good eats!

If anyone overheard her, then she would end up imprisoned down here as well.

    She glanced off in a random direction, fancying she could see Paterson. See the women and the young she had left behind, uncaring for their fate now that all that remained of her father’s clan were gone.

“ I can understand that. “ More or less. He still didn’t understand sharing with strangers, but it wasn’t his decision to make.

“ Well I don’t know what it used to be. So I can’t really make a decisive decision about it then, can I? “

          He made a fair point. Still. He felt responsible in warning others before they made a stupid mistake.

alright, so while i am doing a giveaway: i’m not entirely sure what i’m gonna give away yet so in the meantime to celebrate a whopping two-hundred followers i’m doing a follow forever. so far this is my best received canon yet and i’m just kind of in awe of you guys and this fandom tbh. it’s even actually made me appreciate baneposting. 

THE WAR RIG CREW.

slitdevoted: okay i never actually expected us to become friends like we have. you let me bounce ideas off of you, gush about the pairing we have, and flail about different aus. you’re one of the easiest people to talk to and you write slit in such a realistic way i’m just kind of in awe tbh.

offreedxm: headcanon twinsie! tbh i wouldn’t be here if you didn’t yell at me to do it. it’s kind of scary how likeminded we are on canons, aus, and where the pieces should fall. i’m so excited for our twins verse tbh and you’re so nice?? like??? idgi. 

hiighoctane / walhallah: we don’t talk nearly as much as i would like us to, but i love your portrayals.

boundforvalhalla: we only really started talking but i love the ideas we’ve come up with so far for nux and toast. you’re a great writer and your portrayal is awesome tbh. 

dcliverance: you are so nice??? like, you’re genuinely a sweetheart and your capable is so on point like??? honestly, you’re such a joy to see on the dash and we need to write together more.

THE WARBOYS.

people i really admire though may not write with.  you guys are fantastic tbh, and i really love your writing.

Who is eligible? Any non-giveaway blogs :)

Shipping restrictions: None! Willing to ship internationally (US based)

How to enter: Like/reblog, no restrictions. Winner chosen via random.org.

Ends: June 30, 2015 12PM midnight EST

                    ❝ No no no no no pig fuck bastard get off fuck pig no no no. ❞

         “ You need to relax! I haven’t even done nothin’ wrong yet. “

    “ What of the heroes in Valhalla? Those who died gloriously in battle? Some were gods, probably. I–I think gods can die. They just get born again.                                          That’s why I wanted to eat him.                                        I wanted to become a god. “

There was no belief so solid in him than that of devouring. Devour a man and he will live through you. It was something he discovered himself–perhaps he was a prophet. Immortan Joe didn’t like his thinking. But perhaps, if gods can die, they can be wrong sometimes, too. 

                “They could be up there. I am not saying that                 Walhalla is a lie – I would  not be able  to say                 for certain. What I can say for  certain is  that                 Immortan Joe is nothing. Absolutely nothing.” 

Yet she died off. Her words stopped for a moment as she stared upon the War Boy. He wanted to eat Joe. Cannibalism was not something that was seen as odd, per se, but to the Dag it was rather surprising. She merely watched him in silence before she moved to sit upon the ground to give her legs a break from crouching. She doubted that Joe would have even tasted good in the first place. Too fatty, not enough real meat, she suspected. When his hand was brought back to his mouth, her attention went back to that as her head gave a tilt. 

He turned to her when she addressed his hand.    " You know how? “      He was suspicious of anyone who claimed any sort of healing knowledge that wasn’t Organic or himself (having learned most of what he knew from the man.) A sheltered wife knowing even the simplest things he was incredulous of.                                                     What could she know?