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4.15 x 1.05

< I will argue with your granny that this is where he fell for her btw >

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you'll forever be a cringey immature straight girl no matter if you call yourself a he or a xim or a identify as a table leg, no matter how many bone-eroding cross-sex hormones you take or whether you amputate or boobs or not. biologicallly you will always be a female heterosexual since that's what you were born as. neuroscience proves that heteros aka opposite-sex attracted people have distinct brain phenotypes from gay people, regardless of if they identify as trans or not. heterosexual aka male-attracted 'transmen' have the same brain chemistry as any normie het woman, proving both that sexuality is only determined by sex and that transness isn't innate the way homosexuality is. you can larp as whatever, call neuroscience and basic knowledge on sexuality 'stinky doo doo opinions' like a petulant child who just realized santa isn't real. the only thing you're doing is embarrassing yourselves in front of anyone with the slightest cerebral functionality because you're mad we're calling out your gay-fetishizing homophobic anti-scientific bs for what it is unlike the tras who pretend to see you as 'gay' 'men' because they feel sorry for your mentally ill ass and your internalized misogyny. sure you het women will never be in an equal relationship with a male because straight men see you as throwaway sex toys and free domestic servants but this isn't an excuse for you to fetishize gay men and pretend to be them, certainly not an excuse to expect them to go along with the charade and put up with you het weirdos preying on them. het males aren't dumb when it comes to manipulating women for easy p*ssy which is why they're already on grindr with your het ass, pretending to be QWeEr and non-binary to get that mentally ill gullible cooch. no actual gay male will look at you and have any other emotion aside from anger and pitiful laughter. even if you 'pass' completely, they'll be disgusted after learning you have female genitalia and lose any attraction they may have had because het sex is abnormal and undesirable to gay people, not falling for and not wanting to fuck the opposite sex is the literal essence of our sexuality which you are diametrically opposed to. you'll just rub your nub away to yaoi like any other fujo who is either an ugly woman or understandably disillusioned with men but the only outcome is that you'll be a bitter p0rn sick lonely coomer just like those crusty basement-dwelling straight men who can't get laid. the worst part is that nearly any het woman like you can get laid, that's no achievement, het men will even pretend to be bi or gay to use you as a fleshlight but no gay male will ever want your musty homophobic vag, they want none at all and deep down you know it. that you'll never be loved and wanted by a gay man, that you'll never be seen as gay or male by anyone. you'll never know the ultimate compatibility and sublime equality that only exists in same-sex love. and now that you've ruined your straight woman privilege, only the most abusive and weird straight men will go after you, whose only purpose is to take advantage of you. what a sad existence, foaming at the mouth at gay people for standing up for ourselves when you fake progressive breeders try to brainwash your fellow homophobes into your heteronormative bioessentialist homophobia, insisting gay people could be bisexually attracted as long as you wear 'boy clothes' and cut your hair off. congrats on alienating the very people you pretend to be, most of us were 'trans allies' just a few years ago before you went full crackhead and started pretending sexuality is based on a made-up gender not biological sex. enjoy withering away in your early menopause knowing no gay person will ever love or desire you, knowing you'll never be us and should be grateful since you couldn’t stand a day of real oppression. choke on as much d*ck as you'd like, it only proves what a wanton female hetero you are and that straight males would stick their d*ck in anyone female

too long didn’t read, i have a girlfriend, i am a woman (sometimes), checkmate fuckwad

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I'm starting to write again!!!! Get excited y'all because I've got angst!! Honestly, I'm just testing out this writing style so lmk if you like this one :)

Gender Neutral Y/N / Angst galore / Rick gets hurt what else is new /

"Rick? Honey, what happened?" I asked, dropping my wine glass on the ground, rushing to wrap an arm around Rick’s trembling body, struggling to support his weight as we moved toward the house. Even with my support, Rick collapsed onto the porch floor. "Daryl! Glenn!" I screamed, my voice shaking as blood pulsed from Rick’s side in steady, alarming bursts. Daryl ran over in an instant, his steps heavy and urgent as he rushed over, lifting Rick like he weighed nothing. I held onto Rick’s limp body with one hand, the other trembling as it clung to the porch railing. Every second felt like an eternity, a cruel countdown as his blood soaked my fingers.

"Wha’ happened to him?" Daryl asked once Rick was settled on the couch. Rick drifted in and out of consciousness, his face pale, as I gently brushed his hair back.

"I don’t know... I just saw him limping toward the house. I was having a drink, and then…" I trailed off, tears blurring my vision as I watched Daryl carefully clean the wound. "Is he…?"

"Nah, he’s tough. He’ll pull through," Daryl assured me, his voice steady. “I’ll get Hershel to come check him." He gave me a worried look. "You a’right? Need anythin’?"

I shook my head, resting it gently on Rick’s chest, listening to the faint but reassuring beat of his heart. A few moments later, Daryl returned with Hershel, Maggie, and Glenn, their arms full of medical supplies, ready to help.

As Hershel sat beside Rick, he took a steadying breath before examining the wound, his experienced hands moving carefully. The rest of us watched in tense silence, barely breathing as we waited for some kind of reassurance.

"Looks like he took a deep stab to the side, just missed the vital organs." He cleaned the wound carefully, assessing the damage. "We need to stop the bleeding and stitch the wound." Hershel looked up at Glenn and Daryl. “We need to move him to a flat surface, Maggie, clear the dining room table. Glenn, Daryl, can you carry him?” Daryl nodded at Glenn, each grabbing Rick from opposite ends and carrying him to the table. I followed as the rest of the group moved into the dining room, leaning against the far wall as they all worked to help Rick.

Maggie passed Hershel a bundle of gauze, and he pressed it firmly to Rick’s side. Meanwhile, Glenn hovered nearby, handing over supplies and glancing nervously between Rick and the rest of us.

I couldn’t tear my eyes away from Rick’s face. He looked so different – so vulnerable. His breaths were shallow, each one a slight rasp.Watching him like this, drenched in blood and fading in and out of consciousness, wasn’t new to me, but it still filled me with anxious fear every time. As I squeezed his hand, I could feel the damp warmth of his blood on my fingers, but I didn’t let go. “I’m here, Rick. Stay with me honey…”

"He’ll be alright," Hershel assured me, catching my worried expression. "We’ve got him now."

Daryl placed a reassuring hand on my shoulder, grounding me in the moment. Daryl led me out of the room, sitting next to me on the couch. “He’ll be a’right. Ain’t nobody better than Hershel, y’know that.” Daryl’s hand was firm on my shoulder as he pulled me into a comforting embrace, his steady presence anchoring me as a sob tore through me.

As Hershel continued his work, the room filled with a quiet, tense determination. Maggie and Glenn stayed close, ready to help, and Daryl kept a watchful eye on me, making sure I was alright.

The night outside was thick with silence, a heavy stillness broken only by the soft rustle of leaves as they fell to the ground. In the streets of Alexandria, the distant shuffle of footsteps echoed like a quiet promise, a subtle yet comforting reminder that, for now, we were safe from any further harm. The minutes stretched on as Hershel carefully stitched the wound, the needle biting through skin with a steady rhythm. Each tug of thread felt like an eternity, but his hands never faltered.

After what felt like hours, Hershel finally finished. He sat back in the nearest chair, wiping his brow. As soon as Hershel was finished, I rushed to Rick’s side, holding his blood-soaked hand in mine. Hershel placed a comforting hand on my shoulder before speaking softly. "Now he just needs rest, and lots of it."

Relief washed over me, mingling with the exhaustion that had settled into my body. I rested my head gently on Rick's shoulder, feeling the rise and fall of his chest, steady now.

"Thank you, Hershel," I whispered, my voice thick with gratitude.

"We’re family. We look out for each other," Hershel replied quietly, looking down at me with worry in his eyes.

As the others began to clear away the supplies, I stayed close, watching over Rick, listening to the quiet rhythm of his breathing, a precious reminder that he was still here with us.

“Do you want us to stay?” Maggie asked, kneeling next to me. I shook my head, wiping a tear away from my cheek. “Glenn and I are next door if you need us, and Dad is right down the road. Don’t hesitate, okay?” I nodded, quickly hugging Maggie as the others started to leave. 

“Thank you, for everything. I don’t know what I would have done if…” I trailed off, tears streaming down my face.

“Hey, don’t you start thinking like that. He’s safe. He’s home. By the looks of it, he should be up and walking within the next few days.” I nodded, resting my head on Maggie’s shoulder. “Let me know when he wakes up and I’ll come check on him, alright? Try and get some rest, please?” I nodded, a tear falling down my face. Maggie stood, her hand lingering on my shoulder for a moment before she left.

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hey guys i’m back (i think) i’ve been going through some good and bad shit but i’m okay! i’m gonna try to be more active from here on, I missed everyone!!

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Castiel: Synonyms are weird because if you invite someone to your cottage in the forest, that sounds nice. But apparently, if I invite you to a cabin in the woods, that means you're going to die

Dean: My favourite is explaining the difference between a butt dial and a booty call

Sam: It's called connotations

Gabriel: What about, "forgive me father, I have sinned" and "sorry daddy, I've been naughty"

Sam: Great news! Language has now been banned!

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When god closes a door I shove my sword through the gap at the bottom and swipe at his ankles

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JEFFREY DEAN MORGAN The Resident (2011) dir. Antti Jokinen

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homelander when sage speaks

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WAKE UP BUTCHLANDER NATION!!!!!! NEW DOMESTIC PICS JUST DROPPED 🔥🔥😔✊✊🫡🫡🙏‼️‼️

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I'm literally going to violently masturbate explode

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hate whenever mfs in horror media are like “what was that noise…” bro you and i both know its creatures

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Would you write dominant reader x Negan? Sorry if that's weird, I don't really talk about this stuff often.

YES, I'm gonna dom negan so hard rn you have no idea babes

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Would you write for the walking dead. I don't really care about lore or character accuracy since i don't know much about the show.

YES!! Please send me requests for twd I am feral for every man and woman on that show (i’m only on season 7 tho sorry babes)

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Are you comfortable writing character x reader stuff? Or do you just write character x character content? Would you write crossovers?

I’d totally write for reader! And it kind of depends on the characters for crossovers ig?? but i’m totally willing to try!

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Not me explaining that here on Tumblr tits is a gender neutral term for big chests unless the person has said they don't like it

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Intro Post

Hi, I’m Andi! This is my main blog, my side blog is @ivegotatasteforyou where I post about music and weirdo goth stuff. 

I’m 20 years old, my pronouns are she/he/they, and I mostly post about The Boys, Supernatural, Hannibal (HEU), TWD, and occasionally any other weird shows I’m into. If you’re into that too, you should stick around!

I take requests for writing in my ask box if you’re interested! I love writing and I need inspo so if you want something written, send me an ask! I’ll write for any ship/character as long as I know them and feel like I can do them justice lol. 

Do NOT Interact: Pedos, racists, bigots, transphobes, homophobes, the bad kind of freaks

Do Interact: The good kind of freaks, gay people, lgbtqia+ baddies, anyone who is attracted to middle aged men (that’s pretty much all you’ll find here, sorry babes)

Here's my dumb face for anyone whose curious!

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why you sit so far away from me?