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me: *logs on to do things* abe: fuck this fuckery. i aint doin’ anything. go suck a monkeys dick me: ... that was a little over the top abe: go fuck yourself me: ... ok then
Fear has it’s use, but cowardice has none. (requested by anon)
“You don’t have to throw yourself out of a moving car to feel like you’re calling the ball…If you have a roof over your head, you have food, if you have walls…you have choices. And without walkers and bullets, and shit hitting the fan, you’re accountable for them. Hell, you’re always accountable. It’s just, without all that other noise, you know people won’t notice.” 06.06 | 06.14
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“Bet you thought you were all gonna grow old together, sittin’ around the table at Sunday dinner and the happily ever after. No. Doesn’t work like that, Rick. Not anymore.” (insp)
comfort sentence starters.
“ there, there, it’s okay, don’t cry. ” “ shhh, it’s okay now, i’m here. ” “ don’t cry, everything will work out. ” “ please don’t cry, i’m so sorry. ” “ i will always be here for you. never forget that. ” “ don’t you ever forget that i am always here. ” “ if you ever feel alone, don’t, because i am right here. ” “ i’m going to be here for you through it all. ” “ are you okay? do you need a hug? ” “ come here, give me a hug, it’s going to be okay. ” “ i will always offer you my shoulder to cry on. ” “ don’t let anyone break you down, rise up from their antics. ” “ you deserve so much better, you are a beautiful being. ” “ stop looking for a reason to die, look for one to live for. ” “ you never have to be alone again, i promise. ” “ please don’t make a promise you can’t keep. ” “ hey, what are friends for, huh? ” “ have i ever not been there for you? ” “ i will hold your hand through it all. ” “ never let anyone bring you down dear. ” “ oh, you can’t let them win, stop that. ” “ well, now, what is crying going to do about it? ” “ you finish crying and stand up and come back ten times harder. ” “ you can always forgive, but never forget. ” “ it sucks, i know, but time heals all pain. ” “ you shouldn’t let them get you down. ” “ you are such a strong person, you can beat this. ” “ you will come out on top, standing strong. ” “ you can’t break someone who is already broken. ” “ you will survive this because you were built for it. ” “ it seems rough right now, but just wait, better days do come. ” “ sometimes you just have to let go and let god. ” “ show them what you’re made of, screw them. ” “ when denied, work harder and serve justice. ” “ you are worthy of so much more, i promise you. ” “ you’re not all bad so stop acting like it. ”
rosita.
‘ go. –––– go, abraham! just go! ’ looking back at the herd, rosita couldn’t see how she’d make it to him in time. though that didn’t mean her pretty little legs weren’t going to run their fastest to him.
❛ if you think i’m leaving your ass behind, you are wrong! now give me your fucking hand! don’t make me waste time coming in there to get you! ❜ abraham yelled over the sound of the oncoming herd. he could hear the others who had already gotten out fighting the few stragglers.
carol.
She should be used to his crude language by now, but sometimes his way with words still took her by surprise. “Interesting way of putting it, but if you’re willing to sit and wait about twenty minutes I can make a fresh batch, since I’m all out right now.”
❛ i’d sit for a whole hour for a couple of your cookies. ❜ abraham couldn’t help it. he loved his sweets, as did anyone else. besides, it was the little things that you needed to enjoy in this world. what better way to enjoy it with a warm and moist cookie?
slowing down his strides slightly as to match with maggie’s, he turned his head with a small grin. ❛ how’s the pancake? i don’t know jack shit about baby things but - when are you supposed to be able to feel them move? i bet that’s gonna be creepy ; like there’s an alien inside of you. kinda like spaceballs - you know, the movie? ❜ / @faithbuilt
rick.
The rotten stench reached his nose first. Tilting his head to the side, Rick’s eyes travelled from the redhead to the car parked by the side of the road. “Well, walkin’ don’t seem a good choice.” he said, holding up an empty plastic bottle. Without water they wouldn’t get far in such heat. “C’mon.”
eyeing the empty bottle, abraham knew they needed water desperately. with the amount they were sweating every minute, it was more water their bodies were losing. ❛ let’s get this shit on the road then. i could use a cold shower about now. ❜ and a beer too. stepping over to the car, abe made a face. ❛ shit smells worse than a monkey’s ripe ass. ❜
rosita.
‘ well,––––– i love you, abraham. so… there. no need to read my mind. just––– figure out what to do with THAT. ’
his feet bringing him closer until he’s standing only a mere inch away from her, abe brought a hand to her cheek. ❛ you know i love you, baby. and if i ever made you feel like i didn’t, then i’m sorry. ❜ callused fingertips brushing against baby smooth skin, he smiled softly. ❛ i’m HERE. i’m all in. you couldn’t get rid of me even if you wanted to. ❜
okay my fellow ball sacks, here’s what is going on.
while i understand the lack of abra/am ford blogs is making everyone extremely excited ; this is a reminder that i am SELECTIVE / MUTUALS ONLY. this fandom is a fucking huge one and it is impossible to write with everyone. that being said, i get severely overwhelmed and anxious when i get a bunch of messages from non-mutuals begging me to write with them. i would love to be able to write with everyone but i just can’t. so i ask you, if i’m not following you back ; it is not personal. it is not me thinking i am better than you. it is me trying to have a small amount of control about how many things i have. you are all special in your own way and i love you. but please, please, if i am not following you back - stop IMing me asking for plots and spamming my inbox.
thank you, j.
i’m jumping between blogs. so bare w me
sasha.
a sigh had left her upon seeing the razor and shaving cream in the bathroom — still even now, when he was supposed to be recovering, he was fussing about things that weren’t of a priority right now. he should just be focusing on resting. after it had all happened, she’d brought him back to the hilltop, to have him near a doctor, and to stay with him, help him. it was difficult, she knew that, she knew him, knew the stubbornness and his will to do things himself rather than accept help from everything, but the truth was, she had been afraid she had lost him. the fact that he was still here was probably the only thing stopping her from signing herself up to a suicide mission, all in the name of putting a bullet in negan’s head.
once she’d finished up what she’d been doing, she headed on through to the bedroom where he was, —– seeing that he was awake, she allowed a small smile to play on her features. it was finding the line between mothering him, which she didn’t want to do, and being a help to him. “ hey. ” she greeted him quietly, and moved to place herself on the edge of the bed, “ sorry if i woke you up. ” she’d been as careful as she could when she’d left his side this morning, knowing that he could use the rest, needed it.
eyes shifting as he watched sasha move out of the bathroom and back into the bedroom, abraham let out a small breath. he was thankful for her, he really was. but this wasn’t him ; the kind of guy who wanted to be taken care of, who got the looks of pity because he could barely form words without stuttering let alone full sentences. no, he was the one who took care of others, who protected. and now? all he could do was lay in bed.
but sasha was doing her best and abraham could only imagine how hard it had been afterwards seeing him like that ( the unknown ). thankfully, after he had been hit, the blackness had came and he had passed out. the only thing that the redhead had remembered was the brief pain and then nothing.
❛ h--hi, ❜ he stuttered, forehead crinkling as he forced the word out. bringing his hand to rest on top of her thigh as sasha sat down beside him, he shook his head as if telling her that she hadn’t woken him. ❛ y-you d-d-didn’t. ❜
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@scarworn said: me & abe will come fite
eye of the tiger plays in the distance
abe : lemme at ‘em