6x11 // 7x01
Maggie… I’ll find you.
Rick, I want you to take your ax… cut your son’s left arm off, right on that line.
“ Those we love don’t go away. They walk beside us everyday… unseen, unheard, but always near. Still loved, still missed and very dear. ” — The Walking Dead deaths [Part 1]
[My edit]
THE WALKING DEAD MEME → [2/10] anything atlanta aerial shots.
More TWD reaction gifs THE WALKING DEAD | THE AVENGERS STYLE Feel free to use these
you and sheriff rick are like this now.
twd s6 predictions
scene 1:
daryl: *gets heelys to escape his feelys*
scene 2:
morgan: @rick tf
rick: its not a phase *shoots down an innocent civilian*
scene 3:
daryl: *is surrounded by walkers*
walkers: rawr im gonna eat ya
daryl: oh no ! my heelys !
walkers: oh shit dud e im sorry
daryl: thanks
scene 4:
michonne: *says something*
rick: ya true
scene 5:
glenn to mag: ily
mag to glenn: ily
carol to firearms: ily
carl to pudding: ily
scene 6:
someone who doesnt have to fucking die: *dies*
end season
{ elxsheriff continue from here }
“Hey, maybe I should come with you next time, carry twice as many bags, right?”
"Sure but yer the only one eatin' them Doritos, Glenn."
{okay but pizzaboy-glenn i love how your tag for me is still daryl whisperer XD}
{ IT WILL ALWAYS BE DARYL WHISPERER, I HAVE NOT FORGOTTEN. }
{lol daryl’s should be squirrel whisperer XD}
{ or just straight up SQUIRREL. }
{ah yes, squirrel. XD don't let her see this.}
Lillian nods and points to the man. He had black hair and a look about him that made her more cautious. She had seen him and hoped the other would believe her. She had actes a little irrationally but she just wanted her stuff back.
"Well, let's see," he said, moving over to the man she pointed out. "Have you taken this lady's bag?" he asked, glancing over to the woman in question. He glanced up at her and then Rick, before shaking his head. The former sheriff frowned a bit, "You won' be in trouble, if ya' did, but I need to know now if you did or not."
❝Hmm? Oh yeah, SHIT right sorry I’ll just uh…put
some of this back. Just got a little to used to fighting
over food with three older guys.❞
Now Bill and Louis weren’t much of a problem for the young woman, but Francis had been another story. He tended to horde food when the others weren’t looking, which was a trait she had taken upon herself to adapt. So now that there were more people around, it seemed that was one habit she had to focus on breaking.
The former sheriff nodded as he watched her put some of the food back. They had been gaining people more and more as of late and Rick knew that that meant more mouths to feed, but it also meant more help to get food to feed said mouths. "No harm done," he replied, nodding his head in acknowledgement. "Jus' making sure that everyone had enough to fill their tummy's tonight."
“I’ve seen lots of crazy people, trust me. You’re not as bad as some of the ones I’ve seen, but you’re also not a drunk or a stoner.” Matt reached into his pocket and pulled out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. This probably wasn’t the best time to smoke, but it made him feel more comfortable. “I’ve done stuff to keep my group alive. But they ended up dying anyways.”
Rick nodded, eyes looking up at the other male. "What's yer name?" he asked, his hand relaxing only slightly on the hilt of his gun. He hadn't completely removed it, but he hadn't exactly felt 100% safe either. But he figured that if they could at least get on some stable ground, he'd be going somewhere other than continuing to be at this stand still.
{okay but pizzaboy-glenn i love how your tag for me is still daryl whisperer XD}
{ IT WILL ALWAYS BE DARYL WHISPERER, I HAVE NOT FORGOTTEN. }
{lol daryl’s should be squirrel whisperer XD}
"So I found stale Doritos... I know ya' like those."
“Rick, you’re the best friend anyone could ask for.”
"Had a feeling you'd like 'em. They're Cool Ranch. Maybe next time I'll find some Nacho flavored ones."