katana boy

independent rp blog for an oc independent rp blog for an oc savior of the walking dead. named trey, he is mostly known for having removed his own right eye after an infection threatened his life -- and a katana that he refuses to part with. is one of the saviors that eventually betrays negan. multi-verse & multi-ship. comic & tv show. blog is nsw. mun and muse both of age. fc: alex turner

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                     && lost boys like me are free.

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                     && lost boys like me are free.

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                     && lost boys like me are free.

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                     && lost boys like me are free.

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                     && lost boys like me are free.

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TREY HAS MOVED.

you can find him here.

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gonna be doing a bit of a revamp, so hold tight.

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                        && lost boys like me are free.

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five word prompts

[inspired by this]

“actually… i just miss you.”

“alright, i’ll leave you alone.”

“and slowly… i was forgotten.”

“and then everything just disappears.”

“and where do i go?”

“anyone could tell from here.”

“are you finishing that or…?”

“are you stupid or stupid?”

“anything, just call me, okay?”

“bitch better have my money.”

“bro… that’s so… not cool…”

“but did you do it?”

“call me now. it’s urgent.”

“can’t you listen to me?”

“cross that. don’t answer that.”

“don’t even think about it.”

“don’t you dare walk away.”

“do it. i dare you.”

“did you think i forgot?”

“eventually… you just move on.”

“even if you still do.”

“everything will fall into place.”

“fight me, you attractive stranger.”

“for once, i need you.”

“for once… i was right.”

“for once… i was wrong.”

“forget i even asked you.”

“forget it. you fucking suck.”

“fuck’s sake, what’s your problem?”

“fuck off. i mean it.”

“give and take. that’s life.”

“great. perfect. nice. fuck this.”

“have you lost your mind?”

“hello? it’s me. i was-”

“hey… that wasn’t so nice.”

“here’s a glass of whatever.”

“how about a hug, hm?”

“how about you make me?”

“i haven’t forgot you yet.”

“i can’t be around you.”

“i don’t need you, really.”

“i don’t need this now.”

“is this your first time?”

“it’s just a cut, really.”

“it wasn’t me, i swear!”

“i said i love you.”

“just don’t fuck it up.”

“just… come back alive, okay?”

“just make sure you’ve eaten.”

“kick his ass for me.”

“killed him? wait, what, literally?”

“life really sucks. feel better.”

“letting go hurts… a lot.”

“let me live, will you?”

“no, i don’t need you.”

“nothing can hurt me now.”

“nothing matters anymore to me.”

“okay it was me… so?”

“people lie all the time.”

“pipe the fuck down, asshole.”

“please, you can’t die now.”

“please don’t leave me alone.”

“quiet. they can hear us.”

“quick! give me your phone!”

“quicker, you freaking piece of-”

“quit it or i’ll bite.”

“quit staring! they’ll notice us!”

“really? do i look stupid?”

“real smooth, tripping over air.”

“rise and shine, sweet thing.”

“rise and fucking shine, motherfucker.”

“seriously? give me a break.”

“so… what are we now?”

“so… did you miss me?”

“so… can we go eat?”

“so… when’s the next flight?”

“so… how did everything go?”

“sometimes, i wish you died.”

“so what? you did it.”

“time passes slower without you.”

“then what do you suggest?”

“the fuck? who are you?”

“then you tell me why.”

“this is not working out.”

“this isn’t what i wanted.”

“this is all a fucking disaster.”

“when did it all happen?”

“who knew you’d be here?”

“why do i even bother?”

“why do i love you?”

“why didn’t you tell me?”

“you’re just… so, so stupid.”

“you can’t be here now.”

“you look like an accident.”

“you really need to go.”

“you know who to call.”

“zero fucks given. next please.”

[yourmusings]

RP starters: Concern.

“It’s midnight, where the hell were you?!”

“Stop keeping your phone in silent, you got me worried!”

“Blood? Are you bleeding?”

“I don’t like the idea of you walking down the streets all alone.”

“I thought I would never see you again…”

“We should get you to hospital.”

“Where did all those bruises came from?”

“I have the right to be worried!”

“Have you been drinking? You look terrible.”

“Sleep at my place tonight.”

“I don’t feel safe letting you be alone when you’re in that shape.”

“Please talk to me about it.”

“Let me take care of you.”

“You need to rest now. Don’t move.”

“How many times have I told you to not go there?”

“You could’ve died, you know…”

“I don’t care if you don’t want my help, I’ll do it anyways.”

“You really need to stop drinking. I’m serious.”

“This time you got yourself into a hospital. I think that’s a sign.”

“Are you sure you’re okay?”

“You need to stop doing stupid shit like that or you will get yourself killed.”

“I’m your friend, of course I care!”

“You know I’m always here for you, right?”

“You’re not okay.”

“I’m just trying to help you.”

“Let me clean your wounds…”

“Why did you do it? Tell me.”

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Show A Little Skin Meme

Send a symbol for my Muse’s reaction to yours unintentionally (?):

✤ - Moving/putting up their hair, showing off the back of their neck ✥ - Popping a button on their shirt, showing their chest / a bit of cleavage ✦ - Rolling up their sleeves to keep cool, showing off their forearms ❉ - Stretching their arms up, showing their midriff ❥ - Bending over in a short skirt / shorts / tight pants, showing off dat booty ❦ - Changing clothes facing away, showing off their back ❧ - Hiking up their skirt / pant leg, showing off some leg and/or thigh ❃ - Fighting with their belt for some reason, showing off some hip/waist ❂ - Scratching at a bug bite under their shirt, showing off their side ❁ - Wearing a top that’s too big for them, showing off their collarbone / shoulders ❀  - BONUS TOUCH EDITION: Asking your Muse to help put sun screen / lotion / medical salve on a wound anywhere else

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just as a heads-up, the askbox has been wiped. there was a lot of shit in there that was just ... really bad vibes and rather than go through and read it all and delete things one by one i decided to just go with a blank slate. if there was a meme you really wanted me to do for you, please feel free to resend it. thanks for understanding.

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righthandstache:

   Trey could whine and guilt and beg all he wanted. Simon had already decided, and that decision was final. The boy was a risk - if he didn’t get himself killed, he would get somebody else killed and turn a shit situation into an even shittier one. Simon’s lips pressed together, impatient. “Well, kid, better lose it in here than outside.” Honestly.

    The question then had him smile, although one of his smaller ones. His stance relaxed - the dog wouldn’t follow with the group out. “Just promise me not to give her all of your food. You need it more than she does.” Trey looked like complete utter shit. “Should I bring you something?” 

Saviors looked out for one another, it simply came with the gig. Trey knew that Simon was doing just that: looking after him, having his back -- but it still felt a little bit like betrayal. On the flipside, if Simon had popped his own eye out recently and tried to go skipping off on missions Trey would have raised all kinds of Hell to keep him within Sanctuary walls and healing. It would be a while before Trey was battle-ready again and he knows it. The trouble was that he was terrified that meant he would be disconnected from those he’d grown attached to during that time. Trey was very private about himself, very careful about knowing too much but he cared wholly and became very anxious whenever he was alone. A dog would help, sure -- but it was different.  “Hey, man. I can’t promise that she won’t swindle me out of more than you might like.” But he knows that Simon is serious and even he ends up smiling downward, hands in his pockets. The shake of his head is only slight; too much movement wasn’t very kind to his head at the moment. That would pass. “Don’t spend your shit on me. Just --- just come and see me after, alright? I wanna know how things go.”

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Kissing Starters!

Send me a symbol for your muse to kiss mine:

❥:Our muses first kiss

☂:In the rain

☻:Good morning

☹:Goodbye

☠:While in danger

☏:On the phone

♫:At a concert

☯:To make someone jealous

❅:Under the Mistletoe

→:On the Cheek

↡Desperately

✘:For the last time

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righthandstache:

    Simon rolled his eyes, the pink of his tongue darted out to wet his lips and it all was followed by a sigh as his eyes fell on Trey as the younger spoke. He wouldn’t change his mind, there was no way in fucking hell Simon was going to bring the guy along. “Trey, I need you to shut up and go back to the fucking bed.” Or he would knock Trey out just to stop his whining. “You’re not leaving this building before you can pour yourself a fucking glass of water without spilling.” 

There was no denying that his depth perception was seriously out of sorts and Trey doesn’t fight against that fact. The younger Savior appeared worn down, and in another other case Trey himself would have argued the importance of rest after such a procedure. There was a lot of bouncing-back to be done; the infection had drained just about everything out of him and he hadn’t done a whole lot of eating between high fevers and rest. But he was so fucking tired of rest. “God damn it, Simon. I hate this, I’m not fucking around. I can’t stay cooped up anymore or I’m gonna lose it.” The demand for bed-rest was a lonely affair. Trey wasn’t used to spending so much time alone. He missed the Saviors, missed their company -- even if he wasn’t the most open person, himself.  “... can I at least borrow Sponge?” A last, pitiful attempt, defeat accepted.

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NEVER | NOT REALLY | MAYBE | NOT BAD | MMMMM | HELL YES | TAKE ME NOW | THERE GO MY PANTS