Imma simp. (19)
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Actual footage of me patently waiting for my favorite author to uploadš«š«š«
Microdosing friendship by liking each other's posts and sending a single dm back and forth every 6 months.
new reaction image
me:
my little bookie bear
i canāt see the difference
this is so cunty
a/n: This is my first ever fanfic so bear with me. There is no content of this man so I wrote something because ahhhh
warning: this is not proof read (Iām dyslexic) and is probs terrible
summary: Readers saves Jim yay
It had already happened. It was too late to save Jim. He was the victor and he was about to claim his price. A part of him knew something was wrong, he could tell by the eagerness of officer rick, hand resting on his gun.
He looked down through the crowd of people dancing, all the happiness and love shared by the people that made the room warm and humid. Then he saw her, the girl who came to stop this stupid tradition. But the animalistic nature of teenage boys was too much for one girl to stop.
She had a-lot of rumors around. People said she went off the deep end after her only friend, the winner of last yearās run left town. Jim always admired her from a far, the beauty of the girl was something he had never witnessed before. It was like the universe had made him just for her. He never looked in her eyes until after he killed sawtooth jack, when he did, he saw someone who looked as though someone had just savagely murdered their best friend. And in a way he did.
After the crowd lifted him the air and the wave of adrenaline came down, he went to her as she wept over sawtooths body.
She explained everything.
He was going to die.
Jim walked through the crowd to the girl. Letting her magnetism pull him in. She walked to him, because in this universe she felt the same. Meeting in the middle of the dance floor they made a plan. To leave this stupid town.
He knew what needed to be done, but she was the one who had the heart to do it. They met at the crossing, a shotgun and pistol were loaded into the car and they simply drove away.
The sheriff wasnāt far behind, but they knew what they had to do to stop him. The car reached a screeching halt, one look was shared between the two. After Jim left the car and followed the sheriff to grave that had been dug dozens of times. She followed. And so did death.
One shot for the sheriff, and one for the farmer.
Once back on the road it was clear, even though they had stopped the cycle, all they had become was monsters themselves.
As they drove to freedom through the night there were no words shared just grief for the people they left behind, the people who didnāt get the treatment of a victor.
It was vowed that next year they would save Richie, to give him the same freedom they were yet to share.
I made this myself
[haruchiyoās first day as a lawyer]
judge: so, who will you be representing, mr. sanzu?
haruchiyo, throwing up gang signs: the streets, your honor.
eren: go big or go home! mikasa, with tears in her eyes: i am begging you, eren. for once in your life, go home. please. just this once. go home.
eren: i'm going big.
me at the first sign of any minor inconvenience.
You better get used to it assholes.
Onion headlines + āThe walking deadā characters
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Im sorry this TOOK ME OUT
Ngl if i saw a walker with some nice ass clothes Iām definitely gonna steal like BYE IDC šāš¼āš¼
Credits: natalie on pinterest
No one hates Joe Goldberg more than Penn Badgley himself
reblog to give a trans man a sword
Michael crying in the sewers after losing his mask to a Young adult who also body checked him into the floor and is way shorter then him and has zero advantage at all
I just know he was in the corner in tears.