lauren shane

|Daryl Dixon imagine|

“Mornin’ Y/N.” Rick said as I walked past him, I smiled at him and greeted him a ‘good morning’. I was heading to Hershel’s house to see if Lori needed any help with breakfast. As I approached the door I felt a pair of strong arms wrap round my waist and pull me back. “Mornin’ babe.” A husky voice whispered in my ear. Daryl. 

He kissed my neck and turned me round to face him. “Well good mornin’ Daryl.” I smiled kissing his lips, I felt him smirk into the kiss. “Right now let me go I have to help Lori with breakfast.” I said pretending to be annoyed and pushed him away, Daryl chuckled and headed over to his tent; winking at me on the way. I entered Hershel’s house and said 'hello’ to Maggie and Beth. “Hey Lori do you need any help with breakfast?” I asked. Lori shook her head no. “Shane has been looking for you by the way Y/N. He said meet him at the target practice in the woods.” She said. 

I knotted my eyebrows in confusion, Shane and I have never gotten along, he creeps me out so much because he always just stares at me with something in his eyes but I don’t know what. Daryl had told me to stay well away from Shane because he didn’t trust him at all. I ended up nodding at Lori and walking out towards the woods. 

“Shane?” I said as I saw him practicing shooting. He turned around and nodded at me. “Thought you could get some practice in.” He said bluntly handing me the gun and looking me up and down. I ignored him and then began aiming until Shane put his hand on my arm from behind me making me shiver. “Hold your arm up higher and spread your legs more.” He said kicking my legs more apart. I began getting more nervous by his present. 

He moved both of his arms in front of me, helping me get in the right shooting position. I felt his breath on my neck which made me feel sick. “Nervous girl?” Shane chuckled sickly. I stood up tall and confident, aimed the gun and shot it; hitting the bullet right on the mark. “No.” I replied bluntly dropping the gun on the floor. 

Shane roughly grabbed my wrists and shoved me hard against the tree. A disgusting smirk plastered across his face. 

“You better get the fuck off me before I scream.” I threatened trying to fight him off me, he placed his big hand round my mouth stopping me from talking, I tried kicking him but he grabbed my neck and shoved me on the floor then sat on top of me. “And if you scream princess i’ll destroy tha’ pretty mouth of yours.” He whispered in my ear. Shane began kissing my cheek all the way to my chest. His hand travelling up my top and latching onto my breast. 

I wriggled in an attempt to escape from his grip but he ended up slapping me hard across the face which I was sure would leave a bruise. “I fuckin’ told you girl.” He shouted. Shane started to undo his belt and my heart started pumping faster and faster. “Trust me, I bet i’ll fuck you better than your old boy Dixon.” He laughed making me cringe. Tears filled my eyes and endlessly spilled over. 

“Come on. Don’t cr—” He began but was cut off when a massive fist came colliding to his face. Shane went straight off me and onto the floor, I was quickly pulled up by Rick and Glenn as I saw Daryl beating the shit out of Shane. “Fuckin’ sick fuckin’ bastard! I’m gonna kill your fuckin’ ass for touchin’ ma girl!” Daryl shouted, I had never seen him so angry before in the past year I’ve known him and I presumed nor had Rick or Glenn as they were both shocked at his rage. Daryl continued to beat Shane but Rick decided to step in between them and hold Daryl back. 

“No you let me fuckin’ kill him Rick! He touched Y/N and I ain’t gonna let this fuckin’ asshole get away with it!” Daryl howled, his whole face red with pure anger pulsing through it and his fists in tight white knuckles. I put my hand over my mouth and began crying, Glenn hugged me and reassured everything was going to be okay. “Daryl stop! I will sort Shane out, you go to Y/N cos she needs you!” Rick shouted as he lead a blood faced Shane away. 

Daryl looked over at me and came rushing over as he engulfed me in a tight and embraceable hug. “I told you ta’ stay away from him Y/N.” Daryl whispered in my ear as he kissed my forehead. I felt a wet drop on my forehead, 'Was Daryl crying?’ I thought to myself. I looked up into his eyes to see they were tear filled, my own eyes filled with tears as I kissed his lips. “I’m so sorry, Daryl. It’s my faul-” I began. “No no Y/N don’t you dare say it was your fault baby. Shane is a sick fuckin’ man and he will pay for wha’ he was gonna do to you babe, I promise.” Daryl said, his voice on the edge of anger as he stroked my bruise cheek from Shane’s slap earlier. Daryl let out a low growl. 

I wrapped my arms tightly around Daryl’s neck again and hugged him like my life depended on it, his strong arms wrapping round my waist. “I ain’t lettin’ you outta my sight now. I love you baby girl.” Daryl whispered and kissed my neck. “I love you..” I said back. 

'Faking It' Creator Reveals What Would Have Happened in Emotional Letter to Fans

Dear Faking It fandom:I wrote Faking It to heal. Growing up a closeted gay teenager in North Carolina, I fell in love with quite a few of my best friends. Unlike Amy, I never said a word because rejection seemed inevitable. Needless to say, each of those friendships ended. Amy’s journey was my chance to relive all of those feelings from the safety of a script. She could be brave enough to take the risks I never could. Amy could tell Karma she loved her, and I could rewrite my past.
It was always my intention to make “Karmy” happen during our final season. Karma would finally realize that her possessiveness of Amy might be a sign of deeper feelings for her best friend. She’d struggle to share these feelings with Amy, knowing she couldn’t lead Amy on again unless she was sure. Unable to let another chance go by, Karma would impetuously kiss Amy, and a fresh “Whoa …”/“I know …” moment would spark this new phase of their relationship. If this makes you deliriously happy, then please stop reading and let this be the ending in your mind.
How satisfying it would have been to finally see Karma and Amy as a true couple! There would have beenlots of kisses, none of them dreams! But slowly it would have become clear that in becoming a couple, the two of them had lost something that made them … them. Eventually, they would both realize they’d have to sacrifice their relationship to save their friendship. The series would have ended with Karma and Amy’s life goals intact: roommates in college, houses next door to each other, best friends forever. That is what Karmy always meant to me.

I’m sorry I won’t get to tell that story (though many fans may be relieved I didn’t). I’m sorry we won’t get to explore Liam and Lauren’s surprising romance. Or to watch Shane and Noah’s relationship deepen. I’ll miss Principal Penelope, Farrah and Bruce, Molly and Lucas … and, of course, Diane. I’ll always wonder what happened to Lisbeth and Leila, and Reagan, and Theo and Duke. I’ll miss Hester High and all of its quirks. But what I’ll miss most of all is working with an amazing group of artists to deliver this message of self-acceptance and love to our fans around the world. This show healed me, and I hope it healed some of you, too. Im deeply grateful to MTV, our amazing cast, writers and crew, and all of you for this truly special experience.

Lauren Collins just posted this on her IG. I’m even more excited about the fact that that dude standing in the back is Yick Yu!


They’re back. Feel free to fan out.

Faking It got cancelled & here's why I'm pissed:

No, I’m not pissed because we didn’t see Karmy happen. I’m pissed because this show had everything.

•questioning sexuality, respectfully, and honestly (Amy)
•an openly gay, proud character with his own story line (Shane)
•a kickass transgender character that we barely got to explore at all (Noah)
•a kickass intersex character that really brought light to the subject, for me at least (Lauren)

Feel free to add what I’ve missed.

I’m so sick of LGBT shows getting cancelled, characters getting killed, & seeing 2016 destroy everything I’ve loved. MTV… Go fuck yourself.