Rules: Shuffle your ‘on repeat’ playlist and post the first 10 songs, then tag 10 friends to do the same.
Hi! Thanks for the tag @apocketfullofhobbits
I'll tag @insomnia-productions , @cabeswatercowboy, @redxluna , and @ramonadecember
Here's my Songs:
1. Daisy by Ashnikko ;; I just think her music is fun :)
2. MANIAC by Stray Kids ;; I got obsessed with that one viral part of chk chk boom and then listened to their other songs, all of which but especially this one became ear worms for me for months.
3. Hot Tea by Half*Alive ;; My little sister showed me this song
4. 26 by Caamp ;; Heard this on the Into the Wild soundtrack i think and added it to last years playlist for my train ride to my first seasonal/company town/Park job (it's the first song on the playlist.)
5. Don't Know Who I Am by Rebecca Roubion ;; I put this on a playlist that was specifically made for driving down Skyline Drive when I lived in Virginia
6. Let's Go by Key Glock ;; The opening lyrics of this song live rent free in my head. The background vocals put me unwillingly into that grindset mindset lmao.
7. Just Kidding by Waterparks ;; no comment ^^;
8. Consistent by No/Me ;; the vocals and the instrumentals on this song + the lyrics? *chefs kiss*
9. Wild One by Jessie Murph ft. Jelly Roll;; Not going to lie: I restart the song so I don't have to hear Jelly Roll 90% of the time. Also: this is Rovinsky to me. Also: one of those songs I used to drive around aimlessly to last summer.
10. Jimmy the Chameleon by Brookside ;; yet another one from the train ride play list.
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omg master and margarita is one of my favorite books ever not even having to read it for school made me love it less.. where are u now plot wise? who's ur favorite character (besides The Cat bc i just assume he's everyone's fave)
also. "love struck us both like a murderer jumping out of the dark alley" like....ok
omg hi!! i'm just over halfway and margarita is uhh. flying. the whole thing is so fucking WILD like i seriously have the loosest possible grip on whats happening and i'm enjoying it xx i dont even know how to pick a favourite character because everyones getting fucked with from all directions so i'm almost inclined to say?? woland?? aside from behemoth ofc as you say. AND that quote you picked out!! literally underlined that one myself like fuck!!!
watching ldw getting choked repeatedly by boah on nine tailed behind the scenes.... want what have........
literally my mind watching that video sounded like the fan on my laptop when it starts overheating they know exactly what i want from themmmmm boa enacting the will of the people as usual!!!
im watching old kiss the radio eps when d6 were fixed guests and i just witnessed wonpil getting exposed as the owner of the most hairy legs in the universe which sungjin described as 'if ants were to crawl up his legs they wouldn't find their way out' and idk what to do with this information
for the ask meme! what’s your favorite canon caryl moment? and what kind of dates do you think they would go on?
Wow, one moment out of all of them that I love and treasure with my soul? That is soooo hard. The easy answer is the ‘No Sanctuary’ reunion, because I don’t think I’ve ever experienced a moment that was more just pure happiness between the two of them than watching every single thing about that neverending hug. I mean look at the explosion of joy and hope on her ridiculous face:
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However, the part of me that will forever crave more of honest, emotionally stripped-down Carol will always worship the “You okay?” / “No” exchange in “The Same Boat.” I never thought I’d get that moment (just ask @carol-on), and when I did, I almost keeled over from joy despite the horrible pain of that entire ep. It takes so much for Carol to acknowledge that she’s breaking, and she hadn’t done it for SO LONG, and I just needed this so hard:
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What kind of dates do I think they would go on? In a canon-compliant world, I think their dates would be very quiet and lowkey (sometimes even accidental probably, lol). Quiet dinners together away from the others, when Daryl managed to find her favorite beef jerky as a treat or something or she figured out how to make the peach cobbler he loves. Fall walks in the woods, checking for walkers before they sneak a few kisses and feel each other up behind a tree. Sharing whiskey and holding hands on the porch late at night while they watch the fireflies flicker. Daryl falling asleep with his head in Carol’s lap while she reads in front of the fireplace.
In a non-zombie au, I think they’d still be very chill, but I also think sometimes Daryl would surprise Carol with a kind of date she wouldn’t expect, like maybe tickets to that way popular Broadway show she’s quietly been dying to see and a whole weekend in NYC even though it’s really not his jam. And she’d return the favor by booking a weekend somewhere like Lake George in the Adirondacks, where they can hike and kayak and be around basically no other people. At home, they just like to go out and enjoy each other’s company over a quiet meal in one of their favorite restaurants or share popcorn and hold hands at the movies:)
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His heart is pounding relentlessly in his chest as he pushes past Denise through the front door. “She all right?” he asks, a gasp more than anything, sweat pearling on his forehead. “Where’s she?” His hands are still covered in dirt and walker blood, the crossbow abandoned on the front porch. “She gonna be fine?”
Denise catches up with him then, resting a hand against his arm that he shakes off at first. “Daryl, calm down. It’s okay,” she reassures him, lifting her hand again and this time he doesn’t push her away. Stops his strides through the room and takes a deep breath. “She’s fine. It looks worse than it is.“
“How’d that even happen?” Rosita had told him what happened the second he walked through the gates with Aaron by his side, their supply run having taken them much longer than anticipated. Had told him that Carol had an accident, fell, somehow cut herself up pretty bad. But he hadn’t stayed long enough for a proper explanation. By the time he made it to the infirmary, he’d been out of breath. “Someone did that to her?” he asks, grinding his teeth and remembering the bruises on her back that Morgan put there all those months ago. The ones he only saw by accident – otherwise she’d have kept them a secret.
Denise shakes her head softly, tightening her grip on his arm when he makes a move towards the room off to the side. “Hey, slow down. She’s okay,” she repeats as if those words alone could ever be enough. “I don’t know what happened, gave her pretty strong pain killers and she’s been out all day.”
He takes a shuddering breath, cringing at the thought of her in pain. “Should’ve been there,” he mutters. He hadn’t wanted to go on this run in the first place. There was no point to it, they’d all known deep down that the small clinic was raided already. “Should’ve-”
“Don’t,” Denise stops him. “Just… be with her now,” she says with a much softer voice, nodding towards the door. It’s cracked open, but not enough for him to catch a glimpse of Carol.
Suddenly terrified all over again, Daryl swallows the lump in his throat. “She really gonna be fine? “
“Yes,” Denise says with a smile, letting go of his arm.
The room is dimly lit by the small lamp on the bedside table and the low afternoon sun shining in through the window. His heart feels heavy when he sits down on the edge of the bed, the mattress dipping under his weight. Carol stirs slightly, her eyes still closed.
Delicate fingers fidget against the sheets and he reaches out for them, curls both his hands around one of hers. “Carol?” he whispers, and her eyes flutter open at the hoarse sound of her name. “Shit, what happened?” She groans a little in response, trying to sit up but wincing instead. “Easy,” he breathes, resting one hand on her cheek to still her. “Easy, sweetheart.” The endearment slips from his lips and he wants to take it back the second he says it. But it’s too late.
Her forehead creases and she looks at him curiously. “What- Oh.” Something shifts then, confusion giving way for an all too different expression. Her lips curl into a smirk that sends a shiver down his spine. “Hello, gorgeous. Do I know you?”
The sultry tone of her voice catches him completely off guard, Daryl’s eyes damn near popping out of his head. “Wha- Carol?” he asks, suddenly seriously worried that she doesn’t recognize him. That she hit her head and forgot everything – his hand skims along the side of her head, sifts nervously through silver curls, but he finds nothing.
“That’s me,” she confirms with a grin, winking at him. “And I know you.” Her voice has gone lower than he knew it could, and suddenly her free hand comes up to rest against his arm.
“What'ya doin’?” he asks, his voice too high-pitched, breaking when her hand moves up his forearm, over the crease of his elbow and all the way up to his shoulder, a cool, soft hand against his own scorching, blood-crusted skin.
“Having a look,” she teases, her hand resting against the side of his neck where his pulse hammers relentlessly.
“Denise!” he hollers, completely at loss here, but Carol presses her fingers to his lips before he has really finished the name, silencing him. Tantalizing him.
“Come on, Daryl,” she breathes, the sound of his name a relief for just a moment before his mouth goes dry again. “Don’t be such a chicken.” If she was in pain before, there seems to be no trace of that now when she tugs him down towards her a little, his back protesting at the awkward angle. “I know you want to,” she whispers, her warm breath damp against his cheek.
He struggles to sit up again and escape her grasp. “The hell did she give ya?” he mutters, looking around in search of a pill bottle or something alike. But except for a glass of water, he finds nothing.
“Well,” Carol replies, her fingertips ghosting over his pulse point and to the hollow of his throat. The slight touch sends heat down his spine and he tries to ignore the tug deep in his guts. “Not what I want you to give me.”
“Jesus,” he grunts, wondering what the hell is taking Denise so damn long.
“Not interested in him, either,” Carol teases, her fingers popping open a button on his shirt.
He quickly grasps her hand, fingers curling around her wrist tightly enough to stop her but not tight enough to hurt her. “Carol, stop,” he breathes, and she leans back onto the pillow with a pout. “Y'all right?” he asks, desperate to know how this happened – but he doubts he’ll get an answer out of her now. “Ya hurtin’?”
She seems to ponder his question for a moment, making use of his lack of vigilance and turning the tables – her fingers curl around his wrist instead, tugging it down, down, down. “Are you going to make me feel better?” He gulps, frozen for a moment when she leads his hand down under the thin blanket and to the hem of the gown Denise put on her. “Or do you want me to show you exactly where it hurts.”
The second he feels bare, milky skin he pulls away, all but jumps off the bed and stands all the way by the window. “Fuckin’ hell,” he mutters, willing his heart to calm down.
he’s soooooooo obsessed with his niece she really said i love u more than both my parents i know this was the happiest day of his life he has baby fever lmaoooo but while we’re here let’s talk about the boxing vid he posted the other day too bc i enjoyed that one.....
