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Freeze! You’re under arrest for being so nice and cute. Or something. IF YOU WANT, copy this message to some other blogs that you think are beautiful and deserve it. This would keep the GAME going and make all kinds of people happy! xoxo ~Penny
Eeee! Thank you, dear! ^_^
Really? This is sooo cool!! I think you learned the most important words:) Yes, I have seen the new TWD episode. You? I don't want to spoil anything If you have not seen it yet and do not wish to have any of the story spoiled.
My poor Noah !!!!! I was screaming during the revolving door scene. I thought Glen was going to die too. I am not sure I can take all the gory deaths. So many people have died this season :(Do you think Carol has lost it ? I think she is going to be the one to save the group though . Rick has gone soft over that blonde hairdresser and Daryl has gone soft over the motorcycles,lol .
When the dubstep track in Spend is the same one used in carylcherokee's amazing TWD crack!vid:
http://youtu.be/gK9QtlcOxXw
Redneck Activate!
Shout out to CarylCherokee!!!
Prompt idea: prank backfires
It started at the prison.Anytime Daryl was within reach and distracted enough, Carol would reach overand tug that red rag out of his back pocket. Of course he caught her the firstfew times, before she honed her craft and got better at being sneaky.
After the prison, it wasn’tuntil they’d been settled in at Alexandria for a month before she rememberedthat game, spotting that red rag swishing slightly as he walked across theporch in front of her. She wondered sometimes if he barely tucked it in likethat just to tempt her into yanking it out. She also wondered if that was thesame rag that he’d had since she’d met him…or if the original had finally justfallen apart and he’d replaced it with another.
Either way, she was alwayspulling it out of his pocket.
She got so good at it, thatit stopped being fun almost. Almost, because watching him subsequently reachfor the rag, find it missing, swat at his pocket, and then curse her name,immediately knowing that it was her behind it…would never not be hilarious.
“How does he get it backevery time? Do you just give it to him?” Rosita asked when she caught Caroldoing it one afternoon.
Carol shrugged. “I usuallyjust leave it by his crossbow when he’s not looking. He always knows that it’sme.”
Rosita smirked. “I’ve got anidea. A challenge.”
Carol lifted an eyebrow. “I’mlistening.”
“Take the rag out of hispocket, like you always do, but then try to stick it in his other backpocket…all without him noticing.” Rosita looked at her smugly.
Carol narrowed her eyes.“Challenge accepted.”
Rosita nodded to where Darylhadn’t moved, still standing beside Tara in front of the open engine of theblue car, surveying her work. “Go on then.”
Put on the spot, Carolpaused, drew herself up, and put on her game face. She crept back up behindDaryl, waiting for moments when he was making comments to Tara or the woman wasasking him a question. Yanking the cloth out was all about speed. Putting it back,she wasn’t so sure about.
She ended up going forstealth instead of speed, and she kept carefully in his blind spot, starting toslide the corner of the rag into his other back pocket. Without warning, Darylshifted his weight from one foot to the other, and Carol couldn’t withdraw fastenough. Her hand collided with his backside. Instead of jumping or yellingangrily, Daryl simply twisted around and looked at her.
Carol stood there, frozen,with one hand completely cupped around one buttock. She’d dropped the rag onthe ground. She slowly took her hand back, and his expression was deadpan.
“Can I help you?” he asked.
Carol stuttered andstraightened. His nonchalance was wrongfooting. She wasn’t sure why, she’d donea lot more invasive things to him in the bedroom than grab his ass. But thiswasn’t the bedroom. This was public in the middle of the day.
“Just…making sure it wasstill there,” she rambled, making a hasty retreat.
Daryl snorted and snatched upthe rag, stuffing it back into his pocket. Beside him, Tara snickered andwatched Carol flee.
“She touched the butt,” Taragiggled.
Daryl looked at her flatly.
She sighed. “It’s from amovie--”
“I know what it’s from.” Hepointed for her to get back to the engine.
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Not really Sebastian Stan because he eerily reminds me of my brother but I think he's handsome.
Gosh, I just love you and your fics. Your Time Travel Rumbelle fic is my new favorite thing. Everything in it is so intriguing, I just can't asdgfgghk. Can't wait for the next chapter. I don't know I can survive the wait lol.
Ah! Thanks so much! Try to survive! I should have an update to the Time Travel fic sometime this afternoon!
"Once you get this you have to say five nice things about yourself publicly then send this to your ten favorite followers! ヽ(*⌒∇⌒*)ﾉ" <3
Five nice things about myself huh? That’s a tough thing to do for me. I have a lot more things I don’t like about myself, than what I do like, but I’ll try.
I got three of these (youwereneveraslicebitch, carylcherokee, thewalkingcreg) (and its easier for me to post just 5 things than try to think of 15, so here it is for all three of you (only because you all love Caryl and I love you guys):
1. I’m a really good dancer, bellydance, latin, bollywood, hiphop, etc.
2. I have an hourglass figure and I’m quite proud of it.
3. I’m not a trend follower. In fact, I would say I’m not much of a follower at all, in any aspect of my life. I like to make my own decisions and like things for myself, not because others say it’s cool.
4. I have a great sense of humor (somewhere between sarcastic, silly and nerdy) and I use it to put a smile on as many faces as I can.
5. I like my eyes. People always tell me I look like Kim Kardashian. I’m flattered and I don’t think I look like her but because we are both Armenian, we just have those same dark features and I’m okay with it.
