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jdms-flat-ass · 3 months
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JEFFREY DEAN MORGAN | a cute old man being cute
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hawkinsnelson · 1 year
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chandler riggs showing up on the talking dead and running to hug jeffrey dean morgan THEY DID THAT FOR ME
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da3dm · 3 months
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I Can Hear You
Got late night thoughts about how my cats always bother me at night and wondered what a good version of that with Irzayn would be...enjoy!
tw: language (Irza is verrrry unhappy)
Then again, when is he ever happy anyways? Also, Vara's sister makes an appearance for the first time!
Word Count: 1022 (so short lol)
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It was the middle of the night. Two borrowers darted away from a hole they'd hidden behind the typically unused toaster. They were silent as they rushed across the smooth marble countertop and began on their mission--food. The human would be asleep at this time, giving them the perfect opportunity to snatch what they need and be out of there. Well…that would be a lot easier if they were quiet. It didn't take long for the one to dash away from the other, recklessly going in one of the cupboards. Of course, this made the other one upset. “Eva! Get back down here!” He was whisper-yelling at his sister.
And she proceeded to ignore him. She wormed her way through it all, aiming for the sugary sweets that had been newly bought by the human today. “Chill, I'm just gonna take a little bit! You overreact too much.” She tended to push the boundaries of safety fairly often…this also meant her brother had once needed to drag her away from a rat. For some reason she was intent on riding it. This made her brother fully believe she lacked any desire for even the most basic of survival. This was also aggravating.
He shot her a glare with no hesitation. “You do this every night! You're going to wake the human!” She wasn't even trying to hide her voice tonight. He growled in frustration and got his hook out, unable to simply scale items to reach the cupboard like his younger sister.
It was while he was attempting to throw the hook that she reappeared, sidestepping his hook and staring at him. “What’re you worried about? That moody guy has never once noticed us, or maybe he just doesn't care.” She kicked the hook off when he managed to get it latched, sticking her tongue out at him. “And like hell I'm letting you reach me before I finish.” Her smirk taunted him as she vanished back into the cupboard.
He was beyond done with this girl as his hook clattered back down beside him. “Get down. That is enough, get down!” He took a few steps back and looked for a better place to throw his hook, only for a warning shout to echo down to him. Just barely, he managed to scramble away before a package slammed onto the counter, right where he'd just been standing. His heart leapt out of his chest and his eyes shot right up to his sister.
She was peeking down at him, then innocently raised her hands in a shrug while avoiding his eyes. “Oops?”
He shot to his feet. “What are you doing?! Why would you drop the entire package?! We can't get it back up there! You've gone too far this time, get down here!” His glare burned into her while she attempted to scale back down, hanging her head once she was on the counter. She didn't say a word, but did start to rub her arm. He sighed at her and stepped closer to her, raising a hand to set it on her head. “You know better. Leave everything how it is and he might think it just fell out. Let’s go, Eva.” Except when he turned, a chill shot through his body. The human was standing  there as simply a dark, heavy shadow, its sinister eyes gleaming from the lowlight of the darkened kitchen.
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It was the middle of the night. So why did he keep hearing voices?? He just wanted to sleep! Every night, it was like clockwork. He'd go to his room for the night, and hardly ten minutes later, these two annoying voices argued in his house. At first he felt he was imagining it all. It didn't really make sense otherwise, how would there be two people in his home every night with no sign of forced entry? Also, they always spoke with a forced tone, as if they were trying to be quiet but shouting. What shout would be so quiet? So it wasn't like he had any real reason to suspect the voices. He was probably just going insane, which made sense.
Until tonight. A loud bang startled him to be sitting upright and he immediately got out of bed. Alright, enough of this. His mind falling apart can't make things fall over in the other room. His patience only went so far. Therefore, he got to his feet, keeping his steps quiet as he made his way to the door. He stopped to listen. More shouting. “What…why would…get…here!” He muttered under his breath before he finally stepped out and stalk over to the kitchen, stopping in the entrance to scan the room.
Right there. He stared silently at the apparent tiny people on his counter, standing next to his cookies. His expression hardened into a glare…right as they turned to see him standing there. Using their sudden attention, he scowled and began to speak with a forced tone, “I can hear you…EVERY DAMN NIGHT! WOULD YOU JUST GO TO SLEEP AND LEAVE ME ALONE?! I AM BURNING THIS HOUSE DOWN THE NEXT TIME I FALL ASLEEP IN CLASS FROM YOUR IDIOCY!” He truthfully didn't care if he was too loud or too aggressive…he was already tormented enough while awake, he didn't need to get gum in his hair again.
He stomped closer, ignoring how they both cowered away from him even as the shorter one hid the other. Reaching past them, he grabbed the package and waved it in the air at them. “And of all things to take, this? If you're going to steal food, why not get creative and take some of the steaks in the fridge if you can move something like this. Oh yeah, and, leave my cookies alone.” His voice dropped to a growl before he turned away and took the package with him, grumbling, “Why the new strawberry ones, take the chocolate ones, or even the sugar ones, why the expensive strawberry…keeping me awake all night…” He slammed the door shut behind him, hid his cookies, and went to sleep in his now silent house.
The end
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P.S. He didn't even care they were small or in his house, he just cared they were taking his strawberry cookies and keeping him up lol
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mymanreedus · 5 months
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"I think that actually truly was so cute. Just to let everybody know, Norman got nervous about shooting that scene. He kept practicing with me right before just to make sure he was doing it right. We have this wonderful ASL consultant who actually works with Norman and he kept checking in 'Is this going to be alright? Am I doing it right?' And I'm like, 'you're fine.' Really Norman is such a natural. And so it meant a lot to see Daryl interpreting for Connie because I think its a natural thing to actually happen if you're hanging out with someone who signs. You can't help to pick up some signs along the way."
Lauren Ridloff, The Talking Dead, s11e21
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callsignred · 1 year
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Glitter revenge by Andrew Lincoln ✨️
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gneebee · 1 year
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TWD and Hardwick
Source bigbaldhead
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sxnekxd · 1 year
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i love one man 😮‍💨
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twd-obsessed-bitch · 1 year
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I'm waiting to see if Jon bernthal comes onto The Talking Dead, they got Sarah Wayne-Callies and I know Emily Kinney is there so like it's not a stretch for him to be there
Also Andrew Lincoln, he needs to here
What I really want is all of the Grimes-Walsh people to exist on the stage once
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diazzvso · 1 year
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maybe it’s because i grew up with it but i cannot bring myself to ever stop watching the walking dead. they could’ve made twenty seasons and then the spin of shows, and i’d still be there at eleven pm for the talking dead.
it’s actually kind of depressing, tbh😭
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lostgirl1428 · 1 year
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Look….I’m not hating but Rosita’s eyebrows and nails look too clean to for the apocalypse 😭
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marypsue · 5 months
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Keep seeing that post where OP starts like 'Thinking about...grieving the undead' and then adds on about like. Real life situations where people have not died but have left your life and you would have reason to grieve them.
All respect, that's an important concept, but that is not what I am thinking about when I read 'grieving the undead'.
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aesthetic-uni · 1 month
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It’s that time of the year again
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da3dm · 5 months
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I DREW DRAGON IRZA, I'M LIVING UP TO MY DRAGONARTIST3D NAME
Someone be proud of me 🥺
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I'm going to just tag friends
@brick-a-doodle-do @i-am-beckyu @nobodywritingao3 @local-squishmallow @dingbatnix @awkwardgtace @kayla-crazy-stuffs @justarandomsloth @munchkin1156 @safety-writes-noms
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mymanreedus · 5 months
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"Christian, Melissa and I and Denise we all at video village; we were shooting that scene and Lauren walks up and Norman's at the bike. You know how uncomfortable he is in these moments of vulnerability--I mean Daryl not Norman--and it was the cutest we have ever seen him on the show. And he kept having the moment with you and then being like, 'okay, I'm done!' And Denise and I were like, 'Stay there! No, stay there!' It was one of our later days on the show and it was so good."
Lauren Cohan, The Talking Dead, s11e21
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ronanlynchbf · 8 months
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tshirt that says NO LIVE ORGANISM CAN CONTINUE FOR LONG TO EXIST SANELY UNDER CONDITIONS OF ABSOLUTE REALITY
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