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It did not matter what Hannah said or did anymore, in fact, it had not mattered in many months. She could have shrieked from the mountaintops like a banshee and nobody would bat an eye; honey could drip from her lips and nobody would believe her. It was all about whose side you were on, WITH or AGAINST her family. She didn’t know which was worse truly. One treated her like a fragile blessing, and the other acted as if she was a disease to be eradicated. YET, still she tried to make peace with both for on the day of the great collapse it would matter anymore. Joseph would be RIGHT and the nonbelievers would be dead. All that would matter is what comes next and if there was enough to go around.
“No trouble.” Hannah replied as she made a show of reaching into her bag and showing that what she had was of no threat – just carrots. “Here.”
there’s a lengthy pause, here. the silence stretches in-between them like the ringing in ears when you stand too quickly. tense, tense, tense. hesitation, too, in the way her hand stays set atop her sidepiece as hannah reaches slow, slow, gently into the bag at her shoulder. hesitation to stand down just as it is hesitation to draw it up and out to shoot. ( she should. anyone else would. hell, she usually would. she’d spit and curse and she wouldn’t hesitate to knock over the queen piece to a game that none of them ever wanted to play. )
but then --- carrots. fucking carrots.
jess doesn’t budge from her stance, but her hand finally swings loose at her side. she shoots the bag a long, long look, then flicks her gaze back upward. ‘ -- how’m i supposed to know you ain’t messed with ‘em. ’ her priority lays with jacob, sure, but she isn’t blind to the other dangers they’ve cooked up. bliss won’t always bloom from a white-necked flower.
wow howdy look what i finally remade! ( hint: it’s my blog masterlist. )
me: gremlin me: jess is so embittered and so heavily ingrained in the survival-of-the-fittest mindset to the point of being incredibly callous, cruel, and selfish at times, so who’s to say she wouldn’t have joined up with the highwaymen
jess is 100% the type to do extremely unsanitary shit to your belongings if you spite her, and if you call her out on it? well, you’re the motherfucker with piss shoes, not her.
unrelated, jess is going to find and piss in joseph’s shoes if he gets within five feet of her
screen caps hunting is no fun bc linda cardellini would be such a good new dawn centric fc for jess but evangeline lilly? is so much more accessible?
also happy munday i’m being polite and not doxxing my stepdad skdjsh
sunday is fun bc if you do that cutesy ‘shut up’ ‘haha make me’ shit jess is just gonna knock you out
@enlive.
‘ you’re gonna fuck it up. ’ there’s little to imply that she’s being patient, but the fact that she hasn’t snatched the bow back speaks wonders abound.
reminder that jess is very prominently scarred on her face, her arms, and just about everywhere, and she always, always will be! thank u!
*avoids sadness and pain with self-destructive behavior* :~)
revenge is therapeutic sometime you just gotta light somebody up to be at peace with the universe
does anyone remember guy tricky
bithc,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
does anyone remember guy tricky
friendly reminder that i literally, actually cannot die, and id love to see any of you fuckers try to take me down
I love? Bars? They’re so much fun to sit in + bar food is unbeatable