#aaron: asks

[rayofsunshinc]

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❛ you look like you got somethin' to say. ❜ ( random dialogue prompt for aaron ! ) from @aintashes

The corner of his mouth twitched toward something of a smile, but his gaze darted downward. His arms tightened where they were crossed against his chest. ❝I just think you should be more careful.❞ He started, carefully at first. One thing that he had never done was bullshit Daryl. There was no use in it. He looked up to meet Daryl's gaze. ❝We've lost a lot already. No need in losing anyone else because of recklessness.❞ He clarified.

[rayofsunshinc]

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@aintashes sent [ 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 ] : sender has gotten injured protecting the receiver. ( for aaron ! )

❝Damn you, Daryl.❞ Aaron murmured, his hand landing on Daryl's arm to stop him from going any further. It was his fault. He should've been quicker, more vigilant. But now wasn't the time for self-blame. Now was the time for action. ❝Here, lean on me.❞ Aaron urged, extending his metal arm, offering support there so he could use his other arm if needed. They couldn't afford to linger. Daryl had risked everything to shield him from harm, and now the tables had turned, leaving Aaron to make a critical decision.

Guiding Daryl, Aaron scanned their surroundings, searching for any sign of shelter. His heart pounded in his chest, the adrenaline fueling his senses. Every rustle, every distant groan from a walker had him on alert. Finally, they reached the safety of a building.

Aaron used his knife to make noise, alert them of the presence of any walkers. When there were none, Aaron helped to gently lower Daryl to the ground. His hand trembled as he assessed the extent of the injuries. Blood seeped through Daryl's torn shirt, staining the fabric a dark crimson. He tore a strip of cloth from his own shirt and began to staunch the flow of blood, his fingers working quickly despite the fear that threatened to overwhelm him. ❝Help me.❞ He said, frustrated that he couldn't tie off the make-shift bandage with one hand. It wasn't much, but it would have to do for now.

He sat back, relief washing over him as he gathered himself. ❝You good?❞ He asked, a gentleness came back to his tone.

[rayofsunshinc]

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@unheald sent ❛ you know you can always talk to me. ❜ - for aaron from gabriel From a meme I don't know which.

It wasn't often that Aaron stopped into the church in Alexandria. It was absolutely nothing against Father Gabriel, but perhaps his own personal things. None-the-less, Gabriel knew who came around for prayer and council. It usually wasn't Aaron.

Aaron was touching the top of one of the pews, fingers tapping and he didn't have to say anything.

❝Thanks.❞ He said, looking away from his tapping fingers and up at Gabriel. ❝You know, you do an awful lot of listening to people, so same goes for you.❞ He managed a light laugh. ❝I know. Deflecting. Still yet, I thought I'd let it be known.❞ He offered a smile, despite what was on his mind.

❝It's just ... ❞ He started, a gentle sigh leaving him as his expression fell. ❝There's so much loss, pain, suffering. I feel like I'm getting lost in it. I want revenge for what's happening to our people. And that's not me. I ... I try to have hope. Hell, I used to like people. Now ... I'm not so sure.❞

[rayofsunshinc]

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@aintashes sent 🌺 but instead of putting it in aaron's hair, daryl just gives the flower to him ( and maybe it's in return for the one he put in daryl's hair earlier ). he's much too reserved to try and tuck the stem behind aaron's ear, so into his hand it goes. Send me 🌺 to place a flower in my muse’s hair (or apparently break the rules and hand them one).

This had started because Aaron was admiring the flowers that were growing alongside the trail - light bluish-purple phlox, yellow milkweed, dark purple larkspur, and light purple wild geraniums dancing in the glow of the sun. It was just too tempting when he straightened up from plucking one stem to turn to Daryl and tuck it behind his ear. Truly, it made him feel absolutely warm inside that Daryl would even entertain him on that. And he liked the way the delicate flowers looked alongside Daryl's expression, his unsure little touch of a smile.

But as they continued along the trail, it was Aaron's turn to be silent for a beat as he was handed a flower by Daryl. He took it, a warmth spreading through his chest again when their fingers brushed and he met Daryl's gaze.

He tucked the flower in his front shirt pocket, then reached out to give Daryl's shoulder a gentle squeeze in another, yes, gesture of affection. Daryl was absolutely one of his favorite people. And as a warm blush spread over his cheeks, he was considering how maybe Daryl was his favorite person (after Gracie, but that was a given). ❝C'mon, let's ... pick some more.❞

[rayofsunshinc]

Asks - ANSWERED

@lostgrimesgirl asked ​​❝ i made pumpkin cookies! want to try one? ❞ (Aaron)

❝Really?❞ Aaron asked. He knew that their endeavors to garden in Alexandria had paid off, but it was still a surprise to hear that they were able to make things like pumpkin cookies. ❝I'd love to! Thank you.❞

He took one of them, humming happily as he tried the treat. ❝Alright, what's the secret to making these sweet?❞

[rayofsunshinc]

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@corignem sent 🌺 ( jesus @ aaron ) Send me 🌺 to place a flower in my muse’s hair.

As the flower is placed behind Aaron's ear, a faint smile spread across his lips. In that fleeting instant, a gentle laugh escaped him, the soft pink flush fills his cheek. Since when were they allowed to feel like this? These were the moments they had worked towards, the moments that made the struggles and sacrifices along the way worthwhile.

❝Thanks.❞ It was a sentiment that echoed far beyond the words. His gaze met Jesus', a silent exchange that managed to acknowledge exactly what he was thinking without even saying so. That was the thing that he loved most about moments with Jesus — they could talk about a lot of things, but they also understood each other in a way that didn't need words. ❝I think you need one too.❞

[rayofsunshinc]

michonne didn't want a worm. but what about aaron? daryl digs up two worms from the soft earth. one goes down the hatch, and the other is offered over to his friend.

Aaron's inability to conceal his emotions was evident as a look of disgust flickered across his face at the sight of Daryl fully just eating a worm. God, he knew that Daryl was hardcore, but that was ... something. He couldn't imagine getting a worm to go down like that, even at his hungriest. He shook his head, ❝I'm ... good. Thank you.❞

[rayofsunshinc]

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@shadowedvales sent are you all right? did you get hurt? / for aaron in jane’s twd verse?

From his place where he was laid flat on the ground, Aaron met her gaze, eyes reflecting a mixture of exhaustion and determination. He shoved the lifeless walker off of him. It had been a close call, but he was going to be fine. He offered her a weary smile, voice steady despite the adrenaline coursing through his veins. He pushed himself up to sit, catch his breath. ❝I'm okay.❞ He assured her, brushing off her worry with a faint shake of his head. ❝Don't worry.❞ He said, trying to downplay the sting of pain from tumble that he'd had with one of the walkers.

❝Are you okay, Elle?❞ He asked, taking a gentle hold on her arm to check in with her. He tended to worry more about other people than himself and this was no different. ❝I think we need to get out of here.❞