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“C’mon kid, it’s not like the world is ending.” The man laughed as he looked at the younger, pulling his scarf off and wrapping it around Dimitri’s neck. “Don’t be so glum.”

*:･ﾟ✧ Dimitri’s eyes downcast, head shaking ever so slightly. Maybe the world wasn’t ending, but it sure felt like it was. ❛ I guess, ❜ hands reached up to touch the scarf, smiling slightly at the gesture. ❛ What’s this for? ❜

[mercyprevaild]

❛ i just thought you’d like some company. ❜ - @bitersbait

His husband's voice, as smooth and warm as it is, startles him. Lost too deeply in his thoughts that night while Alexandria is silent and still, not to mention the unfortunate reflex to drop his hand to his hip, looking for a weapon that isn't there. From where he sits on the porch, he gazes up at the taller man, his spooked expression softens and he forces a small smile that doesn't reach his dulled blues.

"I always want your company, 'Lijah," he murmurs as he reaches up, offering the other man his hand, "even though you should be restin'."

By the look on Elijah's face, he knows he won't win that battle and if he's honest, whatever fight left him is snuffed out the moment their hands clasp. All Rick has to do is tug and Elijah sits on the top step behind him, bracketing him between his knees. A warm, gentle hand on his shoulder and he leans back, making himself comfortable against Elijah. Tilting his head back, he sighs deeply but none of the tension is released with it. It all remains in his squared shoulders and tightly knotted up in his stomach.

"We were out there for s'long," he whispers, head lolling to one side to gaze towards the darkened, towering walls. Elijah won't ask, but Rick knows he wants to understand the change in him. He wasn't there, he can't possibly understand it all, but he deserves something, "I... I can't explain it. Can't explain why... everythin' feels like a fight. Like I can't let my guard down. Not for a second, not even now."

[mercyprevaild]

Eli bc you know Rick can't resist

How interested they are in having sex with them: Rick complains when they're not having sex.

How much they would pay (or have to be paid) to have sex with them: No bribes needed.

If they would rather bottom or top them: Both please (but he is bottom leaning as we know)

How good they think they would be: He knows he's Too Good

If they’d prefer kitchen counter, wall, or shower sex with them: All of them please, tho he especially like messing around in the kitchen with Eli for some reason.

If they’d fuck, have sex, or make love: Make love, always.

If they were going to make it a threesome, the third person they’d pick: No.

If they think there’s ever a possibility that it would happen: Oh Rick never thinks he has a chance.

[mercyprevaild]

❛   tender .   kiss  my  muse  on  the  [ forehead ] - @bitersbait​

Early mornings in the Grimes household tend to spin into chaos no matter how Rick tries to get control of it. He’s expected at the station in under an hour, yet Carl is running around and claiming he has no clean socks while Judith has decided to dump her breakfast across the floor. 

As if he had time for fifty two pick up while dressing himself for the day.

Elijah is lucky. He misses most the chaos while he’s preoccupied in the shower. The windstorm has mostly passed by the time he finds Rick in the living room, finally in uniform albeit wrinkled and buttons skewed. It’s quite obvious he’s frazzled while he bounces Judith in one arm, walking beelines across the room in search for something. Though their eyes meet across the room, Rick doesn’t stop for even a second.

“Hey, can ya tell Carl to hurry up? I told ‘im there were socks in the clean hamper--,”

“They’re not!”

“They are!” He calls back down the hall, but all he gets back in response is a groan from the young teen. Waving off his son for the moment, he returns to searching the living area, “And have y’seen my boots? I coulda swore I left ‘em in here.” 

As he rushes past Elijah, he is caught by a long, sculpted arm around his waist. He comes to a halt with a frustrated sigh, looking up at the taller man with the words already on his lips.

“’Lijah, I don’t have time...”

His words trail off as his partner smiles at him, that smile that never fails to make his stomach flutter. Elijah curls fingers beneath his chin as he leans down and Rick’s whole world stops the moment warm, soft lips press a kiss to his forehead. Like pressing a pause button, everything freezes; all the chaos in his mind and every little worry. His blue eyes slip shut as lips linger on his skin and he breathes for what feels like the first time that morning. When Elijah pulls back, the world is back in motion but at a pace Rick thinks he can handle. 

He blinks his eyes open as he feels hands on his chest, beginning to fix the buttons that he hadn’t even noticed were wrong. Elijah’s voice is softened when he speaks, yet they ground Rick like no one else could, “Your boots are in the bedroom, where you left ‘em and there are clean socks in the hamper, like ya said.”

Rick sighs in relief, shoulders losing their tension as he gazes up into the ocean eyes that seem to hold endless patience for him, “Okay... thank you.”

[wehavetofight]

‘  i  know  you  too  well .  ’ (bitersbait)

Jessie couldn’t help but smile, into the coffee he’d just made her as she took another sip, surprised at just how perfect it was.  ❝I’m impressed, Eli!❞

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Lucille let out a small sigh as she made her way down the hallways of the Sanctuary, killing time before Negan came back from Alexandria. Everyone she usually talked with were out with Negan, or out at Hilltop or the other communities the Saviors had a deal with. As Lucille made her way past some of the Saviors’ rooms, she stopped in front of one when she thought she heard a dog whine. She raised her eyebrow as she turned towards the door, stepping up to it before she opened it. She looked down and smiled when she saw a small puppy run up to her. “Oh my goodness!” she said as she bent down and held her arms open for the puppy. “Aren’t you cute!’ she said as she began to put the small animal. She wondered who’s room she had intruded on, but in all honesty she didn’t care. There was a puppy and that was all she cared about.

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Waking up earlier than usual he finds himself getting out of bed and walking over to his parents their bedroom instead, shivering while his skin was far from cold. Mind foggy small feet pad over the floorboard, not moving as silently as usual as he simply didn’t feel fit enough to.

Climbing into the larger bed with raspy breaths he crawls underneath the blanket, not bothering to announce his presence as he didn’t want to purposely wake them up. Cuddling up to Eli lying as close to him as physically possible in order to gain all the warmth he could get he rests his forehead against the man’s chest, closing his eyes but unable to go back to sleep.

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