ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴡᴇ ɢᴇᴛ ᴛᴏ ʟɪᴠᴇ.

[spilledblood]

#spilledblood  — selective & independent rick grimes ( est. 2017 )

my name’s cyn ( she/her, 25+ ). while my time zone is pst, my schedule is inconsistent af. this is RICK GRIMES, based on AMC’s the Walking Dead. I do take inspiration from the comics, but he is mostly show-based and canon divergent starting with season 9.     

rules | verses | about 

other places you can find me:

@absolveres​ | john seed

@warbought​ | frank castle 

@hostiae​| multi-muse

18+ only please!

[spilledblood]

slides onto the dash.

[hostiae]

𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎 — a mashup of horror, gaming, & fantasy content. 21+. featuring canons and ocs from resident evil, the last of us, far cry, dead by daylight, scream, lord of the rings, and more. CARRD.

[xxgotthedevilinsidexx-archived]

@spilledblood asked:

then why the hell did you agree to do it? (sherry)

Sherry realized that Rick's perception of her choices was still different despite being in the same situation as her. These differences only highlighted her isolation. She felt misunderstood and judged, and it was difficult for her to accept that no one would approve of her decisions ─ no matter how good her intentions had been. She knew she had to make the best of her situation, despite how much she hated herself for it.

" How could you of all people ask me that, Rick? You and I are more similar than you might think. We've both made the wrong choices to protect the people we cared about. You still have a chance to save your people but for me, it's too late. Don't let fear and desperation guide your choices like I did. Think carefully before you act and remember that sometimes the right decision is the hardest one to make. "

Everything she had once cared for was now gone. There was nothing left for her to fight for but Rick still had a chance. " I just wanted to tell you this before I go back. Negan finding me here won't end well for anyone. "

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maybe it isn't fair. rick doesn't pretend that his judgment is 100%. he'd once considered him a quick judge of character, but as the hypervigilance settled into his bones, rick sometimes bared his teeth before opening his mind. negan and the saviors had brought the spirit of a cornered animal back to him. strike first. before they struck them. before he lost again.

unfortunately, that direction brought them where they were now. negan had struck back harder ( and they still lost ).

maybe he's wrong about her; he'd be the first to admit it. rick's brow furrows at her initial question, lips pressed tight together as he gives her room to explain. ❝ i didn't — i don't know the whole story. i can't say i understand it. but i do know that negan doesn't offer choices, not real ones. ❞ maybe he should have considered that first and foremost. he doesn't have the time to defend his choices, nor to debate whether there was a better, less desperate option. everything reeked of desperation, despite the brave face he wore. ❝ wait. y'can't be seriously thinkin' of goin' back to him. just because you're here doesn't mean he has to know. ❞

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( @mercyprevaild​ asked: ❛ I’m a truth-teller. Some people can’t handle it. ❜ (from Judith) )

   ❝ that might be so, ❞  he doesn’t contradict her, because he knows that judith’s heart is in the right place. and he can’t say that everyone handles the truth with grace. hard truths were equally hard to swallow and some would rather shoot the messenger than take a look inward at themselves. pausing, he adds, ❝ c’mon, sit, ❞ rick closes the short distance to the porch, lowering himself to the step and gesturing for her to follow next to him. once down, he continues where he’d left off.

   ❝ but you’ve got to learn how to use a little tact. just because you’re tellin’ ‘em the truth doesn’t make it any easier to handle. it doesn’t change how it makes ‘em feel. the truth isn’t goin’ to change, but your delivery can. ❞

   rick knows it’s not always an easy lesson to learn. hell, he’s not always an expert on it himself. there’s a time and place to be blunt, to throw the truth at someone and force them to acknowledge it. and there’s another for gentleness and tact.

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( @mercyprevaild asked: ❛ It’s a stupid idea, right? ❜ (from Judith) )

there's no hesitation before he shakes his head. judith's quick — too smart for her own good most of the time. a hell of a lot smarter than he was at her age. she makes him think of carl, of lori. and it stings, knowing that she wouldn't be able to see what he does. but he doesn't want her to grow up in the hollow of the missing pieces of their family. she still has him, michonne, a wider family around them — but the family they'd lost? he sees them in her.

( but he wouldn't have it any other way. it's good. bittersweet. )

❝ no, not stupid, don't get that in your head. but it is reckless, ❞ he's hardly one to talk about being reckless. he's had more than his share of half-thought out plans, of moments where he just scraped by with just an ounce of luck. but she's just a kid and it's his job to protect her. he needs his kids to be smarter than him, better than him. objectively, her idea might've made her better. less petty. less untrusting. but rick struggles with it, rubbing the space between his brows, giving her a chance, rather than shutting it down on impulse. dropping his hand back to its resting place at his hip, he acknowledges his daughter again. she's just a kid. she shouldn't have to worry about how to help or who they should enlist to help.

❝ tell me what it is. what makes you think we should trust him? — negan, i mean. ❞

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@lunarruled​​ asked: ❛ I say it like I see it, no filter. If people can’t handle it, that’s their problem. ❜

    ❝ hm, ❞ rick’s eyes narrow in the harsh midday sun, a noncommittal hum following her statement. he doesn’t disagree. time had made it easier to give people the harder truths, to pull no punches for safety’s sake. though, the fact that he’d been a cop before everything fell to shit gave him a bit of a good foundation for getting to the point.

   rick nods, thoughtfully, not at all put off by the idea of her honesty. ❝ so let’s hear it then, ❞  for as stubborn as he could be, for as much as he thought he knew, he’s not about to pretend he knows everything. ( some days he wonders how much really knows. ) ❝ what d’you think about how we do things around here? ❞

[stormlit]

there are always two options: go the long way round, adding days to a journey and being uncertain of what might lie ahead, or cut through buildings, and risk them being full of infected. well, norah guesses there’s a third option — go straight through the horde of runners and clickers on the streets — but if she wanted certain death, she’d have let the WLF find her already. it’s not an option. she has come too fucking far to just give up. the push forward is all she has left.

❝ looks like an office block. ❞ once upon a time, anyway. she imagines anything good was picked up long ago, but as she carefully makes her way over the broken glass and round the desks, she’s keeping an eye out, just in case. and an ear out. mostly an ear out. good thing about infected is that you can normally hear them coming. ❝ can’t wait to find a treasure trove of printer ink and paperclips. ❞

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   rick would rather risk whatever lurked in the building than adding more time to his trip. at least through the building, he had more of a clear idea of what was in front of them. he’d taken enough shortcuts that real surprises were far and few between ( though it didn’t have to be surprising to be dangerous. one wrong turn was all it took. one mistake in a building swarming with infected ). he’d like to think that their luck would at least see them reach the other side.

   ❝ who knows? maybe you’ll find somethin’ to do with all those paperclips, ❞ his eyes fall to the ground to navigate safely around the shards of glass littering the floor. passing the desks, he starts for an open door to an adjacent corridor. rick’s hand rests on the grip of his holstered revolver as he steps carefully through. the building’s a mess inside; half of a floor collapsed through to the first. there’s only one way down the hall, and judging by the sign, it’s directing them towards the stairwell. ❝ guess it’s not supposed to be easy, ❞ he murmurs before glancing back, ❝ looks like up’s the only way to go. ❞

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( @merlexxdixon asked: ❛  sometimes, you can be infuriating.  ❜ )

rick can't be bothered to disguise the scoff that follows. it's not that merle's wrong — he's heard it before, but no one that's said it is quite like the eldest dixon. of all the people to say it, he's not sure he merle has a leg to stand on. he's the infuriating one?

he'd asked merle to join him outside the prison's walls to check the snares. if there's one thing he trusts merle with, it's his judgment in the wilderness, in hunting. he finishes resetting a snare before standing, brushing dirt and dying leaves from his knees. ❝ y'ever think you have that effect on people? ❞ as if merle alone had triggered rick's attitude. while he did a damn good job of it, rick doesn't put much of an effort to stifle it either. ❝ seems kind of bold comin' from you. ❞

[spilledblood]

working on asks. then i’m gonna send memes to more people. might also do a starter call later. I AM TRYING.

[spilledblood]

i’m going to be here to write tonight!

[spilledblood]

𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍'𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜.  — ind. & selective RICK GRIMES — WRITTEN BY CYN. EST. 2017

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( @stormlit​ asked: ❛  probably not, but who knows?  ❜  (norah) )

   they’d never get that lucky. any building that’d been sitting unoccupied ( hell, even those that were occupied ), was more than likely going to have infected lurking within — waiting. cutting through a dilapidated building made it almost inevitable. it’s their turf, really.

   ❝  hope you’re ready for a fight then, ❞  shoulder to the door, rick twists the doorknob and shoves it open, the hinges groaning. he’s mostly immune to the musty, rotting smell of old buildings, even as it wafts through at them. ❝ maybe we’ll get lucky and it’ll be worth it.  ❞ 

[spilledblood]

me, realizing march is my 6th anniversary on rick. while i had a pretty extended hiatus the last year or two, the fact that it’s been SIX years since i decided to try this boy out on a whim is wild to me.

[goodnightmemes]

GLASS ONION: A KNIVES OUT MYSTERY (2022) SENTENCE STARTERS

❛ You can’t keep making excuses for every one of [name]’s insane whims. ❜

❛ Genius always looks like insanity at first, though, right? ❜

❛ Hey, please stop fire-spinning inside. ❜

❛ I say it like I see it, no filter. If people can’t handle it, that’s their problem. ❜

❛ You’ve got to stay off the Twitter. ❜

❛ Are you mocking me? ❜

❛ This can’t Shazam. It’s a lamp. ❜

❛ Where’s my speargun? I gotta pack. ❜

❛ He told me you haven’t left the bath for a week. ❜

❛ My mind is a fueled-up racing car, and I got nowhere to drive it. ❜

❛ I need danger, a hunt, a challenge. ❜

❛ There’s someone here for you! With a box! ❜

❛ Hello, stranger danger. ❜

❛ Excuse me, I love your accent. I had to try it. ❜

❛ You must be very special. ❜

❛ When you throw a murder mystery party, you do it right, buddy. ❜

❛ I’m not here. ❜

❛ He’s just staying here. He’s going through things. ❜

❛ This rich-people shit is weird. ❜

❛ This is stretching my stride-taking abilities. ❜

❛ Okay, let’s stop talking and actually start hanging out and having fun. ❜

❛ Why is it on the roof? ❜

❛ I wanted to ask, what are you doing here? ❜

❛ Is this part of the game? ❜

❛ I’ve learned through bitter experience that an anonymous invitation is not to be trifled with. ❜

❛ You really try. I like that. You really make an effort. ❜

❛ You never know when shit’s gonna go down. ❜

❛ I’m uncomfortable. I’m gonna go for a swim. ❜

❛ It’s true. I say it like I see it. ❜

❛ If you want to shake things up, you start with something small. ❜

❛ That’s the place where you have to look within yourself and ask, “Am I the kind of person who will keep going?” ❜

❛ That was some real red-pill stuff. ❜

❛ Every single one of you is holding on for dear life to [name]’s golden titties. ❜

❛ Wow. That was so real. ❜

❛ I’m a truth-teller. Some people can’t handle it. ❜

❛ It’s a dangerous thing to mistake speaking without thought for speaking the truth. Don’t you think? ❜

❛ Are you calling me dangerous? ❜

❛ A few cocktails before I’m murdered. ❜

❛ Halle Berry! That has a kick. ❜

❛ This simple thing that you thought you were looking at, it suddenly takes on layers and depth so complex, it gives you vertigo. ❜

❛ Every time we’ve gotten to the point where I’m going to strangle you, you pull something like this, and it’s magic. ❜

❛ I wanna be responsible for something that gets mentioned in the same breath as the Mona Lisa. ❜

❛ This is reckless. And you’re gonna get somebody killed. ❜

❛ It’s been a memorable weekend already, to be sure, but now the real fun starts. ❜

❛ Tonight, in this very room, a murder will be committed. ❜

❛ Well, to be clear, I mean, I didn’t know what a “blood diamond” was so… ❜

❛ What am I supposed to do now? Play Yahtzee all weekend? ❜

❛ I like the Glass Onion as a metaphor. An object that seems densely layered, but in reality the center is in plain sight. ❜

❛ It’s like putting a loaded gun on the table and turning off the lights! ❜

❛ Well, I’m out of here. Tomorrow morning. Gone. ❜

❛ You’re murdering my vibe. ❜

❛ So you come here, in your Gucci flats, telling us that we owe you? ❜

❛ What do you want? A check? You want performative pity? ❜

❛ I want the truth! ❜

❛ But me, I’m tired of pretending like you’re the victim in this game. ❜

❛ That changes things, right? ❜

❛ Have we ever not pulled through? Pulled it off? ❜

❛ We won’t know the cause of death without an autopsy. ❜

❛ Listen, I must insist that nobody touch the body or disturb anything around it. ❜

Are you treating this as a crime scene then? ❜

❛ I’ll pay you one billion dollars to tell me which one of them tried to kill me. ❜

❛ Oh, fiddlesticks. ❜

❛ Is that a speargun? ❜

❛ Oh, hell’s bells! Just, everybody, just stay here! ❜

❛ I can peel back the layers, I can take it to a point, but what lies at the center, only one person can tell us who killed [name]. ❜

❛ You’re not in the bath again, are you? ❜

❛ Heavens, the dog ate the caviar again. ❜

❛ It’s a stupid idea, right? ❜

❛ Listen, I want to be clear, huh? I am not Batman. ❜

❛ Any feelings of reverence or respect that you had for me when you crossed my threshold, buttress those feelings now. ❜

❛ Yeah, I’m trying real hard to buttress, but this sounds nuts. ❜

❛ Is this safe? ❜

❛ I shouldn’t be here. This is nuts. But I’m here. So let’s do this. ❜

❛ The reality-distortion field ends here. I can’t let you do this. ❜

❛ Look me in the eye! You know it’s a lie! ❜

❛ You must be really great at Clue, huh? ❜

❛ I’m very bad at dumb things. My Achilles’ heel. ❜

❛ This is your last chance to back out. ❜

❛ I think it’s really shitty what they all did to you. ❜

❛ I sold my soul for this. ❜

❛ I thought you said you didn’t drink? ❜

❛ That’s hard kombucha. That’s Jared Leto’s hard kombucha. ❜

❛ We’re running out of time! ❜

❛ Please. Think of the danger here. You gotta step back and let me handle this. ❜

❛ I never email anything that I wouldn’t want to see on the front page of The Times. ❜

❛ I think maybe you should take up drinking. You’re just killing it. ❜

❛ Something is just teasing the edge of my brain. ❜

❛ Oh, if I ever meet Jared Leto, I’m gonna whoop his kombucha-brewing ass. ❜

❛ My therapist says this is a toxic relationship. ❜

❛ We will do what we always do. Deny, half-apologize, and then go silent awhile. ❜

❛ Please tell me you did not think sweatshops are where they make sweatpants. ❜

❛ I will do whatever I have to do to save myself, and he is my only lifeline. ❜

❛ This never happens in Clue. ❜

❛ He’s a son of a bitch. Leave his ass. ❜

❛ I don’t feel sorry for him. He deserved what he got, and you are better off without him. ❜

❛ Please don’t kill me! Oh my God, please don’t kill me! ❜

❛ I’m not trying to kill you, you crazy bitch! ❜

❛ Shitballs! ❜

❛ It hides not behind complexity, but behind mind-numbing obvious clarity. ❜

❛ A veritable minefield of malapropisms and factual errors. ❜

❛ Oh, please. Just tell us who tried to kill me. ❜

❛ Nobody tried to kill you, you vainglorious buffoon. ❜

❛ What is reality?! ❜

❛ Does he keep a vial of poison in his tooth or something? Is that a rich person thing? ❜

❛ Oh, it’s so dumb, it’s brilliant. ❜

❛ No! It’s just dumb! ❜

❛ You dim-witted, brainless jackass! ❜

❛ Your one murder, with any panache at all, and you stole the whole idea from me. ❜

❛ Wow! We got some big accusations flying around here. ❜

❛ You need evidence, and you’ve got nothing. ❜

❛ Anywhere you go, it’s going to be your word against mine. How do you think that’s gonna go? ❜

❛ There’s nothing I can do. Except maybe offer you some courage. ❜

❛ I hope your little bitch tantrum gave you closure ’cause it accomplished nothing! ❜

❛ You’re ruined. ❜

❛ Did you get the son of a bitch? ❜

[mcflymemes]

PROMPTS FROM NIKITA *  assorted dialogue from the television series

why? why me?

i know how to live with the pain. i just haven't figured out what to do with the regret.

nothing says love like a bullet to a non-vital area.

a lot has happened since then, but i know that this is how it's supposed to end.

you should have left hong kong.

they're hard to come by.

we started this fight together, just you and me.

you're being played.

it's time to finish what we started.

now it's too late.

i love you. but if that's not enough of a reason for you to leave, then i've got no reason to stay.

it's going to take some time.

being on a mission doesn't make the pain go away.

you should have taken it.

give me the damn glock!

i owe some guys some money, and now they're punching me.

the more you try to get out, the more you will realize there's always another room.

now i can't tell you what to do, but i'm not gonna stand by and watch this place destroy another person i love.

this is the operations room.

you're going to have to watch them die.

why haven't you paid them?

everything is a conspiracy with you, isn't it?

do you want to go check it out?

you were right not to trust him with your diamonds.

are you serious?

hey, i've got a message for you.

you can't just arrest me like this.

i was trying to save your country.

it was a good offer.

i've got this little app on my phone called find my deadbeat boyfriend.

i work for whoever happens to be sitting in your chair.

you're the only fake in this room.

i'm going to make certain i'm not the last.

you're not just doing this because of the assassination.

that was ten years ago.

i'm going to ask you one more time. who are you?

that's just a taste of what's coming.

do me a favor and turn up the music on your way out.

you tried to kill me.

you were right. loved ones are a liability.

the last word they breathe before the end will be my name.

did you ever have feelings for them?

i'm not the mole, genius.

let them go or i'll call the police.

you treated me like a terrorist.

if you call me baby again, i'll break something else.

something's coming, and you think i know about it.

sometimes vulnerability can be our greatest weapon.

you work for us. remember that.

do you even know what i've been doing in mumbai?

i want you to know i can get to you and hit you where it hurts the most.

everyone has their price.

when we came here, i thought it was finally over.

my father was gunned down in front of me.

it's not an arrest.

it's a good thing i have more than one.

you were obsessed with trying to identify the black ops group that killed your parents.

you know, it won't work forever.

i'm so sorry.

i already told you i'm not gonna share, unless you do.

you were right.

who am i gonna tell?

i've killed dangerous men and i've watched people i love die in my arms.

i know it's asking a lot, but i need you.

that's why you want revenge.

i can't let that be for nothing.

that usually happens.

who are you?

people in love don't just kill each other.

you aren't going to save me.

you want to know what i am? i'm a survivor.

you in uzbekistan for business or pleasure?

possibly? i think i'd remember that.

anything that happens after this, you can blame on me.

now do you know why you're here?

you can quit or you can die, but you can't stop it.

i'm getting a feeling right now.

it was last night.

i highly suggest you do not remain silent.

i really believed that the truth was going to set us free.

now i'm trapped in an even bigger lie.

you really have to get your house in order.

[poohsources]

🐝  *  ―  𝑭𝑰𝑽𝑬 𝑾𝑶𝑹𝑫 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.

❛  alright, you’ve won. happy now?  ❜ ❛  are you sure you’re okay?  ❜ ❛  can you say that again?  ❜ ❛  come on, are you serious?  ❜ ❛  do you come here often?  ❜ ❛  don’t do this to me.  ❜ ❛  don’t leave me alone again.  ❜ ❛  forgive me. just this once.  ❜ ❛  go and never come back.  ❜ ❛  have you lost your mind?  ❜ ❛  i already knew about that.  ❜ ❛  i can’t trust you anymore.  ❜ ❛  i did it for you.  ❜ ❛  i have to do this.  ❜ ❛  i think i’m in love.  ❜ ❛  i will wait for you.  ❜ ❛  i won’t let you down.  ❜ ❛  i’m always here for you.  ❜ ❛  is now a bad time?  ❜ ❛  it’s okay. i’ve got you.  ❜ ❛  just pretend to be happy.  ❜ ❛  now what do we do?  ❜ ❛  oh, don’t pretend you care.  ❜ ❛  please believe me for once.  ❜ ❛  probably not, but who knows?  ❜ ❛  sometimes, you can be infuriating.  ❜ ❛  stop! we can’t do this!  ❜ ❛  tell me what’s going on.  ❜ ❛  there’s nothing left to say.  ❜ ❛  this’ll be the last time.  ❜ ❛  we can’t keep doing this.  ❜ ❛  well, are you ready then?  ❜ ❛  what are you talking about?  ❜ ❛  what are you waiting for?  ❜ ❛  where should we go next?  ❜ ❛  why did you do it?  ❜ ❛  will you go with me?  ❜ ❛  you are everything to me.  ❜ ❛  you can talk to me.  ❜ ❛  you deserve to be happy.  ❜ ❛  you really have no idea.  ❜ ❛  you’re hot when you’re mad.  ❜ ❛  you’re going to be okay.  ❜ ❛  you’re out of your mind!  ❜ ❛  you’re stronger than you think.  ❜