#brokenxwinged

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Just You and Me

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The whole group had been scattered out after the ambush that had taken place at the Sanctuary. Negan himself had tried to stay with Simon and Dwight, but it was easier said than done. After all the firing and noise had settled down Negan found himself in the woods on the outskirts of the Sanctuary.  Walkers had been slipping into the building and Negan watched in horror as the place he built was invaded by the dead. “Damn.” He said the word with such hate that it burned his throat as he swallowed.  The moment I get my hands on those fucks----

Negan was brought out of his thoughts after he heard a sound within the woods. He looked up, gripping Lucille tightly in his hand as he called out, “Come on out---no point in hiding.” He knew someone was out there with him, but the question was, who was it. 

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l.   CONT.     /      CAN   I    HUG    YOU    ?     /      @igottabe

 a    bond    the    likes    of    spring    ,    no   longer    a    dead    thing    .    reborn    ,     trusted    .    she’d    moved    in    close    at    permission    ,     nestling    into    his    warmth    .    of    silence    and    starlight    .    a    breath   coat    of    gratitude    .    they    were    okay    ,    by    honey-whiskey    ,   by    love   and   war    .    he    trusted    her    .            ❛       -------            it’s     night     .    ❜           comes    a    gentle    voice    ,   cutting   through    the    paradox    of    evening    .    it    was    a    fact    they’d    both    recognized    .

her   feet   dangle   over    the   edge    of    the    banister    .    crickets    are    the    second    to    tear    through    benevolent    quiet    .   sleeping   bodies    of    the    family    they    knew    lie    within     the    home    to    their    backs       (       a    snore    ,    a    whimper    .           )           ❛       -------            pretty    late     .    ❜            and    yet    he    was    here    ,    all    white    ash    and    cigarette    buds    ,    awake     .     those    were    the    only    messages    he    had    to    send     .    a    bold    fever    ,    and    a    pathetic    question    follows    suit    .    she    knew    the    answer    before    she    asks    it    ,     she    knew    the    sensitivity    .            ❛       -------             .    .    .    you    wanna    ,    you    know     ,    talk    about    it     ?     about    things    ?    stuff    .    we    can    .     wouldn’t    mind    it    or    nothin’.    ❜

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I Can’t Decide— by Scissor Sisters 

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@brokenxwinged + STARTER 01.

“the WAR is over now, you can REST, as we all have now.”  ezekiel says, relaying his concern to the archer.  “you have done us all well, dear friend, you are an ADMIRABLE warrior.”  he says, his voice laced with exhaustion and relief that peace had finally fallen upon them.

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🤒 – caring for them when sick/injured

Rick was horrible at being taken care of, he was well aware of that. He fought tooth and nail to just carry on, act like nothing was happening. He couldn’t decide if it was his pride or the fact that he felt like his well-being was a determinant on how his family survived.

He had to be okay so that he could make sure they were okay.

Nevertheless, being that way wasn’t an option when his knees were giving out and his vision was fading because of blood loss. By the time he was guided to the ground he had been told several times that he needed to stop.Wait a minute, Rick.

Hold up let me fix that.

Please, just let me see it.

Now, careful albeit nervous hands were working on closing up the gash. He had his head turned away, focused on some far off point in an effort to ignore the needle and thread sliding through his skin. He could tell the archer was annoyed at him for not having said how bad he was feeling sooner and he didn’t blame him. If it had been the other way around he’d be chastising Daryl relentlessly right now.

But, of course, Daryl was silent as he worked. Always letting his lack of words do the talking.

Rick smiled to himself and sighed, giving up his pride for a moment couldn’t hurt. “Thank you.”

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▤ = falling asleep on them

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Rick, for once, was allowing someone else to drive. He often felt uncomfortable when he didn’t have control of the wheel. He knowing what to do with himself, with his thoughts, if he didn’t have the focus of the road in front of him.

However, he was currently so exhausted he didn’t trust his eyes to stay open long enough to get them home. So when Aaron had ordered him and Daryl into the back seat with the quiet command of, “Rest.” he didn’t bother to argue.

His head leaned heavily against the window, but his eyes were open, watching trees passing by. Thoughts of how much they had managed to scrounge up and if it would be enough to feed both Negan’s people and theirs were keeping him from sleeping.

In the midst of mentally battering himself over how he could do better, something thudded against his shoulder. He almost jerked away until he turned, his eyes meeting the top of Daryl’s head. For a moment he could do nothing but stare, completely taken aback. It wasn’t often that the archer let himself unwind, he was like Rick in that way, always thinking of what they would do next and how he would be of assistance. More so, Daryl wasn’t one for physical contact. In fact, he and Daryl had known each other for almost 8 years and he could count on one hand the amount of times they’d touched.

Rick felt a smile pull at his lips as he watched the other’s relaxed face, sighing softly. Effectively distracted from worrying over their current situation, he realized just how exhausted he was. Leaning his head back against the seat he closed his eyes and allowed himself to find momentary comfort in the warmth against his side. 

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✮, ☀, ☾

Mun questions | Accepting | @brokenxwinged

✮ ━ top three favorite muses that you’ve played

Answered here!

☀ ━ how long have you been roleplaying? how did you get into it?

I’ve been roleplaying since June 2011, just before I turned 19. Joining tumblr was my first real exposure to the whole concept of “fandom,” and while I was still new I followed a blog for a series I was really into at the time. That blog had a link to their RP account, and when I checked it out I was really intrigued by the whole idea. I had never heard of roleplay before that. I thought it’d be a good way to meet more people into the same stuff I was, so I decided to make my own roleplay account and give it a shot. And now here we are.

☾ ━ how many pets do you own? if none, what kind of animals do you like?

I don’t have any pets! I had fish when I was younger, but that was a good fifteen years ago. My favorite animals are penguins, and I like orangutans a lot too.