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[goldenhammerhandyman-blog]

" stop being so -" finish it in my ask.

[zomrat]

“ You think THIS is some kind of joke? I DONT KNOW WHAT I AM !!! I don’t know if I am dead, alive, or just numb to it all and frankly at this moment I don’t give a damn. What matters is getting through this hell in one fucking piece. Cause mate this ain’t nothing like those B rated movies with pasta for intestines. This shit is real. “

                                                     Indie. Priv. Selective. Oc.                                                      Jack McCulligian Blog                                                          For Syfy’s Z nation                                                              Slayed by Taco.                                                         Promo Credit: HERE

[bettyjugheads]

You’re the Gargoyle King, Hiram.

[nooowestayandgetcaught]

archie and jughead running away together (3x06)

[mirkstrolls]

But do you REALLY want the K?

Hey, I like that chivilrousxhybrid post about kisses, but I felt it was missing some Important Smooches and had to fix that. So send me two characters and “I want the K” and I’ll generate a number for them!

1: Passionate Kiss

2: Gentle Peck

3: Firm Kiss

4: Shut-Up Kiss

5: Romantic (Tender) Kiss

6: Teary Kiss

7: Distract-Someone Kiss

8: Kiss in the Rain

9: Underwater Kiss

10: Upside-Down Kiss

11: Goofy Kiss

12: Almost Kiss

13: Hair Kiss

14: Forehead Kiss

15: Eyelid Kiss

16: Nose Kiss

17: Cheek Kiss

18: Jawline Kiss

19: Collarbone Kiss

20: Chest Kiss

21: Stomach Kiss

22: Hipbone Kiss

23: Hand/Wrist Kiss

24: Butterfly Kiss

25: Asker’s Choice (OR pick one from 1-12 and one 13-24)

[zomrat]

Murphy ::

    Murphy doesn’t make it his business to make friends in Newmerica – but he doesn’t go out of his way to avoid people, either. Call it progress, he figures. Something like that. But the boy on the edge of camp ( who he’s sure is certifiably alive ) talking to the Z impaled on the pole makes Murphy do a double-take, screeching to a halt in his tracks. 

    “…the person who put him there didn’t know they – didn’t kill him. He’s being used as defense, now. I told him I’d wait until tonight to put him out of his misery.”

    Murphy’s voice is low and strained, glancing over his shoulder for any sign of somebody listening in.

    “You can hear him, too?”

        The voice scarred him, causing the boy to loose footing and almost fall. A tinge in his stomach caused it to twist as his eyes went to rest on the older male. A hard swallow was heard, almost one out of pure fear or shock. Hear them Too? Jack shuffled his position. Eyes slowly narrowing as he looked to the poor Z that was on the fence before looking back at the older male.

   ❝ He ... He’s in pain ya’ kno’? Never heard ‘em until that rain came down. I swear  I --- I’m loosin’ it. Right? Gotta be. The dead. They can’t talk. ❞   His voice came out forced, scratchy. Almost as if he hadn’t had any form of water in days. A hand nervously messed at his cuffs, slightly blackened nails messing with the seams.     ❝ But --- why use him as defense? He --- he can’t do anything but starve. ❞

[zomrat]

The Same ::

starter call. || @zomrat !

    “Hey – wait a sec.” Murphy jogs to catch up with the boy, grabbing him by the shoulder as he passes an uneasy glance behind him. 

    “Look – doesn’t that lady with the mask make you just a little bit sick to your stomach? I get the whole ‘ humans suck and Talkers are superior ‘ shin-dig – Hell, I mostly agree with it. But – “ He’s stopping himself, shaking his head hastily. Pandora. He doesn’t trust her – doesn’t trust her low voice and hair-raising means of touching him across his shoulders. Or the way she seemed to know his scars are there without ever having seen his torso at all.

“ – she likes us because of our…” He pauses with a wince. “ – our abilities. Otherwise she doesn’t give a rat’s ass. I’d stay away from her if I was you, got it?”

      The anger that welled up once those words left the other was sickening. His stomach turned as he shook his head. His eyes narrowed, teeth gnawed at the inside of his cheeks as he breathed out. Trying to keep to just stay sane. But it was useless. He knew it was useless. He wanted to rip the woman’s throat out with his bare teeth just thinking she wanted to USE them. But what she was saying... It was the truth... But it wasn’t. It was like a mental war going on in his brain.

    ❝ Sayin’ I lik’ ‘er is an understatement. I bloody hate her an’ shit I’ll fucking smash her head in, well with just the thoughts of her using us.  ❞  He commented back. A glance landing on Murphy.      ❝ But do we have a friggin’ choice? ❞

[zomrat]

Old Man ::

    “Hey – put. Those. Down.” Murphy moves towards the boy, swatting his hands away from the stash of bizkits – they look like cookies – before he can take one for himself.

    “You a Talker?!” He doesn’t look like a Talker – but it’s hard to tell, these days. Murphy places his hands on his hips as he eyes the bow, one brow upturned as he looks him over.

          sc. || @zomrat.

         Rat flinched as the older male swatted the food from him. Discolored eyes moved across the other as he snorted. Hands slowly raising as they flickered down to the bizkit that laid, discarded, on the ground. At the moment he would eat ANYTHING. Even if that meant eating what the Talkers were eating. Seeing as that gnawing hunger never seemed to go away.

     ❝ No --- Or at least I don’t think so. ❞

[thehauntingdaily]

[zomrat]

“ You think THIS is some kind of joke? I DONT KNOW WHAT I AM !!! I don’t know if I am dead, alive, or just numb to it all and frankly at this moment I don’t give a damn. What matters is getting through this hell in one fucking piece. Cause mate this ain’t nothing like those B rated movies with pasta for intestines. This shit is real. “

                                                     Indie. Priv. Selective. Oc.                                                      Jack McCulligian Blog                                                          For Syfy’s Z nation                                                              Slayed by Taco.                                                         Promo Credit: HERE

[zomrat]

Starter call

[zomrat]

‘ You need to stay still. ’

Ask meme ( Caring Edition ) | Asks Open

      His whole body felt like lead.      His head was throbbing and he could feel the blood drop from his nose and onto his hands. He felt sick. He felt cold and distant. It didn’t help there was this scrapping noise in the back of his head either. Rat leaned against Murphy, a hand covering his mouth to prevent vomit from coming out. A groan was the only thing he could manage. 

[zomrat]

Warren ::

She  offers  a  small  smile  at  her  joke -  but  that  smile  leaves  when  he  speaks  next . Black  summer? He’s  been  sick  for  YEARS - Plural? That  can’t  be  good -  especially  in  times  like  this . She  turns  her  head  away ,  but  her  gaze  remains  firmly  rooted  on  him . She  wonders  how much  he’s  told  his  people . Somebody  in  a  state  like  this  could  turn  at  any  moment . Hell -  with   what  she’d  seen  RECENTLY  on  the  road ,  he  could  already  be  well  on  the  way . 

“  A  cou - “ 

She  doesn’t  even  get  the  word  out  before  the  kid  slides  down  the  car  to  the  floor . Her  first  instinct  is  to  rush  to  his  side  and  she  makes  it  there  before  something  in  the  back  of   her  head  tells  her  that  it  maybe  isn’t  the  BEST  decision , unless  she  wanted  a  chunk  torn  out  of  her  throat . She  pauses,  one  hand  hovering  over  him  as  he  speaks  again - lips  pressed  into  a  thin  line . 

“ Me? “ 

She  sighs , at  least  he’s  still  talking -  a  little  good  was  better  than  none . 

“ I’ve  been  worse . “ 

It’s  a  quiet  reply . She  touches  the  young  mans  cheek  gently  to  get him  to  look  at  her  for  what  she’s  about  to  say  next . 

“ Tell  me  the  truth , a’right? Are  you  safe  to  be  around ? “ 

      When that cold question slipped through her lips, he could feel the chill through his veins. The icy worry that usually plagued him at night. His eyes still locking at the sky above him. He was comfortable, exhausted but comfortable.      In the distance there was talking, light conversation from the rest of the party. But he ignored it.

     ❝ I haven’t turned yet --- which is a miracle.  ❞      His voice drifted as he pushed some of his dark locks out of his face. Eyes finally laying on her. Taking in her features and just making sure she wasn’t gonna pike him anytime soon. He was alive. Still talking. Still had a pul --- or more so he thinks he still has a pulse. Some days he didn’t know.  Honestly, he was just realizing she was touching him. Her warm digits against his cold face was always a nice welcome, and it gained a small smile that turned up at his lips. 

     ❝ You don’t have to worry too much about me. Think I’m allergic to the apocalypse is all.   ❞

[zomrat]

??? ::

   “Guess i’ll just die then, he says dramatically while staring up at the sky, like it’s a sitcom” Kris’ voice travels easily, it demands to be heard, despite the lack of strength willing it out and he’s as soft on his feet, as the skin on his cheeks look  but still, a coldness lays just beneath the surface - peeking through multi-colored eyes of brown and green. “it’s a little pathetic don’t you think?”  Or maybe he just expects too much still, in this shit world. 

          ❝ I didn’t think my last moments would be in the middle of no where subcome by the dipshit of life called the damn sun as it drys my ass out.  ❞  Rat responded as he cleared his throat --- the tightness easily from panic or anxiety caused from this situation. FOOD was needed and as they were sitting ducks in a zombie infested hellhole, the other should be easily feeling the pressure as well. SHOULD is the key word however and then again everyone in this world had different experiences.  ❝ We’re lucky none of the Zs are close.  ❞

[zomrat]

rules:   tag ten followers you want to know better ! tagged by: @biitemcrk tagging:   @anyone who hasnt done it yet

name:  Taco star sign:   virgo height:   5′6″ what’s your middle name?  Leigh put your itunes on shuffle. what are the first 6 songs that popped up?   Light em up x Radioactive // Mashup  Ghosts // Jacob Tillberg  GRRRLS  //  AViVA Crossfire //  Stephen Get it right // Left Boy High hopes // Panic! at the Disco grab the book nearest you and turn to page 23. what’s line 17? “Emma stood up, sliding her steele into her weapons belt. ” ever had a poem or song written about you?   yes when was the last time you played air guitar? three weeks ago who is your celebrity crush?  Bex Taylor what’s a sound you hate; sound you love? people eating loudly, thunder, and air being sucked through their teeth. And omg metal on metal grinding do you believe in ghosts? how about aliens?  YES SO MUCH do you drive? if so, have you ever crashed?   Nah, too anxious to drive what was the last book you read?  HP love Craft complete collection do you like the smell of gasoline?   no what was the last movie you saw?  Er Bruce Almighty what’s the worst injury you’ve ever had?  When I shattered the bone in the tip of my finger and busted the skin off causing it to be a flap. It hurt like a bitch and I was like 14. do you have any obsessions right now?  Erm, Z nation. I think thats it atm.  do you tend to hold grudges against people who have done you wrong?  Depends on the degree of “ Wrong “ in a relationship? Yesh, my first bf in like 6 to 7 years? We are living together tbh.

[collectivemood]

                                                Caring Edition 

‘ Hey when was the last time you slept? ’

‘ Stay in bed, please. ’

‘ Do you want me to get you anything? ’

‘ Let me look. ’

‘ Let me help you. ’

‘ Here, let me bandage that up. ’

‘ I made you something to eat. ’

‘ You’re burning up! Go lay down. ’

‘ Please drink more water. ’

‘ Were you able to keep that down? ’

‘ Does this hurt? ’

‘ You need to stay still. ’

‘ Want more blankets? ’

‘ Do you want to talk about it? ’

‘ Try to breathe slowly. ’

‘ It’s alright I’m here. ’

‘ Here hold my hand. ’

‘ I’m not going anywhere. ’

‘ You can sleep here. ’

‘ Rest as long as you need. ’

‘ Look at me. ’

‘ Tell me what you are seeing. ’

‘ You can rest in my arms. ’

‘ I will make you some tea. ’

‘ Please, take this. ’

‘ You should be resting. ’

‘ I’m just checking in, how are you feeling? ’

‘ Snuggling helps with a lot of things, so come here. ’

‘ Want me to take you to a doctor? ’

‘ I am a doctor, so please listen to me. ’

‘ How long have you been like this? ’

[zomrat]

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Part 3/???