Remus, laying near me, looked deathly pale.  I walked over to him and touched his cheek gently.

     Remus opened his eyes slowly, then jolted awake.  “y/n, is that you?  I’m so sorry!  I’m so so sorry!”  He looked like he wanted to cry.

     I sat down next to him and pulled him into a tight hug.  “Remus, it wasn’t your fault.  I could never be mad at you.  I just wish you guys had told me.”

     “If James and Sirius hadn’t been there to stop me …” he trailed off.

     “Remus, I told you, it is okay.  I’m not hurt.  Nothing is wrong.  You’re much worse off than me - you should be sleeping right now.”  I let go of him and pulled up his blanket to his chin.  I brushed his hair back from his eyes and said, “Go to sleep.”

     I started to walk back to my bed when Remus grabbed my hand.  “y/n, you promise you aren’t mad?”

     “I promise,” I said, then leaned down and kissed him on the forehead.  He let go of me and I laid back down on my own cot.

     Before I drifted off to sleep, I turned and saw Remus, fast asleep, with a soft, relaxed smile on his face.

anonymous asked:

Headcanons for a short s/o and Maul, and Savage :3? And thank you for being so awesome <3 You make my days so much better.

(No problem love!)

Savage: Unless you’re half-giant you’re probably not taller than him and if you’re human you’re probably shorter than him by a head at least. He’d be very, very protective of you and might sometimes forget that not everyone is as tall as him, so he’ll point out things in the distance you can’t hope to see. At which point he’ll apologize and lift you up so you can see them.

Maul: Most likely lords it over you and smirks down at you when you’re in the middle of an argument, which is both attractive and infuriating. Stop that! Like you’ll be snarking something at you and he’ll just grin and step closer until you’re staring directly at his chest. Rude. So rude.

April 25, 2016 - I have noticed the last few times I have taken May to the beach, she seems to like to stop and just stare for a while out over the water, much like we humans like to do when at the beach. This is a new thing for her. Greyhounds are sighthounds, and all sighthounds become quite alert when presented with a wide open long distance view, but with May at this point in her life, her interest appears to be more contemplative. Of course, I am reading into things a bit, and can’t be sure how she is interpreting it all, although I am pretty sure that she is enjoying, on some level, standing there for a bit and staring out to sea. -taken April 15, 2016

Frisk, Fritz, Mk and Flowey are put in detention by Linda and Helen. and are
locked in a room being forced to watch family movies, in an attempt to make the kids “normal” well, how they view normal anyways…

Linda: Bambi.
Helen: Lassie Come Home.

Linda: The Little Mermaid.

Frisk: Stop it.

Fritz: Yeah they’re just children.    

(the twins look at their friends.)  

Mk & Flowey {stare at them then blankly at the two women}

Frisk: Don’t worry. We’re getting out of here.    

Fritz: But Sis…  it’s Disney.

[Frisk takes a deep breath]

Frisk: PAPA!?!?!

[Metal Bonetrousle plays in the distance]

Linda and Helen know they are screwed.
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Photo source: silversents

“New State”

Moving to a new state is kind of like going to a new school. You know that you’re going to have to make new friends or choose to be a loner. You walk in the first day of school and you see no one that you recognize, but you have hope, you have hope that you’ll meet someone that’s just like you or even better. You see new boys new girls and you admire them from a distance wishing you knew who they were already. I flashback and see them, my peers, reflecting off of these new age ghosts wandering without me, they don’t even know I exist, yet. You walk into a cafeteria and try to find somewhere to sit down and try to figure out what is OK to eat there. You go to the fresh produce isle and question your every decision. Do they care about each other here? They are staring at you like the fresh meat that you are and they’re wondering what you are doing here. But they won’t say hi. Dating is like high school again, I don’t know their childhood or their age, and I’m the new girl in town. “Well I’ve never seen you before…” he says. That’s all I am to him(s). So they always ask me “Why here, why Reno?!” I’m from a really really small town so they will never really know. They will never know that a town so small could suck your soul. So I begin to question my quest and what I’m looking for, my answer, my key to happiness, and why I left all the “love” I’ve ever known behind. So cold, like an old fashioned, bitter and relentless. I take a gulp and it burns. Reaching for my cash to leave a tip for my new friend. The “biggest little city”. But to them this town is all they’ve known and it’s grown quite small since they’ve grown up, and how they’ve always dreamed of living somewhere else. Just. like. me. In the new I see old lovers and old friends, I see my brother, my mother, my father, in eyes of endless blinking seas. I found myself searching for them in everything. Everywhere we are all looking for greener grass and boots to fill besides our own… or who’s been beside us this whole time.

5x21 (and kind of the rest of the season and a bit of 6A) THEORY

*NOTICE THIS WAS ORIGINALLY WRITTEN AS A TEXT MESSAGE TO MY BFF SO*

ALSO THIS IS VERY IDEALISTIC AND PROBABLY NOT ACCURATE BUT I MEAN JUST LET ME HAVE THIS

FUCKING IMAGINE EMMA’S AT KILLIAN’S GRAVE AND KILLIAN FALLS OUT OF THE SKY AND LANDS ON HER (he falls from a non-dangerous distance) AND EMMA’S LIKE “WTAF HOLY SHIT KILLIAN” AND KILLIAN SAYS SOMETHING LIKE “HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO SAY I’M A SURVIVOR” AND THEN THEY KISS AND SHE PULLS AWAY AND STARES AT HIM AND GOES “YOU FUCKING DIED KILLIAN IDK WHAT YOUR DEFINITION OF SURVIVING IS BUT I MEAN YOU DIED SO” AND THEN THEY LAUGH AND GO TO GRANNY’S AND THEY SHOW UP AND THEY’RE LIKE “SUP” AND SNOW STARTS GETTING EMOTIONAL BC SHE’S SO HAPPY AND DAVID TEARS UP AND IS LIKE “NO SNOW I’M NOT CRYING” AND HENRY LIKE ACTUALLY CRIES AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH AND THEN EVERYONE IS HAPPY AND THEN ZEUS WALKS IN AND IS LIKE “YEAH SO I SHIP YOU TWO *POINTS AT CAPTAIN SWAN* AND AFTER SEEING THE SHIT MY LITTLE BROTHER PULLED I WAS LIKE ‘AW HELL NAH’ SO HERE’S KILLIAN BACK HE IS NOW A NORMAL MORTAL MAN. AND AS FOR YOU, HADES, YOUR PUNISHMENT IS TO RETURN TO THE UNDERWORLD, BUT THIS TIME THERE IS NO WAY TO BREAK THE CURSE. BYE” AND ZEUS SENDS HADES BACK TO THE UNDERWORLD. HE CAN EITHER BE A NORMAL CITIZEN UNDER THE RULE OF CRUELLA AND THE BLIND WITCH OF RETURN TO BE KING I HONESTLY DON’T CARE WHAT HAPPENS TO HADES AT THIS POINT AS LONG AS HE IS PUNISHED SEVERELY. NOW, THERE’S A THEORY GOING AROUND THAT ROBIN’S GONNA DIE AND IF THAT HAPPENS I THINK IT’S GONNA BE HADES WHO WILL KILL HIM (MOSTLY SO THIS CAN WORK OUT WHOOPS) SO LET’S JUST SAY THAT HAPPENS (I DON’T WANT IT TO BUT JUST DEAL WITH ME) SO HADES IS BACK IN THE UNDERWORLD AND ZELENA’S LIKE “EH WHATEVER I MEAN HE KILLED MY CHILD’S FATHER THAT’S KIND OF A SHIT MOVE” SO ZELENA CAN HAVE HER KID AND NOT BE A WITCH AND BE HAPPY (AT THIS POINT I WANT ZELENA TO BE HAPPY I’M DONE WASTING MY HATE ON HER) AND THEN SEASON 6 IS EVERYONE HAPPY LA DEE DA DEE DA UNTIL *GASP* PLOT TWIST ROBIN’S NOT REALLY DEAD HE JUST GOT HIS MEMORY WIPED OUT AND REGINA AND ROLAND HAVE TO DEAL WITH THAT AND SOMEHOW THE MENTAL HOSPITAL ARC (THIS APPARENTLY IS THE ARC FOR 6A??? SIGH IDK HOW TO FEEL ABOUT THIS) IS WORKED IN AND THERE. THE END. I JUST REALLY HOPE THEY MAKE ZEUS LIKE DISNEY ZEUS AND NOT PJO ZEUS

Private time

Okay, so I just want to say that this is my FIRST story and yes, it is not EASY… But, I do hope you the reader will like it. Anyway, here it is. And beware, it is a bit naughty…! ————————————————————- He stared at her. He watched her as she walked across the room towards the exit, out to the courtyard. Slowly, as to make sure nobody saw him leave, he followed. Once outside he noticed that she were nowhere to be seen. The darkness had fallen and only a few lights shined up the dark courtyard. In the distance he could hear the sounds of the undead on the other side of the fence, as he walked towards cellblock C. He knew that she had moved in there after their latest fight, in a small room by the side of all the cells. Perhaps she would be there. Once inside he did not hear anything but the sound of the showers. Inside his chest he could feel his heart beating faster and faster, and he felt his body tense up. Not by fear, but by lust. He hated that feeling, it meant that he was weak. Weak because of her, that bitch. She made him feel like this, SHE made him weak in a time when everyone HAD to be strong in order to survive. “Bitch…” he muttered under his breath. Daryl could not control his movements, and soon found himself just outside the showers. There he stood in the dark as he watched her carefully wash her badly bruised body. She used an old bar of soap to slowly rub off all the sweat and dirt, while the freezing cold water covered her body. Daryls body was aching, he could feel a throbbing sensation in his pants and he felt ashamed to be watching her. She was nothing but a little bitch that would strutt around acting like she knew everything. Sure, she could fight, she could hunt, but still… The frustration in his body and soul made him feel something else. Something he had never felt before and as she turned off the water, he decided to diseapper into the dark again. He could not let her know that he had been watching. Daryl almost ran back outside, only to be greeted by the cold wind that cooled off his head. But the sensation in between his legs would not go away. Neither would the memory of her naked body. He had to do something to get rid of this horrible feeling that eas just growing stronger. She stood in the shower, the water had been turned off but since she had nothing to dry her nude body with, she kept standing in the shower. The waterdrops ran down her back. Although the water was cold, it felt amazing on her badly bruised body. She had been working so hard lately, and it had sadly become harder after that bastard Daryl kept staring at her, dropping hints about her not being worthy to be a part of the group; that she really did not know anything! It made her so mad! And it made her want to show him she could be good for the group. Which is why she worked so much harder, just to prove that bastard wrong. She was tired, hurt and angry. She just wanted to cry but there were no point to cry. And to make things worse, did that dumb redneck really think that she did not know that he would watch her at night? She knew he would sneka into the cellblock, and stand by her door and just watch her. He never made a sound, he just stood right there, watching her sleep. And even when she was in the shower? She knew that he was there right now, she felt his eyes staring at her, looking he up and down while she rubbed her body with that dirty, old soap. She could feel the anger in her entire body, that freak who would just stare at her. And then make fun of her. “Bastard!” she thought out loud as she turned around and walked naked out into the cellblock. She had no problem with being naked, but thankfully she was alone. Just a few rats in one of the corner but apart from them, she was alone. She sat down on her cot, and slowly slipped on some clothes that was not too dirty. A short dress with a bra that did not really fit, but in these days you could not be too picky. Daryl found a corner where he could be alone. The light from the few lamps did not reach this corner, but just to make sure that no one saw him, he hid behind some old crates. His heart was beating, and the throbbing in his pants had gotten much worse. He needed some release, and so he grabbed his dirty, old pants and pulled them halfway down. He never wore any underwear, so he grabbed his hard member and started to stroke it. He closed his eyes, and rested his back to the wall. His stroking got more and more intense, and he could feel how he started to get close to release. In his head he could only think of Y/N, and how beautifull she looked, always. Even covered in sweat, dirt and blood, that amazing smile and the sound of her voice made him harder and harder, and his breathing got heavier. Her name slipped from his lips, over and over again. “Oh Y/N! Oh God yes… Oh, Y/N!”. He got closer and closer, and he did not notice the woman in the dress. Y/N felt so angry, and so frustrated, as she left the cellblock she had heard something strange and as she turned and looked in to the corner, she saw him. Daryl! With his penis in his hand, stroking it like crazy while saying her name. She froze in her place, and slowly backed out as he released his load onto the ground. “Oh Y/N!” he panted as he opened his eyes. “O… My… God…!” he heard someone say. It was dark, but he could still see her slowly back away from the scene that she had just witnessed. She started to almost run away, as Daryl pulled up his pants. He was shocked, and humiliated. “Fuck!” He cursed out loud while he tried to keep up with the woman who now almost sprinted towards cellblock A where everyone who was not on watch were at the moment. She ran into the room, and almost slammed the door behind her. Rick stood up straight. “Everything alright?”, he asked with concern in his voice. Y/N smiled and said “Yes, everything is fine!” she could feel her cheeks burn red. “I’m sorry that I scared you all!” She almost ran over to her friend Becks, a younger woman who Y/N had arrived to the prison with. Right behind Y/N came Daryl, he was out of breath and looked as if he had runned a marathon, which made Rick really concerned. “What the fuck is going on??!” he screamed. Daryls face turned red. “I’m, um… M sorry…” He looked down to the floor and he could feel how evey set of eyes where staring at him which made him feel so humiliated. Y/N actually felt sorry for him. This big, dumb redneck. Poor guy. “Its alright Rick!” She said out loud infront of everyone. “Its just a door! Trust me, its just a damn door!” She laughed a bit as if to make fun of Ricks overreaction. Daryl slipped by Rick as Y/N spoke, and everyone seemed satisfied with what she had to say. She sat down next to Becks, and tried to ignore the intense looks from Daryl who stood in the back of the big cellblock. All he could think of was that she had seen him, heard him. What should he do now? The pain from the humiliation he felt made him sick to his stomach. He felt he was going to throw up, but he could not allow himself to do that. He could not get sick, “A real man don’t throw up like some little bitch”, he thought. Slowly, he blended into the dark. The next day Y/N was busy killing the walkers that was forcing themself onto the fence, one by one she put a sharp metal rod through their skulls, but each dead was replaced by another one. Their dead, rotting bodies was pressed to the fence, and her work seemed pointless. The sweat dripped off her forehead, her back was already covered in sweat and all she wanted was a cold drink and new, clean clothes. By her side was all her friends from Atlanta that she had been surviving with before she met Rick and his group. They needed a leader, someone to guide them, and she liked the friendship that she had formed with everyone. Well, almost, that gross redneck drove her insane. She could not stop thinking a out what she had seen the night before and even though she would normally tell her friend Becks everything, she could not tell her this. It was too… weird… And kind of sexy at the same time. She could feel something in her tired body that she had not felt for years. This feeling made her feel so stupid, since she was at that moment killing of the undead by putting a metal rod through their heads. Sex and death is not something that should mix, she thought, and giggled for herself. Her giggle made her friend Becks react. “What’s so funny?” she said while staring at me with a confused look. Y/N just laughed, and said, “Nothing…” This did not make Becks stop staring at her, so Y/N just turned to her and said “The sun is getting to me, I just need some water…”. She went back up to the courtyard and grabbed a bottle of water. She drenced her thirst and then poured some water down her back and front. All around her where people just doing whatever they could do on the inside of the prison walls. Rick, Glenn and Hershel was discussing how to get rid of the now dead walkers that was just adding their weight to the fence. She did not really care, and flopped down on the ground in the only shadow she could find. She closed her eyes, but when she did this, she could only see Daryl. Her body was longing for some human touch, and all she wanted was for someone to touch her carefully, caress her body, kiss, her neck, her lips. Play with her nipples, while bringing her nothing but pure joy. If just for a moment. While she felt the longing of another human being near her, she heard the sound of Daryls motorcycle, that big, ugly thing that for some reason always made her feel so safe to hear. She opened her eyes and saw Daryl driving up, covered in blood as he had been forced to fight his way through a large group of walkers after his latest search for medicin. For a second their eyes met, and for some reason Y/N smiled, and bit her lips as she looked into his adorable, blue eyes. He blushed and looked away. As the night fell over the prison, she washed herself off, and decided that it was time to do something about this feeling in her body. She slipped on a simple outfit, just a t-shirt and some cut off jeans. She slipped by her sleeping friends and went outside. She knew that Daryl would not be sleeping, he hardly ever did anymore. She saw him by his motorcycle, standing there while cleaning the motorcycle. She slowly walked up to him, but he noticed her coming up from behind. Her heart beat so strong, and she regretted her decision. Daryl felt like running away, and tried to search for a way to escape this potentially humiliating situation. Y/N could feel his unease, but still decided to not back down. She cleared her throa and said “Hi!”. Daryl mumbled something to her, but she refused to let his weird ways get her down, so she took a deep breath and stood right next to him, close enough to hear his breath and smell the grease from his dirty hands. “Look, Daryl…” she started to feel a bit strange but decided to continue. “I don’t really like the fact that you act like a dumbass around me, treating me like crap. But I trust you despite… everything…” she said with her heart in her throat. “I kind of… liked what I saw you do, and if… you want to do it again, you are more than welcomed to invite me.” Daryl turned to the side and stared at her in shock. He could not believe what he heard, and it made him feel both ashamed, but yet his body tingled with a strange sense of tension. He liked what she said, although his conflicted emotions made him doubt that this was for real. “Perhaps she was planning on doing something to him, something mean. Something cruel…” he thought, but he still wanted her. He felt he needed her. He looked her right in her big, blue eyes, and felt himself reaching for her hand. But he then heard Ricks voice coming back from watch. He pulled his hands away, and turned to face his friend. Y/N looked down onto the ground, and walked away. She smiled big to Rick, and said goodnight to the two men behind her. Daryl stared at her with lust and confusion in his eyes, and Rick could feel his confusion ooze from his pores. But instead of speaking, Rick put his hand on his shoulder and smiled. He then walked towards his cell, while Daryl was left standing by his motorcycle, wondering what just happened… ———————————————————- I hope you like it!

Originally posted by the-walking-dead-is-life

Trouble In Racoon City||notthesolesurvivor

         The blonde was told to come to this city for a reason but there was really no one around it was empty she was starting to get a bad feeling about this so she stood around and stared around only thing was left were cars as well as dust floating around in the air causing her to cough fanning the air. Just as she was about to head on, she heard hissing in the distance which caused her to freeze wondering what that noise was so she took out her flashlight and started to scan around, the hissing was near but it was above her? She looked up and saw the creature findng the source of it then it all of a sudden dropped on her making her flashlight drop from her hand she was scrambling to get it off her but it sliced her shoulder with its tounge making her scream out crying for help.

                [ ~ 🐻 ~ “Help someone out there!! Please help me! Get it off get it off me now! I don’t like this!”~ ]

@notthesolesurvivor

anonymous asked:

Godzilla took a bite out of Optimus Prime,Like Scruff McGruff took a bite out of crime,Then Shaq came back covered in a tire track,But Jackie Chan jumped out and landed on his back,And Batman was injured and trying to get steady,When Abraham Lincoln came back with a machete,But suddenly something caught his leg and he tripped,Indiana Jones took him out with his whip,

anonymous asked:

Sailor stands out on the deck of the Halberd with Meta Knight. The sunset in the distance makes for a romantic backdrop. Meta proceeds to remove his mask and stare lovingly into Sailor's eyes before leaning in for a kiss. The two smooch passionately for a minute before Meta pulls back, plants one more kiss on Sailor's cheeks and whispers into his ear, "Bueños noches, mi amor." Sailor then wakes up, realizing it was all just a dream (for the ask game).

“O-Oh… Oh my, dee… what a nice dream…”