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[pluralthey]

fuchsia's just a colour ur brain makes up in the absence of green made me think of dupe

all according to keikaku

[dixongrimestrash]

Service

Daryl Dixon/OC

It’s the first time Alexis sees Daryl since he has been taken by Negan while the saviors start to wreck havoc into Alexandria.

Part 1: Last Day On Earth

Part 2: The Day Will Come When You Won’t Be

It’s been a few days now since our encounter with Negan. The mood in Alexandria has shifted, everyone is tense and on edge.

I didn’t like being all alone in the house without Daryl. Waking up in an empty bed made me feel really angry. I was angry at Negan for being such an asshole, I was angry at how everyone is acting like we have to just lay down to them. I was angry at myself for fighting with Daryl before he left that day, not knowing if that was our last conversation kills me.

Today Rosita, Spencer and I wanted to go out and scavenge for the saviors. Rosita drove up to the gate, “Eugene open the gate.”

Eugene was busy working on some sort of radio to even look up at us. “Eugene.” Rosita said more annoyed.

“Yeah?” He asked shyly looking up from his… whatever he was working on.

“Open the gate.” Rosita pointed more annoyed then before.

“We are going out to see if we can find anything for when they come.” Spencer spoke up from the front seat.

“Wanna help?” Eugene looked to the three of us and shook his head.

“I don’t believe I’d be up for that.”

“Yep sounds about right.” Rosita mumbled.

I sat up from the back seat to where Eugene could see me, “it’s fine Eugene.” I said trying to make the poor guy feel better.

“I’m repairing this portable audio system for them, living perfectly music player for when they arrive. I’m doing my part to give them what they want.” None of us responded when we heard the roars of trucks pull up behind the gate.

The three of us got out of the car and walked a little closer. I stood by Spencer and saw Rosita glance back at me. The sound of whistling sounded behind the gate, and we saw a silhouette appear.

The sounds of Lucille hitting the gate made me jump. “Little pig little pig! Let me in!”

Rosita nodded to Spencer and he went over pulling back the chain link revealing Negan himself.

“Who are you?” Spencer asked.

Really Spencer?

“Oh you better be joking!” Negan laughed. “Negan, Lucille I know I made a pretty strong first impression.”

Rick walked past us and over to Spencer and Negan. “Well hello there.” Negan smiled, Rick was holding everything in him back to not kill Negan right then and there. Rosita and I walked closer and that’s when I saw him.

Daryl was standing there in a beige jumpsuit with a big better ‘A’ on the front and back looking beat to hell. I could tell he hasn’t showered, his messy hair almost covered his eyes, his face was bruised and busted up. I don’t even want to know what they have done to him.

“You said a week, you’re early.” Rick said pushing the gate open.

“I missed ya.” Negan smirked.

The growling of a walker made Negan turn around, “Oh Rick, come on out here watch this. Callin it!” Negan swung his bat knocking the walker to the ground. “Ha-Ha! Easy peasy lemon squeezy! Alright everybody let’s get started.”

I looked to Daryl and he looked away from me. My heart broke at the sight of him being physically broken.

“Hey Rick, you see that? What I just did, that is some service! I mean we almost get turned away at the gate.” He pointed to Spencer, “who is that guy anyway?”

“Do I get mad? Do I throw a fit? Do I bash some gingers dome in? Nope! I just took care of one of these dead pricks that could’ve killed one of y'all.” Negan did a sarcastic little bow, “Service.” Negan handed Lucille to Rick and walked past us looking all around at Alexandria.

“Hot diggty dog! This place is magnificent!” Negan smiled. All the saviors piled in and Dwight pushed Daryl right in front of Rosita and I.

Rick looked over to Daryl and took a step toward him, “Daryl, hey-”

“No. Nope, he’s the help. You don’t look at him, you don’t talk to him and I don’t make you chop anything off of him.” Negan said cutting Rick off.

“Same goes for everyone.” He said turning around to me and Rosita. She rolled her eyes and walked past him but I stayed with my arms crossed looking up toward him. “Right?” He asked.

“Why the hell’d you bring him if we can’t even talk to him?” I asked bitterly, I felt a gun pointed to my back but Negan waved them off.

“Oh shit I forgot! You and Daryl were together. What’s your name sweetheart?” He asked leaning down making his face closer to him.

“Alexis.” I answered.

“Well Alexis, I’m gonna put this the nicest way possible. Daryl here, works for me now and what that means is until he wants to man up and become a solider for me he doesn’t get the privilege to speak to anyone here. But you can come back with me if y-”

“No way in hell, just take your shit and go please.” You said cutting him off, Negan smirked and took a step back from you.

“You heard the lady. Arat…” He said looking toward a women in the back.

“Move out!” Yelled the women whom I’m guessing is Arat.

All the saviors started making their way toward town. Negan walked over to Daryl placing his hand on his shoulder which made Daryl flinch. “Now I know why you like her so much. I love a lady who is hot and can take charge.” He smirked looking back at me.

Daryl had his fists clenched and was shaking from anger.

“Well Rick, you gonna show me around or what?” Negan asked, then the two of them started making their way toward town.

I walked back over toward Rosita and Spencer as they were getting into the car. “Hey, I think I’m gonna stay. You guys go and find some stuff, I need to be here if they do anything to Daryl.”

Rosita nodded, “do what you gotta do.”

Dwight approached us and I instantly wanted to punch him in the face. He was wearing Daryl’s vest and had his crossbow slung over his shoulder.

“Rosita! Where are you and your friends going?”

“We were j-”

“You know what? I don’t care.” Dwight said looking at Spencer.

He grabbed Rositas gun and put it in a bag. Then he looked toward me and Spencer and opened the bag up for us to put our guns in. Spencer put his in but I was still glaring at the scard face man.

“C'mon Alexis, don’t make us kill Daryl.” He said motioning toward the bag.

I rolled my eyes and took my gun putting it into the sachal. Dwight then took the rifles out from the back seat of the car.

“Now that that’s all settled. I got a job for ya. Go get me Daryl’s bike.” Dwight said to Rosita.

“It’s not here. You should know.” I said earning a chuckle from him.

“Well you know where it is, so go get it.” He said. Rosita pushed pass him and Spencer walked to the other side getting in a driving off. I looked to Dwight and just shook my head at him.

Once back at my house I saw a bunch of saviors talking all the furniture out from the living room and Daryl and I’s bedroom. I looked down the road saw Daryl, Rick, Father Gaberial and Negan talking in front of another house.

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It seemed like hours watching all the saviors destroy my house. They took our beds, couches, medicine, pretty much everything except the clothes off our backs.

A gun shot a few houses down made me stand up off the curb I was currently sitting on. The sound came from the infirmary and I took off toward the house.

A few saviors had gathered in front of the house as well. My heart was beating out of my chest thinking the worst. What if they hurt Daryl? What if they killed another person?

I saw Rick and Negan walk out of the infirmary and over to Olivia’s house where the armory was.

They started loading all our guns into the back of a van. Daryl hauling guns back and forth. Negan grabbed a hand gun and pointed it at Daryl. My breath hitched and Negan shot above him, hitting the window.

A few moments later Arat pushed Olivia out of the house. They were all talking about something then Olivia started crying. Rick quickly walked over toward me, “get everyone in the church now.”

I nodded and started going by and telling all Alexandrians to go to the church for a meeting.

I sat next to Carl while his dad paced in front of the church. “I thought about hiding some guns. I did before, I figured I could bury some out there maybe we don’t touch them for years. But what if those saviors find those guns? What if we run into them when we have those guns on us? One of us dies.”

Rick stared walking up and down the isle past everyone. “Maybe more then that maybe a lot more. Doesn’t matter how many bullets we have it isn’t enough. They win, it’s that black and white. Hiding a couple of guns isn’t the answer, not anymore. We don’t have to like it, but we need to give them over. Glock 9, and a 22. That’s what they are looking for. Who has it?”

Everyone looked at each other. I wish I had the guns so I could kill Negan myself. But Rick was right, we have to play safe for now.

“If we don’t find them, then they are going to kill Olivia. They’ll do it.” Rick said looking out at all of us.

“Most of you weren’t there, you didn’t have to watch. You can look away now and someone else dies or you can help solve this. We give them what they want, and we live in peace.”

“Say we find the guns.” Eric said standing up behind me. I turned to look at him. “How are we gonna get out of this Rick?”

I turned back around and saw Rick walk toward us, “there is no way out of this. Let me put this all to you as clearly as I can. I’m not in charge anymore, Negan is. Now who has the guns.” I looked to Carl who was just looking at the ground.

“Not everyone’s here.” Eugene mumbled from the back row. I looked around and noticed Rosita, Spencer, and Michonne missing….

I was with Carl while some of the others went looking for the guns in Spencer and Rosita’s house. We were watching a savior talking to Enid about her green balloons.

He dropped them toward the ground and Enid quickly picked them up. Carl looked back at his father who had joined us at watching the scene happening in front of us.

“They’ll be gone soon.”

I followed Rick, Aaron and Gaverial over to Negan. “Whatcha got for me Rick?”

Rick handed over a small bag and Negan opened it revealing the two missing guns. “Well would you look at that. They were here all along. Funny how a little holy shit someone’s gonna die lights a fire under everybody’s ass!”

Negan looked to a relived Olivia, “so tell me Rick, which one of your fine people almost cost Olivia her days?”

“Doesnt matter anymore.”

“No it matters, see you need to get everybody on board or we just go right back to square one.” Negan said motioning for the back of the van to be shut.

We made our way back to the front gate and all the saviors started to leave. We saw Spencer and Rosita come back and Rick also saw Michonne.

Negan let Rick go talk to Michonne for a second so now I was going to try my best to get Daryl to stay.

“Negan?” I asked taking a step toward him. He looked at me with a wide grin on his face. “Can Daryl stay? Please.”

“Now Alexis that’s just adorable. I like you, I really do but Daryl needs to know his place. Understood?”

I looked to Daryl sadly and finally he was looking back at me. “Yeah understood….”

Rick and Michonne came back and Rick handed Negan a hunting rifle Michonne had used. They exchanged some words, I started to zone out. Seeing Daryl like this and not being able to hold him or tell him I love him is making me sick.

Michonne had an angry look on her face when Negan made her give up the deer she has caught. She walked away and the rest of the saviors piled into the trucks. I watched as they pushed Daryl into the back of a truck. They drove away and me and Rick were left standing there watching them take Daryl away again.

“C'mon.” Rick said putting his arm around me and giving me a small hug. Rick lead me back to my house before going back to his.

When I walked inside it didn’t even feel like home anymore. The place was wrecked, the chairs the saviors didn’t take were turned upside down, all my books on the were scattered all over the ground, pictures on the walls were broken, most of the kitchen was still in tact. Except for all the plates and silverware, they were gone. I trudged up into Daryl and I’s bedroom and saw that was bed was missing.

Our nightstands and dressers had been rummaged through, all the blankets were on the floor, the picture frame containing a picture of the group when we first arrived at Alexandria was broken into pieces.

Tears spilled from my eyes, everything was different now. It was getting harder and harder to keep hope of ever getting Daryl back. I slept on the ground that night covered in blankets and holding onto one of Daryl’s shirts for dear life..

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[apparentlyaspergers]

hot-dog-hot-dog-hot-diggty-dog said: ok ok so i saw on ur sideblog the all ur faves are autistic post and i really love how u mentioned aos bones and i was wondering if u had any more like ?? headcanons/thoughts ? on that cuz i LOve it

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THIS IS A RELATIVELY NEW HEADCANON FOR ME, BUT YES 

Resting Bitch!Face - like, his resting face is always read by other people as frowning/angry/annoyed/frustrated/whatever-negative-emotion 

Some issues with regulating emotions - especially the negative ones, especially especially the fear response, and his reactions in these instances always get read as anger but he’s just crap at expressing himself in ways NTs recognise

Verbal stims and Scripts: ‘Dammit, Jim!’ ‘I’m a Doctor, not a ---!’ *Growling* *Swearing constantly*

Excessive Memorisation Of Things That Worry Him (that entire scene when he first meets Kirk, lordy) 

Once you’ve got his respect and loyalty, you’ve got it basically for life 

As an addendum to the above: Once you are Chosen Friend you get Mother Hen’d to within an inch of your life because Protect Chosen Friend At All Costs

No respect for personal space of Chosen Friends

SI just happened to be something that could get him a career (Medicine/Surgery/XenoBiology/etc)

Seriously obsessive nature 

No Fucks Given For Social Norms

Ok, now headcanons from, like, reading a shit ton of fan fic and about his history? 

One of his early SIs was horses and horse riding, it lingers but he’s had to give it up after deciding to join StarFleet (no horses on a starship, after all)

Stimmed physically a lot more as a kid, but it was trained out of him by medical school because lord he needs to be able to keep his hands steady for surgery etc 

Stims mostly vocally instead now - a lot of it is non-verbal noises or cursing 

After his father’s passing, he went non-verbal for a week and it was the beginning of the end for his marriage, especially regarding his resulting inability to cope with his own emotions for a long time

(It’s not been confirmed in the movies yet if he actually has a kid - but he does and she’s autistic too)

He’s REALLY TACTILE and loves to touch stuff to calm down, but this is another stim he tries not to let himself do much, especially because sometimes touching stuff can be hazardous to the health (and especially because Kirk’s allergic to fucking everything and he’s leading by example here, DAMMIT JIM STOP TOUCHING THINGS) 

(I might make more of these - but feel free to add!)

[bisexual-paleontologists]

is there anything happening in the billyalan fandom, ??

Hello, friend!

Well, it does seem a little quiet as of late, for sure. I’m not too concerned, this is an old old fandom and it will continue! This blog itself has slowly but steadily gained followers over the months, and I’m sure @fuckyeahalanxbilly has as well, so there are indeed folks that keep getting interested in the movie and the pairing.

But we are still so little in number, that the few who do produce content will never get quite as much done as bigger fandoms, of course. I can’t say what other folks are planning, and there’s often plans that don’t end up working out, which is okay! We all do what we have time/energy for, and what gets done is much appreciated.

I can only reassure you that, for me personally, I will always love billyalan. I’m nowhere close to being through with talking about the movie and these two! I still have a lot of thoughts I’d like to share about it at some point. Not to mention partially-done fics/fic ideas, art, edits, other projects – it’s all going on in my mind but my creative/mental energy is a very limited commodity and it gets spread so thin, especially this winter (not to mention concentration and motivation problems, time management issues, sorry to overshare). But! I’ve got a new fic very close to done, and an art as well, so you can look forward to some stuff from me pretty darn soon!

As for this blog, I have some drafts I still need to post, so a queue is on the horizon once again. :)

Fandom is a group effort, of course, but sometimes all it takes is a few posts to snowball and get people going again. Even when I’m not super active, I am here and would love to talk about any of your thoughts/headcanons. Just know that I love and appreciate you all no matter what. ♡

[edgepunk]

hey how are you, i think its your blog that made me watch tokyo ghoul idk i watched the first ep like before christmas time ??? i cant remember. it was a roller coaster anyway, still havent watched the second ep yet. wow im lazy ( just checked your blog real quick it was you. who got me watching tg anyway )

I'm fine bruh slightly drunk, but fine. wait,really? I made you watch TG? :D that's cool man, that's cool I didn't even know that haha. tbh the anime doesn't do justice to the wonderful manga, well, your standards will be lovered if you watch the anime first and then read the manga lol I read the manga first and then complained about the anime welp

[trianglesandbutts]

In the atlantis trailer why do you think hercules is angry at pythagoras ?

I'm assuming it has something to do with Medusa, because that's the only thing that could get such an extreme reaction from Hercules in season one. But trailers aren't much to go on when trying to guess the actual story. The truth is that we just don't know yet. But, well, as much as I'd hate to see Pythagoras and Hercules fight, I think that could be very interesting too - who knows, maybe we'll get some more info about how the hell these two opposites became close friends and roommates.

[girlwhowasntthere]

In the atlantis trailer why do you think hercules is angry at pythagoras ?

I honestly have no idea.  The Icarus thing was a lucky (and somewhat unfortunate) guess.  But if I'm only guessing, first would be it's about Medusa, and Pyth is trying to prevent Hercules from doing something foolish.  Second would be some kind of curse/spell on Hercules.

All I can really say is, that scene is not inside their own house.

[cottna]

Not sure if you're still doing this and this name has been done before but spelt differently, Ellie and confused ?

my first ever playlist with the theme confused

E - Everytime - Britney Spears

L - Lonely Hearts Club - Marina & the Diamonds

L - Leaving Tonight - The Birthday Massacre

I - I’ll Never Know - Charli XCX

E - Everything Is Embarrassing - Sky Ferreira

Send me your name and I’ll make you a mini playlist that start with those letters

[bisexual-paleontologists]

billy and alan r drunk and they start singing and alans like really really good and billys like wtf u didnt tell me u could sing, and alans like well it didnt come up in conversation and he stops singing cause hes all embarrassed and billys disappointed but a couple of days later when theyre both sober billy wont stop pestering alan about it so alan gives in and sings a dumb nursery rhyme or something whilst billys in awe at the dino man

Awww, Alan would usually be very private about who hears him sing, he’s probably really self conscious about it and doesn’t do it too often ‘cause he’s not sure how good he is, but around Billy he finally opens up and then they start singing together and they sound pretty good. And maybe Billy isn’t the best, maybe his voice is a little rough, but with Alan it doesn’t matter. And they still don’t do it much around the kids at the dig site but they sing all the time in the truck on the way to and from the bar, ‘cause it’s probably a good thirty minutes away and what else are they gonna do, ya know?

[johanirae]

hot-dog-hot-dog-hot-diggty-dog -- Banshee:If you knew one of your loved ones/best friends had only one day left to live, how would you spend that last day with them? Whatever they want to do. I'll just be there to help make there last day as awesome as possible. They want to spend it enjoying food and drink? I'll be there to pour the wine. They want to spend it telling some choice people exactly how they feel? I'll be there to cheer em on. We would spend this last day being as happy as they want :D

[bisexual-paleontologists]

headcanon time alan and ellie are bi and thats how they met after finding out the shared love for prehistoric dinos they became even more close

ooh yes, oh my god having them support each other. can you imagine, Alan still being insecure and worrying what Ellie would think when she didn’t know, and then he finds out that she is too and her being there to reassure him that he is valid, yesss.

I love the idea of bi!Ellie, I wish we’d seen her interact with more women. I’ll gladly headcanon them all as bi. So many bisexual paleontologists, yes indeed. (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧