the green one is ugh

6

“The decision was made a long time ago, before any of us knew each other. We were all strangers who would’ve just passed each other on the street before the world ended. And now we mean everything to each other. You were in trouble. You were trapped. Glenn didn’t know you, but he helped you. He put himself in danger for you. And that started it all, from Atlanta, to my daddy’s farm, to prison, to here, to this moment now. Not as strangers, as family. Because Glenn chose to be there for you a long time ago, that was the decision that changed everything. It started with both of you, and it just grew. All of us. To sacrifice for each other. To suffer, to stand, to grieve, to give, to love, to live, to fight for each other. Glenn made the decision, Rick. I was just following his lead.”

The Creature(s)

Only 20 minutes ago my squad and I were humming happy tunes and chatting about our spouses’ private parts as we kicked down the door of another abandoned building in this evacuated town.

It was supposed to be a simple operation. Find the source of the fungal infection, clear it, and in a month or two everybody could go back home. We joked about how they should’ve called a gardener rather than a strike team.

But we were wrong, oh so wrong.

My commander and I cowered behind an upturned table as we hid away from this thing… this creature. Private JJ was on the other side of the room, hiding behind a torn up couch.

“What is that thing?” I whispered to my commander, fear in my voice.

“Thing? as in singular? I saw two. One was giving the other a piggy back ride.” she responded, raising an eyebrow. We both had our weapons ready as we heard its footsteps (if you can even call them feet) right outside the crooked wooden door.

“No, I’m pretty sure it was one thing with two different segments.” I responded.

“I’m pretty sure it was two creatures riding one another.” JJ said from across the room. “I mean, that top crab-thing had legs.”

“No, those were its claws.” I said, a bit agitated.

“No they were definitely legs, they were hanging onto that other creature’s back/top of head.” commander interjected. She then turned to JJ. “But it was clearly more like a cat, not a crab. It had fur.”

“That was moss.” I said. She gave me a sarcastic look. The footsteps were getting closer.

“I think that’s right commander. That was definitely moss. It even had mushrooms growing out of it, near the bottom flaps.” JJ responded. He scooched over closer to us to get in on the conversation.

“Those were its eyes!” I whispered, angrier.

“No, the bottom flaps are covering the eyes.” JJ responded.

“You’re both wrong, those bottom flaps aren’t flaps at all, they’re like little wings. That’s how the top creature flies onto the back of the bottom one… I think.” commander said.

“There’re no two creatures!” I stared at her. “Those are flaps, but they’re like hard flaps, like a crustacean’s claws. I saw them extend out of its body and attack JJ.”

“Don’t be ridiculous, the creature doesn’t fly, it crawls up the upper body through the bottom creature’s snail leg.” JJ said.

“Snails don’t have legs.” commander responded. I just sighed.

“Whatever it is, let’s just shoot it when it comes through the door.” I told them both.

“Okay, both of you wait for my orders. We’ll aim at the soft tissue in the middle of the lower half.” commander.

“It’s not soft tissue, it’s like super-hard glass.” JJ said, his fist clenched. “I punched it.”

“No, you punched the layer of hardened shell around it.” the commander responded.

“I think it’s more like watermelon peel, not too hard or too soft.” I responded. This time it was the commander’s turn to sigh. “Also, which part was the middle again? Was it the green or orange one?”

“Ugh!” she cried out. “So we have a target. But we don’t know where its weakpoint is, how it moves, or even how many organisms it is?!”

“Yeah, pretty much.” both JJ and I nodded.

“Okay, you know what, screw this. This debate is over. I’m just gonna shoot it wherever.” and with that, the commander got up and made some noise.

At that exact second, the thing(s) crawled(?) into the room.

The carnage only lasted a few minutes. But in the end, we were victorious. I think.

“You’re right, soldier. It really was only one creature.” commander said as she poked at the tattered remains of the foreign organism.

“Actually.” I said. “Now that I look at them closer, I think you two were right.”

Both commander and JJ sighed in unison.

4

The 100 + episode posters (part II of season 1)

more alolan eeveelutions! (that have absolutely nothing to do with alola but those are basically the only canonical regional variants right now soooo)

anyway, glaceon is based on glaciers and how they shape bedrock, sylveon is based on a papillon dog and the apollo butterfly, leafeon is based on rusting metal in the woods.

enjoy!

I keep imaging that AMC is gonna pull some cliffhanger shit on us at the end of the season finale and the camera is gonna focus on Daryl as he turns and he just says “Beth?” in this disbelieving voice right before the screen goes black and we won’t even get a reunion scene

Didn’t You Flash Your Green Eyes At Me!!

Written by the lovely @victoriapyrrhi

Co-Illustrated by the amazing @allium-cepa-39

Read it on:

Ao3: http://archiveofourown.org/works/5665840/chapters/13050835
FFN: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11720328/1/Didn-t-You-Flash-Your-Green-Eyes-at-Me