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Rick Grimes Independent Survivor ¦ 36 ¦ Widower Not the leader #apocalypticcowboy & debvcle

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yourcharlottebrock :

Charlie cautiously takes a seat next to Rick being especially careful to put some space between them. She nods, but looks down at her hands unsure of how to start a conversation. It really had been a long time since their last encounter, and besides that with the hell she’s had to endure along with the rest of her group her spirits have been somewhat diminished. But for now they were safe, at least that gave her some hope. “How- I mean how are you?” She takes a small peak at the older man before continuing. “No that was stupid. I just I- I mean it’s just been so long.” She sighs softly, already starting to feel like an idiot.

                   --;;  It’s been nearly two years since they had last seen each other. Back then, Rick had been slightly more stable than he is now but even after all he’s endured, the older man is still TRYING to grab whatever little piece of sanity that lurked in the shadows back so he wouldn’t scare her off. “You’re still awkward as ever,” he comments and tilts his head to see her more clearly, “I’ve missed you, a lot. Ain’t think you were still around with how long it’s been. I’m glad to see you’re alive, survivin’.”

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nxbodysbitch :

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     “Feel like we got more people in the GROUND then we         do above it these days.”

                 --;; There’s a delayed silence from the other as he glances down, as if he really needs to PROCESS what had been lost. “We’ll pull through this together, we have too.” Oh, the ever optimistic one.

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starter! || @thunderflcwer

               --;; “You ain’t cold out here?” Rick questions, gesturing to the lack of jacket on the girl. “Weather’s chaningin’ now, it’s startin’ to get colder and the last thing you want is to catch a cold.”

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starter! || @whispercr

               --;; “I think you should only take what you need back.” Rick’s voice is lower now, eyes deciphering through everything the woman had before motioning to the bag. “Might run into trouble on our way back and the last thing you’re gonna want is somethin’ slowin’ you down.”

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            –;; Like this for daddy grimes to give you a starter

[myeverydaysigh-blog-deactivated]

I acted like it didn’t matter when it was breaking my heart.

yse (via raveniisms)

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“i saved you!”

                  –;; The tone reminds him of the prison’s fall; when the boy was so angry and HURT by everything they had lost in such a short time. No one knew it was coming, but Carl did. They all sensed it– even Rick while he was planting vegetables and ( PRETENDING ) shit was normal. After things picked up and they found Alexandria, Rick thought he’d be safe from hearing those words and the tone with it from his son again.

                             Rick’s dumbfounded expression had brought forth Carl’s expressiveness, the walker falling a few inches from where Rick stood and Carl not too far from behind. Even with the bandage, Rick always saw his son with BOTH eyes– eyes like his own. So determined and TIRED. But the fear laced behind them it made Rick falter and reach out.

                   Pulling Carl into a tight hug, he pulls back with a reassuring glare. He was here. He was living. He was ALIVE because Carl had indeed SAVED HIM. “Thank you.” He breathes out, nodding gently.

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“is this everything you were hoping for?”

                   –;; “It’s ENOUGH for them.” But if anyone could read betwixt the dirtied and BLOODIED lines, then anyone would be able to decipher how this turn of events was nothing that he hoped for. What he hoped for was ( gone ) and burned, left in the ground in places he could never return. If the question was asked to the others, Rick is sure they’d say the SAME.

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the-tophat :

               Nick was smart. She had known that his entire life. But that had often been a reasoning behind most of his downfalls. She had done all she could to protect him before everything. But it only seemed to grow more difficult after the fall. “I hope so.” her eyes find the man and her hand reaches out towards him to shake his. The houses and normalcy around her makes her forget, for merely a second, how fucked the world is now. “Rick, yeah? Travis told me. It’s nice to have some friendly faces around for once.”

                       --;; If things had truly been NORMAL, then there was a chance he would be arresting her son or looking to talk to Nick’s parents. Which probably would have been a lot better than going through the bullshit of the world right now. Rick still takes her hand, lips upcurving into a faint smile as he gives a firm squeeze. “It is. After everything this place has witnessed, your faces are a sight for sore eyes.”

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headabovewalker :

She was being quick in her step, wanting to put more space between she and the group of dead she had slipped past ten minutes before.  Her knife was drawn and clutched tightly in her hand and she glanced over her shoulder as she stepped onto the street.  Big mistake.  The sound of the motor pulled her attention back to where it should have been and she propelled herself backwards, landing hard on her ass.  Still, better than being stuck to the grill of his car.  She winced as she shifted from her spot on the ground.  When she looked up the driver was there, gun in hand.  She blinked.  “ — it’s ironic that you’re asking if I am okay while pointing a gun at me,” she stated without thinking.  Then shook it off.  “I’m fine.  Could have been worse and I should have been more careful.”

                    --;; Rick’s cold demeanor doesn’t shift for one second and neither does his pistol despite him being relieved deep down that the girl was okay. When she comments about him aiming his python at her, blue pools glance down at his weapon before sliding back up to her. “Can’t be too CAREFUL.” He says with a casual shrug -- as if his statement was indeed a passed government law. “Didn’t know anyone was still alive enough to get hit by a car these days.”

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sonofalexandria :

❝ I can’t sleep. ❞ The corner of his lips turned down as he bowed his head, avoiding Rick’s eye. ❝ And even if I could.. I don’t like being at home anymore. It’s too… ❞ Spencer paused, staring down hard at his hands folded across his rifle. ❝ hard, being there all alone. I’d rather be out here, keeping busy. ❞

                  --;; Rick stands in silence after Spencer is done talking, listening to the crickets chirp and feeling somewhat ENVIOUS to their nonchalant need to care about the world ending. “I don’t BLAME you,” he murmurs, fingers tightening around his own rifle. “Ain’t nothin’ bad about bein’ out here and not havin’ to face the attack of your own thoughts in the silence.”

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deadcye :

                                            was there anything ELSE for him to feel other than to feel empty & cold ? thrown into such a ( m o r b i d r e a l i t y ) at such a young age and FORCED to throw away that of his innocence in order to adapt and SURVIVE. to be sixteen years old and have k i l l e d another human being, to have taken more LIVES than he cared to admit (and so easily at that), to have to put his own MOTHER down. what would be next, the loss of JUDITH ? the loss of his FATHER ? what was there to feel good about, to be happy  about if not ( o n e ) thing going wrong than just ANOTHER. every time they had come so close to some sort of normalcy is it YANKED from their grasp. he’s sixteen years old and he’d been SHOT( again ), this time in the face resulting in the loss of his EYE, could the poor boy have to go through ANYMORE ? he’s bitter at the fucking WORLD and how could anyone blame him ? he doesn’t mean to be so HARSH to those around him but he’s angry & afraid, and he can’t help but to feel anything else, in FEAR that what makes him ( h a p p y ) will just be taken from him again, as it always is; it would hurt less that way.                                                  ❛ ’m FINE, dad. just —— fine.

                 --;; He always knew when Carl was lying, when Carl was trying to be the ( monster ) man he was forced to be at such a young age. Nothing was ever just FINE anymore and to Rick, he had hoped things could get better. Even after the walkers broke in and tore Alexandria apart, even after Jesse, even after Carl getting shot AGAIN. But Denise was proof that nothing would keep away the pain and the outside world. Not these walls, not their gates and not even their people within and behind them.

                                      “You don’t have to come.”

                 The man gives his son another stare, one that lingers as if he’s afraid this may be the last time they get to talk. No more dumb questions, no more sitting around on the porches and chatting. It may be all gone once they leave the gates in that RV and find Maggie help.

[agentxmorse]

                                          i survived…                                                        …but i paid for it

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          --;;outofthangs: So I got out all 11 starters and I need a beyonce halftime show right now. I drafted all replies and starters that have been made and will get to them when I get back!