to survive

independent & selective walking dead original character. written by georgina.

[checkmatcd]

you  may  think  you’re  winning  this  heartbreak,  but  you’re  not  gonna  win  it  ‘cause  CHECKMATE.

multimuse  ft.  muses  from  a  variety  of  fandoms.  revamped  jan  2020.  template.

[pizzagirlisms-blog]

Indefinite Hiatus/Inactivity Notice.

So I’ve thought about this a lot and I’m putting Taylor on a form of hiatus. I’m kinda just not gonna come on here again until I have a lot of actual muse. I only really remade Taylor because I wanted to use the fc and missed the character, but I didn’t have muse and I changed her character from last time I made her and she’s not the same anymore and - ehile i still love her - muse just isn’t there.

You can now find me on @bethisms, @telepathia & @noahsduval.

[threestrikesyouredead]

                 He was still grinning widely as he watched the blood pool on the ground, bits of brains scattered here and there. He was sure this would be enough of a fucking example for that asshole Rick and his band of merry cocksuckers. But then, oh fuck, then one of his own people had the nerve fucking nerve to question him. And as soon as she finishes speaking, his has his bat aimed directly at her, the grin gone from his face. Because fuck all if some bitch thinks she gets to question him, in front of everyone. “Let me make something real fucking clear right now. You ever question me again, I will bash your goddamn head in just like I did with your little friend over there.” His words are low, snarled between clenched teeth. He was having a good goddamn time. Why the fuck did people have to ruin that? “You’re lucky I’m feeling generous right now and only one person had to die today. Keep this shit up and I’ll make it two. Understood?” He’ll order his men to release the Alexandrians once he’s made it very fucking clear that this will never happen again. And then the group will have a week and Negan will be back for more of his shit.

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                 She’s filled with regret the moment she stops speaking, & that regret only grows as the bat is aimed at her face. Her brother had always told her that she as too outspoken for her own good, & that had just become very clear. Negan is a very dangerous man, & she should know a lot better than to question someone in a position with so much authority. She was lucky to even be with The Saviors, she shouldn’t be doing anything to risk that. She’s absolutely terrified by the man standing in front of her, the bat in his hands being a large part of that fear. Especially since it was pointed right at her face. Her eyes are going between him and the bat, doing her best not to appear too scared as she stands in his presence. She nods as he finishes speaking. “Understood, sir.”

[dclilah]

     Delilah had asked herself the same question many times when she first joined The Saviors— anyone ( well almost anyone ) would find it difficult to look past the absolute brutality that The Saviors displayed on a daily, but it was a NEW WORLD and with that things were bound to change even drastically and violent. ❛ We’re alive.❜ She simply stated, her tone soft and quiet as if she were telling a secret. ❛ It may not always be necessary, but we’ve lasted this long because of it. Sometimes we just gotta do things we may regret later to stay breathing. You’ll adjust. ❜

[pizzagirlisms-blog]

    She nods slightly at the girls words. That’s just how it is now. Part of her can’t help but wonder what her brother’s doing. If he’s alive, did he have to do this too? Did he have to go against everything he knew & become the BAD GUY to survive? & if he’s dead... Maybe that would just be better. For the both of them. ❛ Guess I don’t have MUCH CHOICE in that, huh? Just gotta survive somehow. ❜ 

[shcwycurteeth-blog]

it has been hard to smell much other than DEATH in the past few days. a hoard was nearby, likely upwind somewhere. shambling, groaning, and clogging up roads and routes. the area he was in wasn’t very homely – not somewhere he planned on staying, not even for the night. on occasion his head lifts, tries to find something, ANYTHING, other than rotting flesh. there was no smoke, no fresh blood, no gunpowder – nothing to lead him towards a gathering of people. for a moment he considered shifting and tracking that way, maybe even curling up somewhere at some point – but a voice sounds out and his hands instantly raise in defense.  sneaking up on him wasn’t easy.             “ —- don’t. don’t shoot. i’m alone, have been since my family got over run.                      lying about that … i don’t think i could live with myself very well.”

[pizzagirlisms-blog]

once he speaks she steps forward out onto the road. she looks him over then lowers her gun, deciding not to treat him like an IMMEDIATE THREAT. he’s alone, and that means he shouldn’t be too hard to deal with should things go south. she holsters her gun, slowly approaching him. she can’t help but feel BAD about what happened to his family. she knew what it was like to lose your family to the walkers, and it wasn’t something too easy to deal with.

           “       i’m sorry to hear that. i know how it feels... what’s your name? ”

[itstayson-deactivated20160705]

the praise — even if it was an awkward attempt – has a small smile rising to luke’s features. the collar itself was something he had really mixed feelings about; it’d been put on by evil people who made it impossible for him to feel confident removing it but it was … also strangely a comfort. it was something from home, even if it home hadn’t been healthy. compliments have cheeks reddening and he nods, nervously raising a hand to touch at leather out of habit.                  “th-thank you.” 

[pizzagirlisms-blog]

she’s not great at this, but she still made him smile, & the fact that he smiled just made her smile more. it makes her think back to the time she’d tried to go goth when she was younger. of course, she’d had no clue what a goth actually was. She ended up just wearing black & tried collars like the one the boy as wearing, but it had never really ended up looking too good or really being goth at all.

                “have you always warn it?”

[bellumnatiarchive-deactivated20]

brella:

important ship tropes:

fake dating

SECRET dating

being locked in a room or trapped in a small space

huDDLING FOR WARMTH

BEING ON THE BRINK OF ADMITTING THEIR FEELINGS FOR EACH OTHER BUT THEN GETTING INTERRUPTED

finishing each other’s sentences, KNOWING WHAT THE OTHER IS ABOUT TO SAY

tou chi NG!!!! FOr eheA DS!!!!!!11!!

wearing each other’s clothes

doing that thing where they accidentally get real close and, like, stare meaningfully at each other for a few seconds too long

channeling the inner romcom and having an epiphany about how much they care about each other and RACING TO CONFESS THEIR LOVE

fucking. Now or Never Kiss

HEIGHT DIFFERENCES

defending each other to scathing tertiary or otherwise minor characters but ONLY WHEN THE OTHER ISN’T AROUND

reincarnation or time loop or OOOOH TIME TRAVEL SCENARIOS

dramatically saving each other from certain death or barely surviving something that almost makes the other break down and just smirking wearily and mumbling flippant smartass remarks to HIDE THE DEPTH OF THEIR FEELINGS

undercover as lovers, the classic

ALMOST KISSING. like getting so close that they start to close their eyes and hold their breath and then SOMETHING HAPPENS and they jump apart, that is MORE VALUABLE THAN ANY ACTUAL KISSING

casually sitting on each other’s laps during ensemble cast conversations or scenes

did i mention F AKE DATinG

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@preachersdelilah liked the starter call.

   ❛ you ever wonder if it’s all WORTH it ?? the fighting, the stealing & all that ?? ❜ she asks it quietly, as if someone overhearing would be the end of the already ended world. she still hasn’t fully adjusted to life as a savior, but she was trying. she’d do what it took, seeing as negan was the only thing really keeping her alive right now. “it just seems like.. A BIT MUCH. ❜

[pizzagirlisms-blog]

@lethargic-hunter liked the starter call.

she can hear rustling in the bushes behind her, causing her to quickly turn around & point her gun at it. she doesn’t see anyone, but people always hide out in bushes, ready to attack at any moment. she might not have many supplies, but not a lot is always enough for people to steal. that’s just the way people are now. she continues to stare at the bushes before deciding to speak. if it’s not a living person then it’s not gonna matter that she talked. no one would know.

“come out with your hands up. i don’t want any trouble, but i will shoot if you try anything.”

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@itstayson liked the starter call.

“i like the collar.” it’s said with a small, awkward smile. she’s not good at starting conversations or friendships, & this is just proof of that. “i tried wearing something similar once but.. it didn’t suit me. looked weird. looks good on you though.”

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@skinwclking liked the starter call.

it wasn't often that taylor ran into lone survivors. most people at this point either had a group or had just one other person, it was very rarely a SOLO SURVIVOR. it made her hesitant when she saw him, unsure if he was just a solo member of another group - a trap even. he hasn’t seen her yet, and she uses that to her advantage. her gun raises, pointed straight at him before she even speaks. “are you alone? and don’t lie to me, or i WILL shoot you.” but of course she wouldn't know if he as lying. she’s just trying to sound threatening.

[deliverybcy]

@pizzagirlisms

                      ❛ OH, sweetheart. you think just because we knew each other in the old life that i SAVED you ?? ❜ a small laugh is quick to emerge from the male, a hand lifting to cover his mouth in an attempt to cease his amusement.  ❛ no—no. i SAVED you ‘cause you’d make a nice addition to the family. you’re ALONE out here, you’ve handled yourself THIS FAR; i think good ol’ negan’s gonna like YOU.  ❜

[pizzagirlisms-blog]

                     ❛ the family? ❜ that sounds mildly TERRIFYING to her. this whole situation is mildly terrifying to her, the relief of a FAMILIAR FACE had quickly warn off after he started talking. this wasn't the same glenn rhee that taylor had once known, and she KNOWS things aren’t about to get any easier.  ❛ who’s negan ?? ❜ something about the way he’d said the name - the way he’d said the whole sentence - was just plain UNSETTLING.

[lovelydisneys]

[pizzagirlisms-blog]

okay friends im still iconing but it’s starter call time !!

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@heydumbcss liked the starter call.

“Shit was so much easier when we were just delivering pizzas.” She says it quietly as the two of them walk. She’s just trying to lighten the mood, though she’s not sure how well it’s working. People had taken Maggie, & she knew that he was freaking out. She may not know Maggie that well, but she knew Glenn & she knew that he loved her, & that made Taylor worry a lot. “You’ve grown up so much.” & maybe that’s to be expected in the apocalypse, but she still remembers the young & innocent Glenn that laughed a lot and was almost always smiling. It seemed like so long ago. “You know, we’re gonna find her.”

[pizzagirlisms-blog]

@nobodyssavior liked the starter call.

   ‘   So what's life like around here ??  ’

She’s TRYING to adjust, only recently joining the saviors. It was different already to life with Rick’s group; more people for one thing, & a much SCARIER leader. It would take time for her to really get used to this life, but that was how she had to do things now. How they had to survive. it as all about ADJUSTING. 

       ‘   Seems like y’all got it ALL figured out.  ’

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@threestrikesyouredead​ liked the starter call.

                  She’d tried so hard not to show that she knew the group that had been in the lineup, but watching someone she’d once thought of as her family get their head smashed in like that.. It made things hard. She had left the moment the bat had swung down, the image of their head being so viciously attacked being just a bit much for her. She’d seen the look in their eyes when they’d noticed her, & perhaps she’d never be able to forget that terror she’d seen. Pure & complete terror. It as all over so quickly & now it’s just the aftermath. The crying & screaming & the blood sticking to the grass. Things she’d seen a million times before, but this was different. She approaches Negan slowly, knowing its probably a bad idea but doing it anyway. “Did it have to be so.. brutal?” She asks quietly, looking up at the man. Her gaze sticks to Lucille for a moment before she forces herself to look somewhere else. “I’m sure we could’ve gotten the message across some other way.”