Degan 5ever

What is your current job compared to what is your dream job

McDonalds worker

Horror movie make up artist (part time activist)

dream job: equine vet (and also part time activist)

Dream job: unemployed + super rich (I’m lazy and tired all the time)

Dream job: permanent position at the library, songwriter, and fantasy illustrator

Dream Job: Something that's FUN, gives me lots of money, but also lots of free time... So like... If I can get some raises on the photo job? Yeah that'd be a pretty swell life. (o˘◡˘o)

Tagging @edelkirsche @musicalmelody001 @theneighborcat @berserker2166 @mvjerbs

Dream Job(s): Stay at home person 🤣 but really I’d love to be a Counselor running her own Virtual Out Patient program!!

Tagging 💕🫶

@theoryly @tillthewheelsfallof @nerdherderette @jadezdominion @marserart @kymera219 @raiyaandro

https://archiveofourown.org/works/87159371

“A man finds a piece of his mama in the ashes, he takes it.”

Written by: Tilthewheelsfalloff 🔗 I Ain’t Proud of All The Punches I’ve Thrown Fandom: The Walking Dead Ship: Negan and Daryl Words: 122,028 Rated: E

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Disclaimer: This is fanart. I create eBook covers for fanfics I like ♡ No AI. All covers are color-coded per ship. *One of my favorites ever. This fic is a masterpiece, @tillthewheelsfallof gotta be one of the best out there.

Daryl huffed, trying to hold back his laughter. "No?"

"I was twelve or thirteen, pissed at my parents. I can't even remember why. The circus was in town, and I'd seen a lot of movies." He gestured vaguely in front of himself then at his own body. "Picture this, some skinny kid turning up in the middle of the night, determined to be a lion tamer. They put me in front of the lion. It roared at me, and I pissed my damn pants. Jesus Christ."

Daryl laughed, the sound making Negan smile.

"Shut up," Negan snapped, but kept his smile in place so Daryl knew he wasn't actually angry. "Have you ever had a lion in your face? Fucking big!"

Daryl tilted his head. "A tiger. Not a lion."

"Right. How could I forget about Ezekiel's tiger. Scary motherfucker!"

Daryl dropped the cigarette and squashed it beneath his boot and started walking away. "What happened after that?" He asked, turning his head enough to invite Negan to stay with him.

"I went home and changed my damn pants that's what!" Negan laughed, pushing off the wall to walk with him.

art to Through Someone Else's Eyes from @tillthewheelsfallof

Below the cut is a floor plan I put together based on what we've seen so far of Buck's new house. Some of it is guesswork since we haven't seen the whole thing yet. Please bear with me.

A piece I completed last week to go along with How to Supreme and Orange by paleredheadinascifi on a03, here is a link https://archiveofourown.org/works/63976957 you should all read it

what i don’t understand is why yall are using it for like. fiction. original or fanfiction, it doesn’t matter.

A little something I made for my girl Tilly’s fic please go check it out!

1. "Many thoughts, head full" - There are too many things on my mind, brain is a cluttered closet full of tasks and information that I'm struggling to balance.

Often seen in: People in the midst of change (new parents, people starting a new job, etc)

2. "Many thoughts, head empty" - I have a lot of knowledge about something. Unfortunately, that knowledge doesn't seem to be located in my head at the moment.

Often seen in: Students taking exams they've definitely studied for.

3. "No thoughts, head full" - What's it full of? I don't know. Fluff, possibly. Or fog. All I know is that getting an idea from the back of my mind to the front of it might just take more effort than I currently have.

Often seen in: People experiencing burnout, or who haven't gotten enough sleep