painted skies in my brain

hannah greenberg 16 years young driver for hotel drisco survivor of hellhqs portrayed by belle

[rose-lando]

[ofjcyness-blog]

@ffsgreenberg

[themotivationjournals]

She believed, of course … because without something to believe in, life would be intolerable.

Rosamunde Pilcher, The Shell Seekers (via wnq-writers)

[ffsgreenberg]

@infcntvss

there’s grease smudged on her cheeks and her fingertips. it soaks down into her skin, staining her tan pigment with thick smears of charcoal. regardless of how vigorously she scrubs at it with, it colors in the empty space of her flesh with its grey and black sludge, until finally, she’s forced to call it quits and stuff the rag into her back pocket. 

she’s so distracted by the excess oil, however, that she doesn’t notice the other girl standing there until she physically backs into her and jumps a half-foot into the air, whirling around with wide eyes and an open mouth, frozen in a scream that won’t emit from her chest.

“ oh! s-sorry... ”

[vaememes]

*  the  walking  dead  prompts.

nsfw   and   triggering   themes   and   mentions   may   be   present,   such   as   blood,   gore,   murder,   death.

❛ It happened. Now it’s done. You live with it or it eats you up. ❜

❛ My people have guns. Yours don’t. ❜

❛ You keep choosing this life, you will die. ❜

❛ If you have to eat shit, best not to nibble. ❜

❛ They don’t attack this place. They don’t kill us. ❜

❛ Most of the people here don’t even know how to fight, even if we had ammo. ❜

❛ We need food. You have it. We’re willing to work for it. ❜

❛ Confrontation’s never been something we’ve had trouble with. ❜

❛ Y'all are worse than a bunch of evangelical second graders. ❜

❛ I’m still me, but better. I lost everything and it made me stronger. ❜

❛ I killed so that I could live. I stopped counting when I hit double digits. ❜

❛ You wanna make today your last day on Earth? ❜

❛ What if it’s the last day on Earth for you? Or someone you love? ❜

❛ I’m a sinner. I sin almost every day.  ❜

❛ It was a sanctuary. People came and took this place. ❜

❛ I’ve been bitten, you stupid pricks! I’m tainted meat! ❜

❛ We can walk away, and we will never cross paths again! ❜

❛ Nightmares end. They shouldn’t end who you are. ❜

❛ The second it isn’t, the second we lose sight of that, it’s all over.. ❜

❛ We’re all gonna die and you let this happen for nothing. ❜

❛ Welcome to the human race, asshole. ❜

❛ You’re not the person people think you are. ❜

❛ Why don’t you say what’s really on your mind? ❜

❛ Some days, I don’t know what the hell to think. ❜

❛ You had no idea what you were talking about, did you? Did you?! ❜

❛ You hear me? I’m not giving up! People like me– people like me, they can live. ❜

❛ I like it here. I like the people. But… they’re weak, and I don’t want us to get weak too. ❜

❛ Yeah, you used to be somebody’s, huh? Now you’re just yours. ❜

❛ You know, everyone’s been through it somehow. Everyone. ❜

❛ I met a lot of bad people out here doing a lot of bad shit. ❜

❛ The evidence seems to go in that direction. ❜

❛ You well know that I’m not combat ready or even for that matter combat inclined. ❜

❛ God, you’re really that much of a coward? ❜

❛ It’s their world. We’re just living in it. ❜

❛ You don’t go outside those walls anymore. Not by yourself, not with anyone else. ❜

❛ It’s gonna get people killed. It’s already gotten people killed. ❜

❛ Play your cards right, maybe you don’t have to die. ❜

❛ Things don’t get better because you– you want them to. ❜

❛ Starting right now, we have to live in the real world. ❜

❛ When you care about people, hurt is kind of part of the package. ❜

❛ I’m gonna take a group out. Best not waste any more time. ❜

❛ When I fell on my ass, they should have just left me out there. ❜

❛ Everything we’ve been working so hard to keep out, it found its way in. ❜

❛ Everybody makes it, till they don’t. ❜

❛ I killed two people and you haven’t said a word about it. ❜

❛ You can’t think forever. Sooner or later, you’ve got to make a move.. ❜

❛ I mean, what the hell is going on in this cabin? Were they storing those biters? ❜

❛ I could use a vacation. Get away. Just for a weekend. ❜

❛ Is this what you want? Is this what any one of you want? ❜

❛ Now you put down your weapons, walk through those gates you’re one of us. ❜

❛ Get in your cars, get your guns. We go in, kill them all! ❜

❛ I’m a piece of shit. Why would you want my help? ❜

❛ I’m sorry. I’m not very good at making boys your age laugh. ❜

❛ So you tell me how in the holy hell did you possibly kill this truck? ❜

❛ We’re not too far gone. We get to come back. ❜

[mafiosii]

“okay,   this   is   dumb.”   she’s   disgusted   by   how   empty,   how   sparse   the   store   has   suddenly   become.   there   is   only   what   previous   scavengers   have   left   in   disarray,   useless   items   that   rory   kicks   half-heartedly.   “maybe   we   should’ve   gone   to   a   different   place   — but   i   swear   it   wasn’t   like   this   earlier   when   i   passed   by.”   she   turns   to   look   over   her   shoulder,   unable   to   look   as   apologetic   as   she   seems.   instead,   she   laughs   slightly.   “fucking   people,   am   i   right?”  

[ffsgreenberg]

adjusting the gun strap on her shoulder, she glances around at the items strewn across the floor, mouth turned downward into a frown. from rory’s previous description of the place, she too had been expecting more variety. but it looks like it’s slim pickings now, and they didn’t come all this way for nothing. “ there’s always something, ” hannah murmurs, more to herself than to rory, as she kneels down to start rummaging. 

[unfatcd]

    claire seldom got alone time with her daughter during the day. it was a rare occasion to find her in her own quarters for once, located on the third floor of the little hotel. rena had just been put down for a nap when there was a knock on the door. “come in,” she called quietly.

[ffsgreenberg]

while she wasn’t being particularly noisy, dark eyes caught sight of the sleeping form of the toddler and hannah’s movements became all the more careful. she ever so gently closed the door behind her and tiptoed across the room until she was standing within earshot of claire, hands wringing together and voice whispering softly, “ you wanted to see me? ”

[wordsthat-speak]

… I wonder if I will ever find a language to speak of the things that haunt me the most.

Bao Phi, from “Vocabulary,” Thousand Star Hotel (Coffee House Press, 2017)

[ffsgreenberg]

( stefanie scott + cisfemale + she/her ) — there’s a rumor running around about a survivor called hannah greenberg. she is said to be sixteen years old, from dyersville, iowa, and has been labeled the shrinking violet. fitting, considering that she is reported to be sensible & diligent, as well as withdrawn & repressed. she resides in hotel drisco and is a driver. apparently she is a demisexual & virgo. an empty basketball court + a quiet night sky filled with stars. ( belle + 24 + she/her + gmt-5 ) 

hannah was originally from the middle of bumfuck nowhere dyersville, iowa, a small “city” that served as the filming location of the famous baseball movie, field of dreams. which tbh was its only claim to fame. otherwise, it was just a lot of rolling green pastures and farmland.

the greenbergs were a humble, but gigantic family with paternal german-jewish and maternal portuguese-jewish roots. they lived and worked on the same farm that hannah’s great-great-great grandfather, asael greenberg, built after immigrating to the states in the mid 19th century.

her father, david greenberg, and her mother, rachel moreno, were high school sweethearts who married one another only two years after graduation. and then proceeded to procreate like rabbits.

hannah was the fifth out of eight children, born smack in the middle between the only other greenberg daughters; leah, who was three years older and a great deal more rebellious, and naomi, who was two years younger and preferred to bury her nose in books. the rest of the greenberg children were all boys, who spent their days divided between working on the farm regardless of weather conditions (the older ones) and releasing the cows from the fenced-in boundaries of old man levesque’s cattle ranch (the younger ones).

her parents and the majority of her siblings were, unfortunately, claimed by the infection in 2016. the only greenbergs that remain are hannah and two of her older brothers, who can be found on the wanted connections page of the main. as the sole survivors of their family, the three of them have essentially been glued to each other’s sides since the outbreak.

prior to that, hannah was a good kid. she was an a/b student in eighth grade, co-captain’d the girl’s basketball team as a shooting guard, and even had a girlfriend for all of two seconds (who’s probably a zombie now. rip sara kushner from hebrew school).

she’s still a good kid, but the apocalypse has definitely had an effect on her. she is extremely quiet. for some people, unbearably quiet. it’s very rare to hear her speak more than five-word sentences, and pretty much unheard of for her to utter anything above a murmuring volume. 

i imagine that most of her fellow campers trust her as a driver because they know she won’t start blabbing about any occurrences, regardless of how big or small they are. and even though she’s largely non-confrontational, her reflexes are as fast as lightning and she’s not too bad with a firearm when it’s necessary. 

she probably could’ve been an informant of some kind instead, but she turned sixteen after the apocalypse and, up until then, her driving skills had been limited to a john deer ride-on mower and a farming tractor. so you can’t really blame her for wanting to get her own chance behind the wheel of a car. or in this case, a fully armored jeep with a load of cargo in the back and a semi-automatic pistol in the console.

tldr; wholesome jewish farm kid trades homegrown corn stalks in for stolen rations