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I promise the noise this person makes as they fly past me into the abyss is worth turning your sound on for

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christian colomer

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Negan & Lucille❤️

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MAKE ME CHOOSE Jeffrey Dean Morgan Edition

Negan or Denny Duquette

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JEFFREY DEAN MORGAN as Luke Vaughn Heist (2015) - dir. Scott Mann

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Writing about a child rapist did not make Vladimir Nabokov a child rapist.

Writing about an authoritarian theocracy did not make Margaret Atwood an authoritarian theocrat.

Writing about adultery did not make Leo Tolstoy an adulterer.

Writing about a ghost did not make Toni Morrison a ghost.

Writing about a murderer did not make Fyodor Dostoevsky a murderer.

Writing about a teenage addict did not make Isabel Allende a teenage addict.

Writing about dragons and ice zombies did not make George R.R. Martin either of those things.

Writing about rich heiresses, socially awkward bachelors, and cougar widows did not make Jane Austen any of those things.

Writing about people who can control earthquakes did not make N.K. Jemisin able to control earthquakes.

Writing about your favorite characters and/or ships in situations that you choose does not make you a bad person.

It’s a shame that in this day and age these things need to be said.

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can we chat real quick about how its not so subtly ableist to expect people to constantly be writing here?  mental health / chronic illness / neurodivergencies / etc.  all mean that some people are already exhausted and worn down by the time they log on to attempt writing… and they might not be able to scrounge up enough brainpower to manage much, if anything, some days. demanding that they push themselves, and telling them they NEED to be writing, is just adding onto an already existing pile of issues they’re contending with, so maybe…. don’t.  just a thought. 

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THE WALKING DEAD My Top 10 Favorite Characters (insp.) 

Honorable Mentions: Princess, Abraham, Aaron, Yumiko, Shane and Lydia. 

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Munday Meme Part 1 Send a Symbol

😀 ; Do you enjoy your interactions and rp community?

😁 ; Have you made any friends since creating your blog? 

😅 ; Have you ever done something embarrassing or made any mistakes that you can’t forget about? 

😉 ; Are there any ships for your muse that you enjoy, or ships that you would like to see happen? 

😳 ; What is something or someone you have always wanted to write with? i.e. a particular plot, a character, etc.

🙄 ; What are your biggest pet peeves when it comes to tumblr? 

😠 ; Is there anything you dislike about your muse? 

☹️ ; Do you have any insecurities about writing and/or interacting with other people?

😮 ; What is your favourite thing about your muse?

😍 ; Is there anyone who inspires you or that you look up to? 

😴 ; What time of day are you more inclined to write? 

😂 ; What are some similarities between you and your muse?

🤔 ; What are some differences between you and your muse?

🐶 ; Do you have any pets?

🐱 ; Are there any pets you wish you could have?

🐼 ; What are some of your favourite hobbies?

🦁 ; What is your current big obsession? 

🌸 ; Have you ever met an rp partner in real life? Would you like to?

📱 ; Are you open for sharing social media with your rp partners? i.e. Skype, Discord, Messenger, etc?

❤️ ; Are you currently single or in a relationship?

👀 ; Askers Choice.

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@wrathfulmercy​ continued from here

Right... of course Rick hesitated. It was probably for the best anyway; too much had happened, years had passed and he'd been a fool to think that offering Rick some help would change anything, even if he only meant well with it. Wishful thinking that was... stupid.

You'd think he'd learned by now not to hope for good things to come his way.

Swallowing thickly Negan cast his gaze to the ground and breathed a barely audible sigh, resigning himself to the fact that this was just the way things were, and he had no one to blame for it but himself-

“Okay.”

That one word was enough for Negan's head to snap back up, eyes widening in slight disbelief and for a moment he wasn't sure if he'd heard Rick correctly, or if it was just his brain playing tricks on him and making him hear what he wanted to hear. Rick sure as hell didn't look like he was agreeable to this, the frown on his face spoke volumes... but no... yes, he meant it.

Huffing in relief Negan felt a smile, a real smile, push the corners of his mouth up and he nodded, quickly turning around to open the storage compartment of his bike to remove the spare helmet he kept there.

“Yes, sir.” he grinned as he turned to face his approaching ex. Yes of course of course, no games whatsoever. “Loud and clear.” The helmet was all but yanked out of his fingers and Negan watched as Rick put it on before climbing onto his bike, a strange feeling swirling around in the pit, one he wasn't quite sure he liked or not. He could understand Rick's standoffish attitude and his apparent mood swings, shifting from almost friendly to borderline hostile at the flip of a dime. It was okay, really, forgiveness wasn't easily earned... but against his better judgment, he hoped.

Wordlessly he handed Rick the bouquet to hold, trying not to think about how that would look to bystanders passing them by and reached for his own helmet, putting it on and clasping it in place before pulling the leather gloves over his hands.

“No funny business, I promise.” he assured, swinging his leg over the bike, careful to not kick Rick in the face in the process, and settled down in the seat in front of him. It was strange, despite the bike being a two-seater, he could count on one hand the number of times he'd actually had a passenger. It used to be more common, back in college he and Rick often went on rides on rented bikes and he'd always enjoyed the feeling of strong hands clamping around his waist, holding on for dear life. And sometimes... sometimes those hands would slip a little lower than they were supposed to.

Little chance of that happening now, but still... “Best hold on tight.” he mused, glancing over his shoulder as he flipped the kickstand back with his foot. Didn't mean he wouldn't enjoy this nonetheless.

~*~

The ride to the bank was a short one, barely more than five minutes of weaving through mid afternoon traffic. Stopping in front of the imposing building, Negan was content to wait for Rick here on the curb, taking the bouquet back for the moment while the other finished his business inside the bank. It had been... nice, the feeling of another body pressed close to his back, even though there had been nothing sexual or intimate about it.

You deprived as fuck, man. Sad.

Ugh.

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The next stop was Auntie Isabelle's house, a ten minute detour before he could take Rick back to the flower shop he apparently lived close to.

Negan slowed down as he turned right into the street and leaned forward slightly, peering at the houses up ahead. To be honest, he wasn't even sure if she still lived here, considering he hadn't seen or spoken to her in so long. Maybe she'd moved. That was a real possibility. Hell, she could be dead for all he knew, but just as the thought settled into his brain and worry gnawed at his stomach, he saw it. The various garden gnomes in all shapes and sizes that littered the front yard, colorful wind spinners along the fence while a few wind chimes near the pink front door gently swayed on the breeze, softly clinking against each other.

It hadn't changed one bit, it was exactly like how he remembered.

Bringing the bike to a halt in front of the gate Negan reached up to flip open his visor, pushed the kickstand in place and rose up from his seat to get off. “Won't be long, just gonna drop it off.” he said as he took the bouquet back, and breathed in deeply.

Yeah, that was the plan. Walk up to the door, place the bouquet down on the doormat, ring the bell and get the fuck out and away before Auntie could answer the door because truth be told, despite it all he didn't actually want to talk to her. She'd ask questions, questions he wouldn't want to answer. She would ask him to stay.

Nope. He was just gonna do this and leave. Easy right?

Still it was impossible to ignore the sharp pang of nervosity he felt, his heart loudly beating away in his chest as he pushed open the gate as gently as he could to keep the old hinges from creaking too harshly and quickly made his way down the short cobblestone path and up the steps, reaching out to ring the doorbell with a hand that shook-

And nearly jumped out of his skin as the front door suddenly opened and a loud voice screeched “Neegy!!!”

Oh shit!

Frozen in place, his feet wouldn't move while his mind frantically screamed at him to run, watching as a pair of hands adorned with many rings reached for his face to tug him down. Auntie Isabelle was a good head and a half shorter than him, maybe even more, and with his brain still trying to catch up Negan didn't resist as he was pulled down and she planted one, two, three kisses on his cheeks, brightly smiling up at him. Were those tears he saw shining in her eyes. Shiiiiiiiiiit. This wasn't part of the plan!

“Good lord, I haven't seen you in so long! Where have you been? How are you?”

Yeah, fuck that. Not answering that one. “Uh... happy birthday. I was in the neighborhood.” he muttered, shifting the bouquet in his hands to draw attention to it and gratefully rose up to his full length when she let go of his face to look at the flowers he'd gotten her.

“You remembered! Oh these are beautiful, Neegy. Thank you. Won't you come in, I've been baking and cooking all day.”

Nooooooooooo! “I can't, sorry.” Pointing over his shoulder he forced an apologetic smile, secretly relieved that he had a legit excuse for refusing her offer, as much as it pained him to disappoint her. “I promised I would take him home.”

Isabelle turned to follow Negan's gaze, a soft smile settling on her face when she spotted Rick still seated on the bike, and she nodded. “Of course.” Honestly she wasn't surprised by his answer. The whole family knew about the difficult troubles Negan had struggled with ever since he'd come home from his time in the army, and how he had left and seemingly disappeared, breaking off all contact with everyone. This was the first time anyone had heard of Negan in years, and the fact he'd come to seek her out on her birthday just to give her a gift, even if he wasn't planning on staying, filled her with so much relief and warm happiness she couldn't make herself to push and ask him to stay anyway.

He looked good, thinner than she would've liked to see but otherwise healthy, even though he seemed more nervous than expected... she remembered how he always used to walk around with such a confident strut, ready to face the whole world... and now he looked like he wanted to sink into the ground and be invisible.

Mind made up she took the beautiful bouquet from her nephew and stepped back, “Wait here, I'll be right back.” and quickly disappeared into her house, leaving the door wide open.

Negan blinked, confused, and shot Rick an uncertain stare of his shoulder with a shrug. Isabelle returned mere moments later, holding a square tupperware container which she pushed into his gloved hands with a bright smile. “Here. I remember my red velvet cake was your favorite. Two pieces for you to share with your friend.”

Fuck. Staring down at the container he held Negan felt his throat close up and exhaled with a shaky breath, eyes beginning to sting before he leaned down and wrapped his hands around his aunt. “Thank you.”

She patted his back, biting back her own tears and didn't fight him when he pulled back after only a few seconds. “You be well, Negan. You're always welcome here. Thank you for the flowers. And... try to give your mother a call if you can, okay? She worries and misses you.”

Negan managed a small nod and turned around, clutching the tupperware box close to his chest as he walked down the path and closed the gate behind her. His mind still reeled, still not sure if this had been a mistake or not, and wordlessly handed the box over to Rick.

Slipping back onto his bike and flipping the visor down he glanced to the side, seeing his aunt still standing in the doorway, watching and waving at them with a small sad smile. Kickstand pushed back the engine roared to life beneath them both and Negan turned them away from the curb and sped away, back towards the store.

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Espresso - What motivates you to work hard? Dr Pepper – Which habit are you proudest of breaking? Mango Milkshake - If you could live in another century, what would it be? Oolong - What did you want to be when you were small?

Drinks Ask Game

Espresso - What motivates you to work hard?

- Really depends on what it is I'm working on. Not an easy question to answer.

Dr Pepper – Which habit are you proudest of breaking?

- To not be so hard on myself. I've struggled with mental disabilities all my life and most of them went undiagnosed until the age of 25, or were diagnosed as something else, meaning that the treatment that followed usually didn't do much for actually help.

I've always felt that I missed out on so many opportunities in life to do the things I wanted to do because I felt I couldn't, because all of my energy was put into making it through school, internships and jobs, leaving little room for anything else, like travel (not that I didn't, just very very little and never far).

I didn't know what was 'wrong' with me and always felt I should be able to do what everyone else around me did, and I didn't understand why it was always so much harder for me or why it caused so much stress and anxiety.

But then I finally got the right diagnoses, got the help and support and understanding I really needed, made the necessary changes in my life and the last 6 years have been mostly good. I made a lot of improvements in my life.

I've learned to accept that this is just the way it is, these disabilities aren't gonna go away and that is okay. And while it still saddens me at times that simple things that other people barely sweat about, are huge obstacles for me... it doesn't mean I can't do it.

I can. I may need help with it and it's gonna ask a lot of me, but I can do it and that's something I really needed to give myself time to believe.

Mango Milkshake - If you could live in another century, what would it be?

- Even though I would probably die of disease or in childbirth or whatever, I've always had a fascination with the Wild West. I dunno where my fascination for it comes from, it started when I was 3 years old (the first drawings I ever made were cowboys and horses) but yeah.

That's why I love Red Dead Redemption 2 so much, and why I am so fond of the Wild West Regan RP I'm doing. Outlaws for life!

Oolong - What did you want to be when you were small?

- A paleontologist. I'm still fascinated by it, but if it was actually a possibility for me to pursue a career in a similar field, I'd go the archeology route instead. Ancient cultures are just so interesting!!! History is awesome! And I could still dig up bones lol.

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JEFFREY DEAN MORGAN as Negan The Walking Dead: Season 6, Episode 16 - Last Day on Earth

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Mountain Dew, Banana Milkshake, Latte, Cappuccino, White Tea, Schweppes, Grapefruit Juice

Drinks Ask Game

Mountain Dew - Have your ever disliked something and then changed your mind?

- Yeah, back when I was 10 or 11 when Pokemon was the Big New Popular Thing here, my grandma bought me this Pokemon magazine and in it was a two page article on another anime (Dragonball Z) that was scheduled to air on TV soon. And just looking at that article and seeing the screenshots used to fill me with so much hatred 😂 It was the art style, I thought it was so incredibly fucking stupid looking and I hated it so much. It got even worse when the commercials started airing.

Joke's on me though, I ended up giving it a go out of morbid curiosity and got hooked so bad after only watching one episode, and now 25 years later I still like it. I could talk about Saiyans and all of my headcanon on them aaaallllll day!!!

Banana Milkshake - What “Old Person” things do you do?

- I have no idea if this counts as an old person thing, but when I go to bed and get comfy, I read a book for about 30 minutes. You couldn't catch me doing this 6 years ago.

Latte - What did you think was cool then, when you were a kid but isn’t cool now?

- This is super cringe: my RP buddy, way back in the mid 2000s when I only wrote OCs, we had this story that took place in hell, with demons and such and copious amounts of 'yaoi' and 'bishonen characters'. The world was pretty fleshed out and one of my main characters was the devil... so we joked with each other that we - because our devil character looked like a hot anime dude with wings and he was our favorite - were devil worshipers. Yeah I know. Stupid. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Either way, one day she visited me and we went to this small bookstore in town, run by this old lady, and we went in to ask if she had any books about, you guessed it, satanism. We meant it as a joke, dumb as shit as we were, but of course she didn't think it was funny and chased us out. And that's when I kinda realized that it really wasn't funny at all.

I lost contact with that friend about a year later for different reasons, and while I don't want to put all the blame on her because the devil character was my design and idea and was mostly written by me, she was very anti-Christianity and I think I was pretty influenced by her at the time because I looked up to her a lot (she was like 7 years older than me and super cool in my eyes).

So yeah. Big Yikes. I feel like a dodged a bullet when we stopped being friends.

Cappuccino – You only get 3 words to describe yourself – what are they?

- Creative, loyal, shy

White Tea - What’s one thing that can instantly make your day better?

- Getting to sit down, relax and finally talk to my friends, especially after a long day T^T

Schweppes – What do you wish you were really good at?

- Being naturally confident. Most of the time my confidence is completely faked but I wish I could just... go and do the things I wanna do, meet people and go places I've never been before without my own anxiety-ridden brain holding me back all the time.

Grapefruit Juice - When you have 30 minutes of free-time, how do you pass the time?

- Youtube and Reddit

@wrathfulmercy thanks bae <3

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🥤🥂Drinks ask game (reblog if you want your followers to ask you anything)

Espresso - What motivates you to work hard?

Oolong - What did you want to be when you were small?

Mountain Dew - Have your ever disliked something and then changed your mind?

Banana Milkshake - What “Old Person” things do you do?

Black tea - Do you sleep with a top sheet? Why or why not?

Latte - What did you think was cool then, when you were a kid but isn’t cool now?

Coca-Cola - How long would you last in a Zombie Apocalypse?

Mango Milkshake - If you could live in another century, what would it be?

Cappuccino – You only get 3 words to describe yourself – what are they?

Dr Pepper – Which habit are you proudest of breaking?

White Tea - What’s one thing that can instantly make your day better?

Apple Juice – If your life was a movie, what would it be called?

Mocha - What’s your favorite sleeping position?

Schweppes – What do you wish you were really good at?

Chocolate Milkshake - If you could ask advice from any book character, who would it be?

Orange Juice – What is your favourite item of clothing?

Flat White - Which of your personality traits has been the most useful?

Sprite – What’s the most spontaneous thing you’ve ever done?

Red Bull - If you had a theme song, what would it be?

Nutella Milkshake - The house is on fire, but everyone is safely out, the pets are safely out, and all wallets/cash are saved. If you could make one last dash to get something, what would it be?

Irish Coffee – What is your least favourite thing about your best friend?

Grapefruit Juice - When you have 30 minutes of free-time, how do you pass the time?

Water - What is the silliest thing you have heard people say about you?

Pepsi – What is your worst childhood memory?

Cherry Milkshake - What cartoon do you still like to watch?

Carrot Juice - Remember one of the dumbest things you’ve ever done

Cold Brew - Using one word, how would you describe your family?

Mirinda - What food combination do you want to ban?

Hot Chocolate - What would be the absolute worst name you could give your child?

Milk - What Simpsons character are you?

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BROKEBACK MOUNTAIN (2007) dir. ang lee

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Jeffrey Dean Morgan + Tumblr Tags 

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I don’t know where I got this from but enjoy the cuteness anyways.