*𝑱𝑼𝑺𝑻 𝑳𝑰𝑲𝑬 𝑯𝑰𝑴 .

𝐢'𝐥𝐥    𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭    𝐡𝐢𝐦    𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡    𝐦𝐲    𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞.    𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭    𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞    𝐥𝐞𝐞    𝐝𝐢𝐝    𝐟𝐨𝐫    𝐦𝐞.

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greeting friends ! I’ve   (   for the most part  ) finished my new blog ! bear with me to get the rest set up and we’ll be ready to return to our regularly scheduled clementine ! <3 

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greeting friends ! I’ve   (   for the most part  ) finished my new blog ! bear with me to get the rest set up and we’ll be ready to return to our regularly scheduled clementine ! <3 

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greeting friends ! I’ve   (   for the most part  ) finished my new blog ! bear with me to get the rest set up and we’ll be ready to return to our regularly scheduled clementine ! <3 

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The problem with playing the game this way - both Clem and Lee look like they’re living in one of those “I died and woke up in the past with knowledge of how all of this goes” AU’s. Both happy that they get another chance, but so on edge that something bad is going to happen.

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———- 𝙳𝙴𝚃𝙴𝙲𝚃𝙸𝚅𝙴 𝙳𝙴𝙲𝙺𝙴𝚁 !

psd credit: [x]

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Another commission piece but this time it’s some Ruby x Aasim 👀👀👀

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What happens if someone else gets caught while we’re in there? …What if it’s you?

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Louis: Clem, I have been charged with informing you that you need to get your little friend AJ to apologize unequivocally and immediately. Clementine: Yeah? Well, go shit yourself, Long Tall Sally, because I lecture MY kid in my OWN way and on my OWN terms.

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/  hey-o ! will be moving clem to a new blog soon ! I’ll give another update on threads and stuff once I’m all settled. <3

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                SILENCE WAS THE ONLY THING THE NEWS WAS MET WITH.  && that only made the news that much LOUDER to   echo into the receiving end of the phone. part of her was in denial.   the implications of the words hadn’t fully sunken in,   && she was free to wallow in the blissful ignorance to avoid the truth that sarah told.     ❛  oh, like….at school, right  ?    ❜     she tries to cushion her question with a small note of laughter.        ❛   we have classes together, ‘ can’t be that easy to pull off.  ❜     but deep down, clementine knows that she’s only putting a bandaid over a slowly increasing wound.     there was no possible way she couldn’t see sarah   , anymore.    they’d been best friends since they were little.     well,   litter-er.    they didn't almost everything together because no one else could understand them like they did each other so well.     why would carlos fight to make them give that up    ?       he must've been angrier than i thought.     clem thought to herself.     it was a simple mistake,    they couldn’t erase     (     TWO YEARS      )      of friendship because of that.       the boiling repercussions of her initial denial coursed through her,        the unfairness of something completely m i n o r.    completely fix-able.     ❛   you know what  ?    that’s crap, sarah. don’t you think so  ?    carlos can’t do this to you. who’s gonna tell you if the insane chainsaw murderer is finished hacking up some horrible actors guts so you can uncover your face during horror movie nights ?   who’s gonna make holiday cookies with you ?    that’s been our tradition since forever.  ❜    so it wasn’t literally forever,     but clementine’s mind was caught up in the unbalanced PROS && CONS of being forced to ignore sarah at school.    of never again heading over to her house when her relatives came to visit & she didn’t want to ENDURE another question about boyfriends && if she had a crush on anyone.   never again walking home together but taking small de-tours to get ice-cream & talk about their mean && hot-headed science teacher.      of never having these kind of talks.              the ones where they’d lounge around in their rooms away from the prying ears of parents and make plans for the weekend,      laughing about the newest comedy show that they both planned on recording & meeting up later at school to talk about it in full length.    neither of them had any siblings,     && she definitely couldn’t talk her mom without them falling into a lengthy,        lecturing argument that ended in her mood transitioning in a matter of minutes & barricading herself in her room to wallow in her regret      (    && self-imposed stupidity    )     she supposes for thinking she could talk to her mom.    there was her dad ——- but he was usually preoccupied with building in the garage.     the JOYS of having an engineering father && doctor mother    . she’d have to go back to the loneliness of motions.   ❛   you need to talk to him.  ❜  

          Sarah pondered her friend’s words, wondering just how her father might react if she tried to broach the subject with him. She knew he’d been wary of Clementine, just as he was whenever he was introduced to anyone who might’ve been a potential friend. But she knew why this was so - he was protective of her, this she also knew, and was afraid that someone might eventually turn around and hurt her. “He loved her and wanted her to be safe,” were his ever-so-cautious words. But she was safe. Clem had never hurt her, not once, in the long time of their friendship. She wasn’t one of the girls who made fun of Sarah and called her names - something the latter said had stopped. Who knew what would happen if he found out she was LYING? 

          She lifted her head up slightly at her friend’s plead to talk to her father, a look of anxiety and confusion crossing her features. Talk to him? Would he listen to her words? Her dad was the kind of person who usually stuck to what he said and rarely changed his mind. But Sarah didn’t want to lose Clementine as her best friend, she couldn’t. She didn’t remember the last time she had someone who did everything with her, someone she could tell all of her secrets to. She loved her dad with all her heart and every fiber of her being, but there were things that she knew he just wouldn’t understand. Her mother had been dead and gone since Sarah was six, so it wasn’t like she was even around to talk to. Clem’s mom had shown her bits and pieces of what having a mother was probably like, and that was something else she didn’t want to lose. Sarah sat up, removing her hand from her cat’s fur and holding her phone with both hands. 

         “I’ll…I’ll try,” she promised, her voice laced with melancholy. “My dad won’t be back until really late, but…but I can try tomorrow after school. Maybe he won’t be so angry then.” A thump momentarily startled her, causing her to look around until she realized that a cool wind had picked up outside and caused the tree branches to knock against her second-story window. Only feeling a little relieved, she lay back against her pillow. She didn’t quite like being alone in the silence, and soon found herself wishing for company. Her best friend’s company. Her shoulders slumped, her head facing downward once again. “I wish you could come over, Clem.”

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          𝙷𝙴   𝚆𝙰𝚂𝙽𝚃    𝚁𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃.    𝙿𝙰𝚁𝙴𝙽𝚃𝚂  𝚆𝙴𝚁𝙴  𝙽𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁  𝚁𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃 .  not when it included punishments like this.   what was keeping her away from sarah proving ??   what was carlos saying ??  that she couldn’t be trusted ?  she was bad news ?  one detention didn’t make someone jump to so many conclusions.    who was going to protect sarah from the nasty girls in their class that snickered under their breaths  ,  && called her names ??  she’d told her a small lie that they hadn't done it anymore ,   if she found out the truth , what if that’d only put a bigger rift in their friendship ??   shit.            her own mother adored sarah ,    && thought it was nice that her daughter had someone to finally grow close with after being so independent from a young age , && being difficult for others to bond with her.  the extended silence after her plea left her biting her lower lip , knowing that sarah was weighing her words. would she try ?  clem couldn't exactly blame sarah for being hesitant.      her dad was a strict man.    (    my word is law      )    , in alot of ways.       but he had to listen to his only daughter , right ??  maybe if he saw how UPSETTING this decision was , carols would change his mind. it was a hope that clem believed in with light fingers , knowing that the odds were stacked against them being so young &, apparently , unwise.          her eventual relent ---- though laced in somber deliverance  , made clementine relieved , but the anchor of DREAD didn't budge from her gut.      ❛ . . .okay , I wish I could be there to back you up.   ❜        the tiniest smile lifted her tone , hoping it’d be enough to uplift the other girls nerves.      feeling too unsettled to sit in one place , the hat-adorned teenager scooted from her bed  ,     && ventured in a small mosey around her room ,    allowing the silence of knowing her best friend was still there.     in some way , cushioning the snaking loneliness that started to creep upon her.        however ,     hearing something muffled on the other line brought her shapely brows to furrow ,     concern tensing her features.          ❛  is everything okay ?  what was that ?   ❜       hearing a little sigh ,  however ,   her forlorn wish pulls her lips in a frown.    ❛   I wish I could come over , too. I bought some new books the other day that I wanted to show you. I think you'd really like them.   ❜              a few minutes passed where another thought occurred.  could they really stop two teens   ??     she considered her an sarah a unit.        a strong one ,   at that.  sarah was the brains ,      & she , the brawn ---- sorta.  her lanky arms and figure would oppose to that ,  but nevertheless , an idea sprouted in her mind.     empowered ,    & honeyed eyes looked towards her door ----- hoping her parents weren't eavesdropping.     they could be asleep at this hour ,      but clem still cupped her palm over the receiver of her phone && lowered her voice to a hush.  ❛  maybe....maybe we can still see each other. I got a plan.  well , plan b.  ❜

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@ratleaderr​ sent: "-- something broke inside me. a long time ago. "

                  𝙷𝙸𝚂   𝙼𝙴𝙰𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙶   𝙱𝚁𝙸𝙽𝙶𝚂   𝙷𝙴𝚁   𝙴𝚈𝙴𝚂  𝚃𝙾  𝚁𝙸𝚂𝙴 .       lips set themselves in a apprehensive line that doesn't reach her eyes.       there’s a moment where awareness hits.     she can’t be PASSIVE.     it transitions on her features ,        like a rain droplet to a calm lake.     one impact causing a rippling effect ,    &&  disturbing the veil.      not like how shes been towards him whenever they have instances where they were alone.    fingers play with idle motion against the cold stone of the staircase.  tonight was chilly ,  but she hardly minded it.    it was a nice break from the succession of HEAT that was overbearing in the afternoons.     the tide of her breath is surprisingly steady in its inaudible inhale , even to her.      ❛  you mean before. .  .everything  ?   ❜     clem could believe it.    no    , she did believe it.       there were events that had broken even the strongest people ,    some were just better at hiding it.    we’ve both been strong for too long. we havent had a break since we were born.       what was it for marlon ?     she’d only experience the sequel chapters of his story ,   &&  thinking over past events in her mind ,    there was a lot to unpack. 

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@sangdarling​ sent:  "-- what's your favourite colour? lemme guess... is it, /b-lou?/ "

            ❛  𝙷𝙾𝚆  𝙳𝙸𝙳  𝚈𝙾𝚄  𝙺𝙽𝙾𝚆 ?    is it fair to assume that your favorite color is ORANGE ?  ❜

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what form of gentle affection are you?

COOKING TOGETHER. the tender domestic intimacy... making something that you can share and enjoy together... getting to feed each other at the end... you want a love that is effortless and lasting, one where you are best friends as well as romantic partners. you want someone that understands how you feel before you even say anything. you want someone who can make you believe in soulmates, and where every kiss feels like coming home. sometimes you worry that effortlessness will turn into boredom, and that your romance lacks the passion you often see in others. let this fear go; your devotion is passion, and anyone who appreciates you properly will feel the fire in your connection. tagged by: stolen ! tagging: the dash !

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walking dead game sentence starters . @angerdad​ sent :  "i’m sorry for all this sappy shit."

          𝚃𝙷𝙴  𝙽𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃  𝚃𝙴𝙼𝙿𝙴𝚁𝙴𝙳  𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙾  𝙰  𝙲𝙰𝙻𝙼  𝚆𝙰𝚅𝙴  𝙾𝙵  𝚀𝚄𝙸𝙴𝚃.   for the most part .   the low huffs of rosie’s slumber near her thigh sounding like a car on the last leg of its engine.     clementine takes a pause ,     letting her fingers roll through the soft fur of the canine with ease ---- a stark  IMPROVEMENT  from when her hand used to tremble even orbiting it near her maw .      but its only to fully embrace kenny’s words that never failed to provoke a smile that tugs its way with tender ease across her lips , reaching her eyes as so many few things were able to.   kenny had his rough edges , his frustration that they both shared in their travels together ,  their griefs that didn’t have to be stifled with a hand over their mouths in the dead of night .    that didn’t have to be subdued for the harrowing effort of being strong for other people  , barely hanging on the last strings of themselves  ,   the two of them .           just as her attachment to aj ran deeper than responsibility && circumstance  , kenny’s ran farther for her than just a little girl his friend was looking after .   new groups often times meant   new trouble .  some ,    she’s had to face on her own.  the unfamiliarity of DIFFERENT faces after spending so much time coming to love the ones before were startling .  It had to have been the same for him after savannah .       they both suffered so much apart ,  clementine wasn’t sure if it got easier once UNITED.    he’d taken so many hits for her , he lost an eye just so   she wouldn’t have to    by carvers hand .  the mass of the guilt && emotions that rumbled through her eleven year old frame she remembers so vividly  ;   ( ---- I would’ve stood up , he didn’t have to do that for me !     /     what if he never wakes up  ??   fuck you ,  carver !  ----- please ,  kenny  , we need you ,  I still need you !  you’re my best friend .  I don’t wanna hear sarita cry anymore  ---- my face hurts    ,  but my heart hurts worse  ---- I don’t wanna kill anymore people I love !  )                 she never got the chance to thank him .  for everything  ,   since the beginning  ,   he tried to keep her safe ,  he tried to keep EVERYONE safe ---- 𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝙰𝚅𝙴𝙳 𝙼𝙴 .     ❛  I think after everything that’s happened to us ,  you can afford to say some sappy shi---stuff.  ❜       clementine corrects amusingly  ,   finally turning her soft , amber gaze on the older man beside her.    smile soon waning slightly as she retreated her hand from rosies fur ,   && poised it in her lap to join with her other one.    ❛   && that also means that I do , too. ❜   she chuckles , inhaling gently.       ❛   I dunno , me saying thank you doesn’t even begin to cover how much I want you to know how much I appreciate everything you’ve done for me , for aj. even for lee , I think you were the closest thing to having a best friend to him , kenny.   && I know duck ,  && katjaa would be proud of you , too. so many people would’ve given up , but you didn’t. you didn’t even give up on me.   I love you , okay ? aj && I both. I’m really happy I got to meet you ,  kenny.    ❜

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                       walking dead game sentence starters . @walkerwhisperer​ sent: kids shouldn’t have to worry about that sort of thing.

          ❛  𝙺𝙸𝙳𝚂  𝚂𝙷𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳𝙽’𝚃  𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙴  𝚃𝙾  𝚆𝙾𝚁𝚁𝚈  𝙰𝙱𝙾𝚄𝚃  𝙰 𝙻𝙾𝚃  𝙾𝙵  𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶𝚂.   ❜   it was spoken with a quiet echo of remorseful observation ,  amber eyes peering down at her hands ,  covered in the blood of the rabbit james had helped her skin for tonight's dinner.    more of a snack ,   really.   but it only reinforced the innocent statement that was shared with her.   kids like aj shouldn’t have to learn how to catch rabbits if they wanted to go to bed on a somewhat full stomach.  or keep watch in case of bandits ,  scavengers or raiders came to take what they wanted from them.  nor ,   should they know what the handle of a handgun feels like.                clementine wonders if this is what lee thought about ,  too.   all the while she slumbered with seamless oblivion nestled against his side in the rv to the new world that changed so suddenly , SO  DRASTICALLY.      did he have the same regret after he taught her how to shoot for the first time ?  that a little girl shouldn’t have to do the things shes done ?  she used to think it got easier as she grew up.  that finding it normal was supposed to be apart of   s u r v i v a l.     but ever since meeting james ,  his fresh mind && eyes that still attached themselves to the over-saturation of morality the old world was so full of ,  it made her think something was almost wrong with her.           who knew ?  maybe there was.    [   of course there is   -   you're a murderer   ] .       there was something wrong with everybody now these days ,   wasn’t it ??  desperation to live longer than the next person only capitalized  it.   but a barren fact came to bring her eyes up ,     regarding him with a shapely brow arching upwards.    ❛   I don’t think teens should have to wear dead people’s faces to keep themselves from being eaten alive ,  either.  ❜

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               the walking dead games sentence starters .  @gciltyascharged sent: you’re as stubborn as a damn mule.

        𝚃𝙷𝙴  𝙵𝙴𝚆  𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙳𝚂  𝚂𝚃𝙾𝙿  𝙷𝙴𝚁   𝙸𝙽  𝙷𝙴𝚁   𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙿𝚂  𝙼𝙰𝙳𝙴  𝙿𝙰𝚂𝚃  𝙷𝙸𝙼.      normally ,    clem would be annoyed at the comment - despite expecting it from someone who was ten times worse than her.    but ,    this time around -  a new tactic was in order.    upturning the corners of her lips ,   the teenage survivor turned to regard the taller boy.    ❛    to go up against you && your stupid games ?? I have to be.  ❜

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