#braveheir

[pmuchdead]

“i can’t walk, just go on without me.”

hurt meme.

Movement already slowed in pace grinds to a halt, intense, sweat-soaked features locked onto youthful ones in disbelief. "That your idea of a joke?" Are they both exhausted, physically and mentally drained? Absolutely. That doesn't matter jack shit, however. Not when it comes to getting his son to safety. Relative as it may be, they're sitting shitty out in the woods, where hissing moans lurk around every length of moss-covered bark. "C'mere--" Now kneeling, beckoning Zane onward in a motion towards his back. "Need to give that leg a rest, c'mon now," 

Adjusting takes a couple of seconds, but when they're righted, Shane's already trudging forward, hands clasped tight to his weary boy. “Y’wanna hear a real joke - I ever tell y’bout the time I went on my first date?”

[pmuchdead]

“you have broken ribs, take it easy.”

hurt meme.

Growl surfacing past his throat, and even that simple act recollects the ghost of pain from a simple exhale. It's his own damn fault, but after the countless times he's been told to 'sit down' and 'rest up', the restlessness is becoming equally unbearable. "Jus' wanted to get some water. Didn't think that was too much of a strain',"

[pmuchdead]

❛ You don’t know what I’m capable of. ❜

chilling adventures of sabrina sentence prompts

Once, Shane would have seized the youth's jaw, unpleasantly surprised to hear such words spoken towards him, talked some sense into that thick skull he knew all too well. A part of him still sent a stern glower in Zane's direction, a sure sign that it was best to watch his mouth. But he couldn't deny the validity of his words - they had all been tested, still were being tested, and just what lengths they were willing to go seemed to stretch on into eternity. To survive, limits were a fickle concept. He had come to terms with not necessarily being the 'hero' in this story; not anymore. To find that stance resonating from his own flesh and blood... it left him feeling horribly conflicted. "An' what exactly are you 'capable of', hm? What am I obviously missin' when it comes to what you can and can't do, Zane?"

[heartshownarchived]

❝ no matter what happens, don’t forget about me. ❞

               In  this  world  nothing  was  promised;     Lori  knew  that  but  despite  that  knowledge  she  still  opted  to  have  hope  that  things  would  turn  out  better  than  they  were.     She  was  determined  to  keep  faith  that  they  would  all  somehow  make  it  and  in  return  would  bring  this  dying  world  back  to  life.     She  had  to  believe  that.     It  was  the  only  way  that  she  could  keep  moving  forward  in  a  world  so  full  of  struggle.     But  some  days  were  harder  to  get  through  than  others.     When  hunger  and  thirst  and  exhaustion  dig  their  claws  into  her  mind,     she  finds  it  hard  to  be  the  bright  light  she  knows  she  needs  to  be.  

               ❛   𝐈'𝐌 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐈𝐍’ 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓.   ❜     She  forces  herself  to  brush  off  his  words  even  if  the  weight  of  them  pull  at  delicate  heartstrings  that  are  wearing  thin.     Brown  hues  turn  their  focus  onto  his  face  and  she  attempts  a  stern  look  but  it  falls  short  as  the  softness  of  motherly  affection  takes  hold.     ❛     Nothin’s  gonna  happen  to  us.     We’re  gonna  find  a  place  to  rest  and  we  will  be  okay.   ❜

@braveheir

[strandngarc-blog]

“are they dead? did you kill them?” 

          HE WAS SILENT FOR A WHILE , taking in that moment as the gunshot flitted in into silence with the last sound of the men’s pained cries . he stood like a statue there , unmoving and unreadable , and will probably stay as such if the boy’s words didn’t break his silence . 

          “ yes . ” he answered back monotonously . he then simply slipped his gun in it’s holster before wiping the blood off on the hem of his shirt . he decided there will be no more words about this . these deaths are better off rotting with their corpse . “ we should head back . ”

           hurt sentence starters / accepting. 

[takenpeace]

‘ are we going to be okay? ’

               WHAT  KIND  OF  PROMISES  CAN ONE  make  when  nothing  is  set  in  stone?  Of  course  he  wants  to  say  that  everything  will  be  okay.  that  they  don’t  have  to  worry  about  a  thing,  but  with  his  arm  in  a  sling  knowing  that  he’s  DIED once doesn’t  leave  him  open  to  lie.  Those  few moments  when  he  stopped  breathing  and  changed  everything.  As  they  sit  there  in  silence  for  a  few  more  minutes  Paul  heaves  a  breath  before  looking  over  at  the  young  man.  

“I  don’t  know.  I  hope  we  will  be.  How  about  we  just  take  it  one  day  at  a  time  and  promise  each  other  that  we’ll  do  the  best  we  can  to  be  okay.”  Sometimes  there  are  moments  where  even he  isn’t sure  if  he’ll be  okay.  The  attack  has  left  him  feeling  vulnerable,  useless,  and  afraid,  but  he’s  done  a  good  job  of  hiding  most  of  it. 

[walkertorn]

❝  yeaaah    ---   not  sure  that’s   factually  correct   ,  dude  .  ❞    aiden  perceives  the  details  ,  scrutinizes  the  evidence   &   thus  still  continues  to  neglect  the  younger’s  judgement    :   he  was  bias  in  that  sense  ,  several  years  of  prime  maturity  standing  betwixt  themselves  caused  a  superiority  complex  within  .  aiden  is  always  right   ---   even  when   he’s  not   .  ❝  but  whatever  ,  you  do  you  .  ❞

@braveheir.

[pmuchdead]

“no, i fucked up, i know i did.”

WHEN  WE’RE  GONE  SENTENCE  STARTERS  .

It's one of many very last things he yearns to hear pass his son's lips. Although it's not entirely true, but with enough of his involvement that the situation might have been avoidable. The walker truly deceased at their feet is proof of that. " 'S why I told you to stay put," Emphasis on the final word, tongue darting out to rest near the corner of his mouth. "An' watch your mouth," Softer, though still harboring the same finality that renders the subject of Zane's wandering off closed. "C'mon, stay behind me,"