jesus, i'm like hardly on here, so where in the world do you people come from?
It’s a lesson learned long ago, but it’s one that he has a habit of forgetting until the inevitable and brutal reminder – never hope. Strangely, this time it's not him who's been swept up by delusions and he wonders what this should mean. He’s known her long enough to recognize what she’s fighting for, the fire that’s been kindled though she’s been desperately trying to keep it hidden. It’s not a matter of if, but when reality will come knocking. Then that spark of hope that’s been fuelling her this entire time will be doused and he's going to be the one who has to clean up the mess.
“Don’t you think you’re getting’ a lil too old for this?” He stares into the fire rather than at Tess even though the question’s directed at her. Across from them is Ellie, exhausted and fast asleep, the little girl they’ve been fighting to protect since Boston, the little girl that Tess was pinning all her hopes on.
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This all has to end, to have never started. Not just in this world; but in all of ours.
Anonymous asked:
This is butt touch anon. Remember that butts are great and to only touch with consent! Sincerely, butt touch anon.
"You even try touchin' me and I am cuttin' that hand of yours off. First and only warnin' ."
stares at inbox
judges the person who sent me this so hard
” —- Your territory? Oh, uh.”
”No clue. But I’ll be sure to —- keep an eye out for you?”
"Be sure that you do -- 'cause if I find that kid, he's goin' to get one hell of an asskicking."
"Word is some punk kid's been tryin' to muscle in on my territory. You wouldn't happen to know a thing 'bout that would you?"
goes to pass out and drags everyone into bed with me
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◤ellie◢
there’s a huff as the gap closes, largely in part to his pause. worn sneakers push through dirt as she slows to a stop a few feet from him, brows only slightly furrowed, in the same way a child would be offended by an undue scolding. her arms cross in a similar manner, tongue pushing against lower lip as she rolls her eyes upwards. she likes being out here, especially this close to sunset — was it really so bad to want to see it?
❛yeah, yeah. spooky scary things happen. lead the way.❜
It’s that complete and utter disregard for the dangers that’s out here that’s made his damn job twice as hard. He grounds his teeth in a barely checked impulse to snap something that he knows he's going to regret at her. The last thing he wants is devolve into yet another argument just when they’ve finally just worked their differences out the last time he said something he didn’t mean. Although the silence was nice while it lasted, having to put up with her cold shoulder and glares did little to improve his mood.
“…Tell you what. You take your breather now and then we move and we ain’t stoppin’ til we hit the other side.”
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❛daaaaad david wants to eat my fingers !!! ❜
"You know what to do when he gets like that."
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“Did I strike a nerve?" Did he pierce his words like a dagger into the gut? A cold feeling coiled within the pits inside David and he was just brimming with mirth.
“Does she ever smile anymore—the way she use to? Is it her crackin’ the jokes or you who encourage the talking instead of silence?
—-You can protect her from others, but you ain’t from herself. You can only preserve a person for so long, but when a person rots from the inside—there is absolutely nothin’ you can do.”
The truth cuts deeper than any lie and there’s nothing he can do but lash out because he’s not going to let some snake fill his head with doubt. This is exactly what this monster wants and he’s getting some sick pleasure from provoking him like this.
All it takes is a powerful thrust and he’s got David slammed against the wall, both hands wrapped against his throat to squeeze the life out of him, to stop the flow of poisonous words.
“You keep talkin’ like that and I’m goin’ to cut off that tongue of yours. Then I’m going to slit that throat a’ yours open and watch you bleed.”
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◤???◢
ferocious animosity and controlled parallelism within the confines of eclipsed predictions and broken whispers; hollow breath, midnight tresses ablaze with refined, spectral recognition, he moves. reluctant to shift quickly, yes — understands the sensitivity of circumstance, guided by the crows resting beneath the soles of his elasticity.
❛ … i don’t understand; what’s happening ?
A heartbeart, that’s all it takes for the deceptive calm of the abandoned streets to erupt into chaos. Howls of infected tear through the air and has him instantly ducking into an alley and with one powerful yank, he drags the boy in with him. There’s no time for words since the infected are already barrelling down on them and he’s pulling the boy with him up a fire escape.
“ ------ Shut your goddamn mouth and move.”
"How'd a skinny thing like you managed to survive this long out here?"
!!! Good to see you are still around. I thought some of the people I really liked might have long moved on (I was inactive a while). I hope you are doing well. [And by extension I offer mutual Joel handshakes b/c I am too lazy to properly rp him on tumblr.]
oh man no i just came back myself! like a few days ago! but i do agree that a lot of the old blogs I used to follow seem to have deactivated, which is such a shame as I really liked quite a few of them! but thank you so much! I'm glad to see that you're back as well since come on, Jordi!
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( it takes a lot to make a stew )
"It's been more'n twenty years and I've still got that damn song stuck in my head."