#ftwd thoughts

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FTWD Thoughts {Troy & Serena}

So I'm doing some edits and I needed to find a certain scene of FTWD season 8b, and I had to go through the 10th episode of season 8 and I realized the person on the opening scene??

It's SERENA not Alicia!!! That's the walker version of Serena ya'll. Cause Alicia has the fake arm, Serena doesn't also the other walkers? That's Serena in the field of walkers

WHICH MEANS both Troy and Serena were in an opening title sequence!! Idk that just makes me happy

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Am I just really tired or does this remind me of Troy and Jake Otto?

Troy is Loki obviously, and Jake is the tired older brother who really wants his brother to stop killing things

No? Just Me?

Thor trying to teach his murderbro some manners.

[hellh0use]

just wrote a scene where Troy takes Nick on the forest floor, one hand squeezing his throat and the other firmly clasped over his mouth, telling him you'll attract the dead, Nicky, be quiet or I'll stop while fucking him into the ground and and and

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30-Day Tatort Saarbrücken Challenge: ↳ Day 21: Crossover:

for some reason my otps keep hallucinating each other in some way?? so i made a compilation:

(also why the fuck do Trick and Hörk have so many random parallels?? like they are so different and yet-)

[lheautontimoroumenos]

Hello? You sent this to the wrong address. My brother / is still alive. Still dead. Was brought back

Alicia Clark & Nick Clark in Fear the Walking Dead + Song of the Insensible by Andrew Kozma

[ourg0dsal]

I love Zombie shows with my whole heart but god damn do the first episodes always piss me off, cause every character has a bad case of dumb bitch disease©️.

Like you just watched your son run over a man TWICE and he still didn't die, you are trying to actively leave the city to avoid the oncoming apocalypse, AND YET, you see your boss covered in blood and growling and it can't possibly be the same for him right?

Anyways enjoying Fear The Walking Dead so far.

[eeepgrove]

Sometimes you need a crazy mf around to remind yourself you’re sane…..

[korkiekenobiconfirmed]

idk if it's just the fact that daniel sharman could have sexual tension with a brick wall or what, but the sheer number of scenes where troy's looking at nick like he's two seconds away from risking it all...

[alicentflorent]

FTWDs final season could have been so much better if it was revealed that Troy was running padre and controlling madison (as revenge) this whole time. He knew enough about nick and Alicia to make madison think padre knew who and where they were this whole time. And here are some other reasons how this storyline would make sense and be more interesting:

- Troy has a military background so him taking over and running a military base makes more sense than two teenagers building it up by themselves because all the adults died.

- taking and training up children to be solidiers also would make a little sense because of his own fucked up upbringing and the idea he has of the type of people who were made for this world. He would have probably had the same idea as shrike, that the kids stood a better chance at padre than with their “weak” parents. The mother of his child dying for being a good person and not getting to raise their daughter (who would not be named after his abuser) could have also played into this idea of the kids being separated from their good parents.

- shrikes radiation cure experiments: Troy ran walker bite experiments before, just to see how people would turn. So it would also make sense if the work we see shrike doing was something he approved of or an idea he himself came up with. As for shrike, it would make sense that she turned out this way if she’d spent years being mentored by someone like troy otto instead of becoming evil and stealing children just because her dad died.

- the scene where madison smashes the glass to expose “padre” would have been such a good and shocking reveal if it was Troy. Imagine Madison finding out that Troy is not only alive but had been the one running this the whole time!

There’s also a lot of other things I would have done differently for the other characters too and I would have liked Madison to have a little villain era and do some really fucked up shit as she tries to take down Troy and padre. How dark would Madison go? Would she survive with her humanity still intact?

I know I’m just talking into the void here because no one care about this shitshow but I just hate it when shows have a plot that could have been good, maybe even great but then completely miss the mark and fans come with better theories and ideas with minimal effort and thought.

[noemitenshi]

Biblical

A Troy Otto x OC Story

Summary: Troy encounters the stranges thing during his exile - a kid that isn't just completely defenseless against the walkers - they don't even seem to know what they are.

Or maybe it's not a kid at all.

Chapter 1 - A strange thing indeed

Troy hadn’t been sleeping. He couldn’t, couldn’t stop now, couldn’t rest now. Now that he’d started to herd the infected. They were stupid little fuckers, needed constant stimuli or they’d disperse again. He’d learned that the hard way, had cost him half a day of work. So now the only thing he was focusing on was this; leading the horde. Growing the horde.

He just had to keep walking, keep leading. No thirst, no hunger, no tiredness stopping him now. Because once the horde got big enough, there would be no stopping them. Oh, it was going to be… biblical.

And again he put the weapon stock against his shoulder, took a moment to enjoy that feeling, his finger on the trigger, the comfortable weight of the weapon in his hands before he pulled the trigger, the sound, the kickback, all of it traveling through his body in that indescribable way. Weirdly enough, those were the only seconds of true peace he now knew.

When he opened his eyes again, something in his periphery caught them and he stopped dead in his tracks. Stopped completely confounded because he thought he might’ve misinterpreted what he was seeing. But no, farther away, not yet part of the horde (but soon, soon!) there was a small group of infected – and right in the middle of it sat someone. As Troy turned to get a better look, he could tell that it was very much not an infected. It was someone terrified by the looks of it. Huddled on the ground, hands on ears, and, Troy couldn’t be sure of course, but he wouldn’t be surprised to know that the eyes were closed.

What idiot didn’t fight back against the infected?! They’d get torn to pieces like that!

Just then Troy had the horrifying realization – the insurmountable fear – that this could well be a child. A child, all alone out here!

The second he’d thought that his body was already moving, running towards the child – he had to be careful though as he was moving partly through the horde – had to make sure not to make too much noise, had to cut down infected right in front of him. And he wasn’t even feeling a pang of regret as he did, as he saw them falling, part of his work destroyed.

No, suddenly the only thing that mattered was reaching that child in that group of infected. The child who was mumbling terrified things, voice coming out almost inaudible and gasping. The child’s eyes were almost hidden by dark locks, but Troy could still tell they were closed just as he’d had predicted and tears were streaming down those dark cheeks.

As he came closer, he started to doubt that it was a child, after all. Though it was incredible hard to tell how old the kid was. Not a small child, as he’d feared at first, that much was clear. But whether the kid was fifteen or twenty-five, Troy could not say. And somehow he had the sudden, deep-seated sense that neither was right.

No matter, he wasn’t about to let the kid – helpless, confused, terrified as he was – she was? (Troy couldn’t tell the gender either) – be torn apart right in front of him. The kid wasn’t in any condition to fight, wasn’t even running. And even though Troy might’ve argued that getting eaten in this situation was just evolution at play, seeing it, being right there in front of it, he could not just stand by and watch it happen to someone that defenseless, that scared.

Snarling at himself he started cutting down the infected one by one, making quick work of them.

He expected the kid to calm down, to realize that they weren’t alone anymore, weren’t in danger anymore but they were still in the same position, still gasping fearful sounds even as Troy stuck his knife into the last infected’s head.

As the infected fell, Troy just stood there, undecided. The obligation he felt towards the kid not in the least bit abated but – shit, what could he even offer them!? He couldn’t take care of himself right now, how was he supposed to make sure the kid was alright?!

But leaving them here would guarantee their death.

And try as he might to tell himself this wasn’t his responsibility, he could not make himself leave. In the face of such need, he could not leave. Could not get back to herding the infected again, not when he knew the kid would be torn limb from limb without his protection. It was only a matter of time. They would not survive out here. That much was clear. Not even the day, Troy wagered.

The kid that was still sitting there on the ground, trembling, silent tears streaming down their cheeks, arms clasped tightly around themselves.

Troy’s heart gave a pang he wasn’t comfortable examining closer (that pose being something all too familiar) and so he walked closer to the kid, crouched down in front oh them, whispering a quiet

“Hey.”

The kid was still mumbling in that fearful tone – and Troy could only make out a few things that didn’t make much sense to him.

“...so cold… can’t see, why… it’s too – much… I can’t, I can’t… I… don’t understand…”

Troy carefully put a hand on the kid’s shoulder, trying to get their attention, another soft “hey” accompanying his action. The kid flinched and shivered, as if trying to shake Troy off – but their eyes opened, two deep-brown frightened things and they jumped around.

“It’s ok,” Troy said slowly, feeling completely out of his depth, “They’re gone now, they can’t hurt you anymore—you’re not, are you?”

He’d be stupid not to ask though he grimaced, imagining what he’d had to do if the kid said ‘yes’. But the kid just continued to look frantically around.

“Hey, did you hear me?” Troy asked, sharper now.

“I don’t… don’t feel good… Everything’s so…” The kid broke off with a violent shudder.

“You’re sitting in infected guts,” Troy said without much empathy, “You should get out of there.”

For a moment nothing happened. Then the kid tried to stand – struggled to stand. It worried Troy instantaneously.

“Hey, you sure you aren’t hurt? Did they get you?”

“...n-no.” The kid shook their head and stood finally – still wobbly on his their legs. Even now Troy couldn’t tell their age nor gender. The kid was shorter than himself, the clothes on their back ill-fitting. Too big. It made the kid look even more lost – and so young. Or was it the fact that they weren’t moving from the spot. As if they had trouble holding their balance. Troy’s brows furrowed just as he thought that and he turned around to leave. But before he’d fully turned he stopped and threw an impatient,

“You coming or what?” over his shoulder.

“Coming… where?”

Troy shrugged with just his face before he answered,

“Away from here.” Then his lips curved into that half-snarl, half-smile he did whenever he was scoffing at himself and he added, “To safety.” Safety. The ranch used to be safety. The ranch he was exiled from. But still the kid took a wobbly step towards him, convinced it seemed, and Troy turned back to fully face him as he said,

“I’m Troy.”

The kid stopped walking (or trying to walk – at least that was what it looked like to Troy) and Troy felt something shift, something in the air maybe or… he couldn’t quite place it. But it felt quite profound. And then the kid was looking directly at him. Staring at him, those brown eyes focused in a way they hadn’t been before, no fear remaining.

Normally, Troy had no problem with people staring at him. In most cases he actually provoked it himself just so he could revel in it but... this stare, the way the kid was looking at him, that was different to anything he had ever experienced.

It was the most penetrating stare he’d ever seen; he felt almost like the kid was looking deep into him, into his soul, leaving no secret unturned and it made him feel utterly uncomfortable.

Just as suddenly, the stare vanished and the kid told him with strangely kind smile,

“Yes you are.”

What??

Troy had to shake his head, absolutely flummoxed by that reply. What did that even mean – yes you are? How would the kid even know if he was or wasn’t Troy??

“N-no…” he said slowly, at a loss of how to reply to that, “I meant… who are you?”

“I’m angel!” the kid said with a suddenly enthusiastic smile.

Angel. Troy almost laughed at the absurdity of that whole interaction, did very much not listen to that little voice in his head that whispered that the kid being just that would explain a lot of their behavior. He’d been out here too long, had been without sleep too long if he was thinking things like that.

“Come on, Angel,” he said with a head-tilt.

“What do you plan on doing now?” Angel asked and Troy didn’t even notice what a strange question this was to ask of someone they’d just met, didn’t realize how the truth just spilled out of him – no walls, no filters.

“I…” he shrugged a little, “normally I’d take you home. It’s safe there but – I can’t return home.”

“…me neither,” Angel said and Troy felt an eerie bitterness at that.

“Well, we can’t stay here. It’s dangerous with all these infected around.”

“Infected?”

The question startled Troy. Sure, not everyone used the same terms but not knowing at all what he was referring to – that was even stranger than him admitting to his exile so readily. And this time he did notice.

“Those things that attacked you.”

At once he saw the fear returning to Angel’s face.

“They… what are they?” Angel asked in a scared whisper. Much too scared for someone living in the apocalypse, Troy thought. Ah, but maybe they’d been sheltered, same way most of his people – well, not his anymore, he supposed – had been.

“They were human,” Troy explained curtly, “When we die… we now turn into those. No idea why. For some it’s fast, for some slow. But we all turn, in the end.”

“Human?!” Angel exclaimed, horrified. So it was completely news to them. How strange, again.

“Yeah. Let’s go before they turn you, too!” Troy urged with head-tilt towards the approaching horde – which had already shrunk some. He didn’t waste another thought on that though, instead grabbed Angel by the arm and pulled them along, up, up the hill. Only when they reached the top did he stop, sure that Angel needed a break.

“We can rest some here,” he announced, “The infected should disperse soon.” And should any of them make it up here, he could take care of them. He sat down and Angel right next to him, again looking at him with that strangely piercing gaze that felt like Troy could not hide a single thing. He swallowed and suppressed the urge to turn away.

“You need sleep, Troy,” Angel said decisively.

“Huh?” Again Troy was perplexed by the things Angel said, not that it was wrong. But still a strange thing for Angel to notice, he thought.

“Sleep,” Angel said with the sweetest voice and Troy did just that, falling asleep right where he sat.

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OKAY BUT

I want this Troy

To go up against him

And THIS Troy

To go up against him

[butmakeitgayblog]

Spoiler? for fear the walking dead. if you care about that? Alycia did it again 💀 I’m not sure about anything else that happened since she left but apparently her character finally reunited with her mother

Baby I seen, and she looks fine as fuck

I haven't seen exactly what happens entirely cuz people are being slow posting clips but it's fine cuz I'm,,, pretty sure it's offensively nonsensical plot wise anyway, but whew. Damn Alycia, back at it again. Girl will do community service for all the busted ass shows of her past and I suppose I respect that. Loyalty and all that

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Top, Bottom or Switch - Daniel Sharman

Okay so the other day I was thinking (and you know that's never good) about Daniel Sharman's most famous characters and for some reason I have a theory that lots of his characters are bottoms in bed, so you guys will have to suffer my classification! Lorenzo De Medici This is the only character that I think of as a top. He seems like an expert at what he's doing, he always initiates the sexual interactions and he seems like the type of a guy who would come from a work day and be like "here love, let me take care of you for the rest of the night" and besides, he is kind of a hoe and his vibes are dominant.

Kelly Lord he is the type of guy who would be like "I'm an alpha dog bruh" but he is secretly a bottom, but he is the type of bottom that doesn't like to admit that he is a bottom if that makes sense? Like, he would throw in a fit but he would end up being a bottom, he would enjoy it, then feel ashamed or shy about it and he doesn't show this side of him unless he really trusts their partner cause he would be afraid that it would slip and his family would know and make fun of him.

Lancelot Du Lac (The Weeping Monk) Oh he screams bottom. Like, he wouldn't think about taking a sexual partner until he's out of the paladins' reach and when that happens, he would be too overwhelmed by all the decision making and the changes, so he would have a hard time expressing that he wants to be taken care of in the bedroom and that being a bottom gives him a sense of comfort and familiarity, he would even try to fake being a top to his partner just to please them but his partner would eventually figure it out.

Isaac Lahey In my humble opinion, Isaac is a switch. He initiates sexual interactions, he is confident, egoistic and loves the look of pleasure on his partner's face when he is getting it right so he would be a top leaning. However, there are days where his past hunts him and he feels the most vulnerable, on these days, he would prefer to be a bottom and have tender sexual interactions instead.

Troy Otto My man is a bottom and no one can convince me otherwise. He gives off top vibes in life but bottom vibes in bed, he is kinda oblivious when it comes to sexual interactions, his partner would need to initiate them (I have theory that Troy is a virgin, okay?!) and like, he would experiment a little but settle down to enjoying being taking care of in bed because it is such a precious feeling that he rarely gets to experience, to be looked after, loved, treated well, so yeah, he's a bottom.

Anyhooo, thank you for sticking around for my TedTalk! Next Episode: what type of fruit are you based on your favorite Bridgerton quote:'). Also, do you guys have different theories about these characters or different ones?

[aquarian-queen]

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Thoughts on Troy Otto, some Headcanons:

After the initial blow to the head Troy suffers some memory loss which comes back in short flashbacks, resulting in a very mixup up version of events from Broke Jaw.

I also HC that Troy has a personality disorder as as result of his childhood trauma and and such subconsciously changes his behaviour to match people around him he cares about and does not want to be rejected by. When he meets Serena he tries to be a “better man” to earn her love, even accepting her desire to adopt Alicia’s ideology to help people - until it gets her killed and he spirals in a similar way to his psychosis caused by his be old from the ranch in season 3.

Him leading the dead to the ranch in season 3 was definitely the result of a breakdown/psychotic break caused by all his trauma, exhaustion and feelings of abandonment and loss.

Late night conversations with Walker-Serena, Russell is very concerned when he insists on taking baby Tracy to visit her mother.

Russell is secretly in love with Troy - don’t ask why, just a vibe I got 🤷🏻‍♀️

[magicingray]

A weird problem about Tumblr: Getting invested in a fandom before you finish canon-content, and getting so excited about the headcanons of other fans that when you finish the thing you’re disappointed when the director did it wrong.