HEAVY SMILING.

Indie Nick Clark of Fear the Walking Dead.

[lifeinpoetry]

The outside of me is on fire and the inside of me is empty, empty.

Kathleen Glasgow, from Girl in Pieces (via bvtcher)

[ohjamescook]

[killbilled]

[wnq-writers]

That’s the thing about addiction, it never really ends. But it does end you.

18blackhearts (via firmamente)

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          Nick Clark & Emma Decody

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FEAR.

[incorrectspquotes]

Short version: not dead.

(via ofdevilsstrings)

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i rise

[notimminent]

       “ Yeah? Well that’s good to know because inwardly I feel like shit. ”

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“ I’d kiss it better. Might just be a bit hard to get to it. ”

[the-tophat-archived-blog]

She hadn’t meant to let the name slip free; it had been years and years since she had last called him that. His father had used it far more than she ever had. It had only slipped free of her lips if she had wanted to bring a smile to his lips or if he had been in trouble. But after his father had passed, things had changed. She hadn’t uttered the name after that. And now the look he hurtled in her direction…it broke her heart. Madison shuffled closer as he stepped away from her; wanting to comfort him in some way. Though she was quite sure he wouldn’t let her at this point. 

‘ Nick…I’m sorry. I…I shouldn’t have…It just slipped out. ’ her hand reached out towards him; so badly wanting to brush the tears from his skin. She had caused this. She had hurt him. 

Again. 

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He wondered when it became natural for him to slip away from his mother’s touch. Pulling back, retracting before reaching fingers can touch trembling skin, was more instinct than planned action. Though the thought had crossed his mind to avoid her once again, the feeling of his arms already against his back surprised him a little. When had he begun to reject her ? For the love he once held for her steadily wane away, until there was little more left than cold resentment ? He supposed he had yet another thing to be grateful to Celia for. She had broken their fractured relationship out from its false pretenses, finally allowing him to see what she had truly become to him. 

“ Don’t. ” I don’t want you anymore. I don’t need you anymore. “ Just leave, mom. ” You’ve caused enough pain. “ Let me go. ” Everything you do, destroys.

Celia was always right.

[notimminent]

“ Confused… and scared. But… also, excited? I-I don’t… I don’t know what I’m feeling. ”

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“ Do you want to know what I think? Other than the fact that you look beautiful as always? ”

[riddlvr]

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Clark/Manawa siblings +  pre-apocalypse instagrams 

[notimminent]

‘ Like I just said: she hasn’t done anything to make me feel this way about her, but that doesn’t change the fact that I still feel it. I’m not trying to be defensive so you don’t have to act like I’m going to snap at you for telling me your opinion. I figured that we are both adults who are in a relationship and we can have an adult conversation without blowing up at one another. I’m just going to say that I find it a bit hypocritical of you to say that we shouldn’t jump to conclusions without all the facts when you are the one who went WITHOUT TELLING ME–or anyone for that matter–to find Louis. I’m just– I just feel like there is something off about her. She’s just… too good to be true. ’

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“ This isn’t about Celia, is it, Emma. This is about ME. ” His head shook slightly as hands raised up to rub at his head, a disbelieving laugh forcing it’s way past his lips. “ I should have known. Of course, you’d be pissed about it. And you’d take it out on the ONE person who I did it for. You don’t understand. I did that to SAVE us all. Celia was going to make us all leave because of Strand. I was able to stop her by understanding what she needed. I did what had to be done. I knew you wouldn’t get that. I should’ve known that this would be what it was about too. ” Teeth clenched together slightly as he turned to her, disappointed. “ Fine, Emma. Take it out on me but don’t blame Celia. She’s done nothing wrong. ”

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“ How are you feeling? ”

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she watches as he pulls himself up onto the roof. she’s not surprised at how quickly it’s done - to her, the climb up here is one of the easiest things in a world. although perhaps that’s because she’s constantly climbing. or, at least, she used to. “i’m frankie.” she replies, with a grin. she gestures to the view with a jerk of her head. “see? it’s nice up here. great way to spy on people, though i wouldn’t go saying that too loudly.” she says jokingly, hugging her legs to her chest and resting her chin between her knees. “did you live around here? before everything went wrong?” perhaps it’s an odd question - but she’s an outsider, and so she wouldn’t know who lived here before the world fell to pieces. “seems like a nice place. boring, but nice.”

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His smile is slightly heavy as he finally lowers himself down beside her and extends his arms back behind him, leaning his weight against them while he kicked his legs out to dangle feet over the edge. The sun is warm against his naturally tanned skin, though not exactly strong enough to convince him into a false sense of security, able to lull him into a gentle sleep. The wind is soft, barely there at all and yet he can almost hear the howls of the undead carried through the LA air. “ Kind of. ” He answers, not turning to look at his new companion as he speaks. “ My family lived around here. I lived… somewhere else. ” In a church. A drug den. Covered with blood. “ I wouldn’t say it’s boring. One of our neighbours used to watch his TV outside. If you sat on the roof like this, you could try and watch M 15+ movies without getting caught. ”

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she steps back from him to meet his gaze. frankie’s teary-eyed by this point, but it’s just the thought of LOSING more people she cares about. “just humor me, okay?” her voice wobbles slightly. “what if something happens? what if someone dies and i can’t save them? what happens then?” she runs her hands over her face. “i don’t want the r e a s o n somebody dies to be the fact that i was too WEAK to keep them safe.”

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It’s not his choice or his privilege to convince her to stay if she doesn’t truly want to. He doesn’t want to keep her here if she wants to leave either. As much as he likes her company and he’d miss her like he’d miss his own sister, he doesn’t have the right to restrain her. It’s her life, even if they’re already dead anyway. He won’t be responsible for ruining any more lives than he already has. “I can’t tell you that, Frankie.” His answer is hesitant and a little regretful, but he can’t help it. “ I don’t know. ”