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MOVING OVER HERE

Moving my stuff over to the link above.

Side blogs:

Negan: xxncganxx

Rick: xxbowleggedshcriffxx

Supernatural (Sam, Dean & John): xxhuntingwcnchestersxx

Michonne: xxlonewarriorqveenxx

Roman Reigns: xxbigdogrvignsxx

Triple H: xxkvngofkvngsxx

Aquaman: xxaqvamanxx

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OOC

So I’m planning on making a new blog and each muse is gonna have their own separate blog. Working on this now. Links coming soon

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//Andy!!!!

Andy at Minchinhampton Golf Club (8/2020) | 📷 : tonyadamsofficial

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OOC: After watching The Losers I love Chris Evans even more 🤣🤣😭

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OOC: Maybe its just me but I find it creepy as shit that most of the JDM stories on Wattpad are featuring him with 17-19 year old girls. He is old enough to be their granddad. Jesus! I need to fix this demographic. So I'm gonna start writing my own stuff. Fuck...now I'm just weirded out......

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JEFFREY DEAN MORGAN AS CAL MCCARTHY in Walkaway Joe (2020)

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Cal McCarthy ~ Walkaway Joe

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Nebraska | 2x08

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Watch "Dean dies again and again (funny scenes S3E11)" on YouTube

//This fucked me up for a minute lol

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OOC: Made it to season 3 of Supernatural. Okay who the fuck is this trickster and why is he torturing Sammy like this. Dean has died several times over again in this episode and they went through Tuesday a like a billion times only for Dean to still die on Wednesday by gunshot? Wtaf 😳😳😳😳🥺 I'm so mind blown right now. Someone please help me make this make sense. Help a sista out.

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His fingers gently squeezed her sides in response as he kissed her back. "I don't wanna hurt you, stop me if you change your mind darlin'. I'm not that monster I used to be." He takes over the situation, moving them away from the water, placing her back against the wall of the shower. His lips attack her neck with kisses.

Negan/Sam

She knew she couldn’t stop Merle from drinking, she’d tired it many times before and it never ended well on her end so she just let him be but what she didn’t know was that Merle had taken the key to the cell from Daryl that night.

Sam remembered sitting in the bed that the two of them shared wondering where he was, she just assumed he was with Daryl drinking and blew it off after a few hours. That was until he came home the next morning with blood on his fist and splattered all over his white wife beater.

“Oh- What happened!” Sam ran to get a towel to clean him up until she noticed that the blood wasn’t coming from him.

“Finally got my fucking hands on that prick after what he did to my brother…I’ve been waiting to do that shit for so long.”

Sam sighed and glanced out the window at the sidewalk that led to the cells knowing he was talking about Negan.

After a few hours Merle finally sobered up but couldn’t remember where he had left the keys to the cell. He was furious, assuming someone had stolen them but Sam assured him he had probably just misplaced them and she would help him look for them. Little did Merle know Sam was the one who took the keys from him, she had planned on returning them to Daryl that night but curiosity came over her and before she knew it she was standing at the door that led into the small room where Negan was being held.

Sam had also taken a bottle of Merles pain pills that he had hidden in their bathroom and she had planned on giving them to Negan and leaving…that was it and she would never go down there again.

She felt almost responsible for what Merle had done to him, although she knew she wasn’t. She also knew if Merle were to ever find out about what she was doing, Negans blood wouldn’t be the only blood on his hands… it’d be hers too.

Sam took a deep breath as her shaky hand unlocked the door, she wasn’t sure if she was afraid of being caught or afraid of the man behind the bars.

It was so dark in the room she could barely see, she could make out the silhouette of a man sitting on the cold concrete floor but that was all.

She was absolutely paralyzed with fear, she couldn’t speak or even move an inch as the door shut behind her loudly, immediately giving away that she was there.

She inched closer to the cell cautiously as if he could reach out and grab her any second. Her nervous hand reached up and lit the small lantern that hung on the wall and only then could she see the damage Merle had actually caused and it was much worse than she thought.

Her lip quivered slightly as she stepped back quickly realizing just how close she actually was, she hadn’t been this close to him since the night he killed her friends.

He was a monster and she knew that but something in her head was telling her she needed to know more, she wanted to know what made him tick.

As her body shook so did the bottle of pills that were in her hand making it very obvious she was terrified.

The only words she could mutter were

“Do you-“

Flashbacks of that night played in her head, she remembered her screaming and begging him to stop as he brought that bat down on Glenn’s head. She vomited all over the ground in front of her that night, she was right next to Glenn so the blood ran down all over her hands and splattered along her face.

She remembered Negan laughing in her face as she cried for him to stop.

Suddenly she was pulled back to reality, staring at him like a dear in head lights just like she had been that night.

“Do you remember me?”

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"They're ready to cut someone's neck at the blink of an eye. Everyone is scared and panicked and worrying about themselves. Unfortunately it's human nature. And no, I do not think they could handle the truth. They couldn't handle it when I told them about Shane. I was just a cold blooded murderer in their eyes. Im kinda counting on the fact that they've lived this long...so maybe they'll still trust me. I'll talk to Hershel in the morning." Rick sighs.

"Carl needs a friend. I camt be his father and his best friend."

“I know. And that’s mostly my fault. They are ready to lock me away and take over. Everything is gonna turn to shit real quick. That’s why I stay quiet most days. They don’t trust nothing I say. Hell, even my own son agrees with them that I shouldn’t be leader anymore.” That hurt him more than anything. The fact that his own flesh and blood didn’t trust him.

“Not really sure what I’m supposed to do now. Do I stay silent? Or tell'em the truth so they can distrust me even further? I don’t know anymore.”

Even though she wasn’t facing him Kyleigh could tell by the tone in his voice that his own son not trusting him hurt Rick and she felt terrible for him. Sure it couldn’t have been easy for Carl to have to deal with what he was dealing with and losing his mother on top of all that. But his father was the only family he had left and to think that he wasn’t capable, that was just low. “Damn I’m sorry Rick. I mean it sucks when your own friends don’t believe you, but family, that’s painful.”

She honestly didn’t know what to tell him as to what he should do. She was a lot more understanding than most people given what she was and what she knew about the world, but humans were fickle beings and often panicked instead of thinking clearly. “Well it felt a little bit better telling me right? You know these people more than I do, do you think any of them could handle it if you told them?”

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"I know. And that's mostly my fault. They are ready to lock me away and take over. Everything is gonna turn to shit real quick. That's why I stay quiet most days. They don't trust nothing I say. Hell, even my own son agrees with them that I shouldn't be leader anymore." That hurt him more than anything. The fact that his own flesh and blood didn't trust him.

"Not really sure what I'm supposed to do now. Do I stay silent? Or tell'em the truth so they can distrust me even further? I don't know anymore."

“Growin’ up ‘round here, I guess I just kinda got used to it.” He answers. “Spent many summers out in the hottest parts of the day patrolling the streets of King’s County as Deputy Sheriff. Me and my partner that is.” He goes quiet for a moment thinking about Shane. And felt super glad he wasn’t seeing him like he’d been seeing Lori. Bit of a different situation there. He’d been acting in self defense at that point and saving himself and the group from his friend who had become a danger to himself and everyone else.

“Mhmm, my day was alright. Quiet. How was yours?” He asks looking out into the darkness once more.

Turning her eyes back to Rick when he once more mentioned that partner of his, Kyleigh wondered if he was seeing him too. She hadn’t yet told that to anyone else, but she had seen members of the council still watching him and she hated the fact that they felt it was necessary to treat him like a child. The poor man was under a lot of pressure and had just lost his wife, give him a little breathing room for crying out loud. Snapping out her thoughts when he asked her how her day was, she shrugged and started to pick at a rip in her jeans.

“Kind of boring, but that’s the norm these days. Feels like everyone is walking on eggshells around here. It’s like they’re afraid to approach you or something, but they have no problem talking about you when you’re not around. Thought that shit went out when the world did, but people will always be people I guess.” She hadn’t meant to rant to him but it was something that had been on her mind since that morning and it was nice to have someone that would listen.

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30 DAYS OF NEGAN ∟ Day 2: Your favorite Negan quote

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"Arthur never did play well with others as a lad. Mostly because he was different than them. But also because they didn't know how to handle his abilities, how to handle his personality or his super human strength." Tom chuckles. "Hes turned into a fine young man. People skills are something he hasn't much worked on."

"Gee thanks pop." Arthur rubs his neck and looks around. "That spoiled ass Billionaire Bitch Boy just rubs me the wrong way. He thinks he owns the world because he can pay for it. I hate douch bags like that."

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Arthur decided today would be as good a day as any to step away from Altlantis for a breather. His mother was back from hiding now and it would be fair for him to disappear for a little while.

"Arthur, you know it does no good for you to just run away like this. You're the King now and you have responsibilities." His mother scolds him in the background as he stares out the window of the castle. "Arthur?"

"Sorry mother. I'm distracted. I have a lot going on right now. Still trying to get used to things around here. I promise I won't be long. I just need some more time on the surface world to get my head together. You understand? I would like to speak to father as well."

"I understand Arthur. I will hold down the fort until you return. Just don't take too long to come back to me." She smiles.

Arthur smiles, taking off out the castle and shooting up through the water towards the surface world. He would pop up on the dock where his father usually sat to have a drink and look out at the water.

His friend Tara was there also, checking up on the old man from time to time making sure he was well taken care of.