i wish tumblr had more of a “educate the ignorant” attitude as opposed to “send death threats to the ignorant”
i love how this post was made by a cis white boy
I like how you completely ignored the message and instead focused on who posted it. :)
People criticizing TFIOS because Gus sounds pretentious???
that was the point???
like literally at his fake funeral his best friend talks about how fucking pretentious he is and how annoying it was???
It was one of his character flaws? He was deliberately written that way?
You’re not being clever or critical by pointing it out, you are literally stating a fact about the novel that the author deliberately wrote
true love is when you buy the hard copy of an album even though you’ve already illegally downloaded it
As promised, here’s my first attempt at operation levity. Lemme know what you think, but please be gentle.
Daryl sat down on the chair in front of Carol and waited. When he noticed how she fidgeted behind him, shifting from side to side and the small sighs that would escape, he glanced back…
All I could see is the classic thermal underwear, the red all over kind that has a convenient flap in the back for taking care of business XD
Carol should have known that Daryl would have a problem with the thermals that Glenn had discovered on his last run. He stared at her with a familiar glare that she knew meant ‘no’.
“But they are warm,” she reasoned. “This is the coldest winter we’ve seen in years, and with no heat we have to do everything we can to protect ourselves.”
He shook his head. “’m not wearing them.”
She tried to push the thermals to him again. “They have a flap in the back.”
“I don’t need a flap in the back ‘cause I ain’t wearin ‘em!” He took the thermals from her, walked out of their cell, and tossed them over the railing down to the prison common area.
Carol pursed her lips. “How are you going to stay warm at night, now?”
He smirked. “How you think, woman.” He took the matching pair of thermal underwear from her hands. “You’re not gonna need these.” They went over the railing with the other pair he had just tossed over.
“Dammnit, guys! If you’re going to get all weird sexy and shed your clothes, keep them in your cell!”
Carol watched Daryl put his face in his hand. Leave it to Glenn to ruin his moment. “You can show me how you plan to keep warm without the thermals after watch.” She shooed him from the cell with a pat on the behind, anticipating his methods of keeping warm.
The cell block was quiet. The only sound to be heard in the cell was Carol’s light breathing, and the ticks from the watch she kept with her. Daryl lived for these mornings, when he awoke before anyone else and had no morning duties to tend to. It gave him time to think.
Sometimes he thought about his brother, and what would have become of both of them had Merle never been handcuffed to that roof in Atlanta, or what would have happened if he had returned to the quarry camp instead of getting himself involved with the Governor. Would he have eventually calmed down after he started to detox? Would they have stuck with the group in the first place, or would they have abandoned them after the rest of them headed to the CDC?
Other times he thought of Sophia. He still felt guilty that he hadn’t been able to find her in time. There was nothing that he wanted more in the world than to bring that girl back to her mama. There was something about that girl that he related to, something about how much Carol loved her. He could have only dreamed about that sort of parental love and devotion as a child.
Most of the time he thought about Carol, how far they had come, hopes for the future. Marriage had never been a thought in the old world, and he sure as hell didn’t give it much thought after the world went to shit. For all intents and purposes, all of the newcomers already seemed to think that she was Mrs. Dixon, and he wasn’t about to correct them. What they didn’t know wouldn’t hurt them.
He listened to the ticks and watched the sunlight slowly move across the cell from the crack in the privacy blanket over the door. Soon the prison would be alive with activity, people with their damn jobs to do.
He rolled over and kissed Carol on the brow. He had watch soon.
The expected reunion finally takes place. There’s a hug, but a quick one because there are many people to hug. Daryl wants a more private moment so he touches her arm and walks away for her to notice that he wants to be alone with her.
He’s not good with words but he needs to tell her the way he feels. He just looks at her for a moment, he knows he never wants to be apart from her ever again.
After a long silence Carol opens her mouth but closes it again. Daryl was looking at the floor now, he says softly: “It’s always been you”.
Her eyes reflects all the moments, their moments, that happened since they met. They were theirs because it’s a fact everybody knew but no one else have felt that way, have lived what they lived the way they did. What happened inside the RV before Sophia’s funeral. Merle talking to Daryl about Carol. How Daryl kissed her in the forehead when he found her. Carol telling him he didn’t have to worry about her, that she was strong, she had nine lives. Daryl picking the cherokee rose. Daryl telling her about his past, Carol telling him about hers. Daryl giving her advice about the gun. Rick and Daryl talking about Carol. Daryl watching her sleep, watching her laugh, cry. The first time he saw her and the last time he did.
“It’s always been you”.
I’m not really happy with this one, but I made it, so I’m posting the dang thing.
like father, like son
Ok…this is REALLY cute…say it with my now…
i’m not even watching the episode i’M JUST WATCHING SCREENCAPS AND THESE 2 LIL SHITS ARE GIVING ME FEELS
THE MASSAGE SCENE
LIKE HOW CAN YOU NOT SHIP IT.
This scene always breaks my heart, just look at Carol, she was devastated.
I was going to make another AU Meme, in which Daryl & Carol shared a cell, but then this happened