#dontlookbackgrimes

[dontlookbackgrimes-blog]

[walkingwhitaker]

gimme yo hot bod

          Rick....no....why

[libertatemnostram-blog]

Seeing Carl and Michonne off on there run, Cami had to agree with Rick and a nap for them was needed. She had survived an attack on her home before she left to Rick's world that left her leg stiff and sore and a few broken ribs that left every movement tinted with pain.

Her nap had been pleasant, in fact very restful, until the crashing of broken glass and foot steps woke her. Fear seeped into her stomach but she collected herself and quietly rushed to the room where Rick was sleeping. 

"Rick!" Her voice was hushed but urgent as she walked into his room.

[marinateinmisery]

{out of bullets} In the works: I have three drafts on here, four if you count the big-ass starter I have to write for dontlookbackgrimes. Oy! Ands then the drafts that I have on Justice as well. If anyone would like to plot, hit me up. I'm basing her life pretty close to that of what happened on the show and in the novels/comics, but you know, she's a girl so some things are different. I will eventually write her bio but for now? Let's just chill.  If you'd like to plot or would like a starter, what-have-you? Hit me up. Catch ya on the flip, ya hooligans. xoxo.

[bethgreenex]

[+7]

"I guess we are back at zero." Beth quietly said with a sadness washing over her whole body. "At least we made it this many days."

[illgiveyoudeatharchive-blog]

In Another World - Rick&Tauriel

Being thrusted into such a strange world was far more different than she could have ever expected. This world seemed to be full of things she was simply not used to as her brilliant green hues glanced around her, taking everything in from the trees that didn't seem as green, to these strange buildings that she did not know what they were called but nonetheless, her hand was gripped tight on her bow and her fingers traced the feathers of an arrow, preparing herself for the worse, for she did not know of the things she could expect in this new world. Though, the sounds of something she couldn't place followed by low groans filled her keen ears and without second thought she was quick to action, sprinting with grace to where the sound came from, notching an arrow on the string of her bow, pulling back and stopping behind a man holding a strange weapon before she let lose the arrow, watching it as it pierced the thing that was looking to attack the strange man through the head before she ran to be at his side. "I do not know what it is we are fighting, but I shall help you, traveler."

[emma-swan-x-archives-blog]

You people just made my night/day {since it is now like 1 AM my time}.  Just. Saying. 

[maiaxiosarchive]

“Kill Me” {BRING ON DA ANGST}

Leave a “Kill Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character killing yours.

The feeling of dread had made itself a coil in the stomach of the brunette as she woke up from the nap she had managed to catch was not something she enjoyed waking up to. It usually meant that something was going to happen and usually if it was this strong it was bad. It was the same feeling she had gotten when she had woken up the day she ended up taking out her son. The same feeling she felt when her mother had been bitten and turned. Every single bad thing that had happened to Sade began with this feeling, and so, dragging herself out of bed she decided to sit on the edge instead of fully getting up.

Curling her toes over one another she curled her fingers in the sheets and she pushed herself up and then walked over to the door and opened it, looking out in the hall. Weaponless and feeling vulnerable she closed the door again and went back over to grab her knife and returned to the door and stepped out and sighed a little, walking toe to heel, afraid of what was going to happen.

Then she stopped when she remembered she wasn't alone. Then she took the stairs down the stairs, and looked at the sleeping figures. The young boy and the father. The two of them...they looked so peaceful. So...unguarded. So...vulnerable. Swallowing, she came down the rest of the stairs and stopping at the landing she felt something stir in her.

"You're going to kill them, you know."

The voice in her head. The one she ran from, the one that kept her away from human interaction. A shiver ran down her spine and she shook her head a little, trying to calm herself, placing a hand on the newel post. No. She wasn't. She wasn't going to do anything. That wasn't...

"They'll turn on you. Or you'll have to kill them sooner or later. You know it. Better get it over with now before you get an attachment."

Settling on the stairs she pressed her forehead to her knees, and then began to breath in deeply, needing to calm and collect herself and beg the voice to leave her alone. She couldn't. She just wouldn't form an attachment with them. That was all it came down to.

But when she looked up everything seemed to be changed. Not...terribly, but everything around Sade just...needed to go. She was too afraid.

"What if they died in their sleep?"

Trembling, Sade nodded a little bit. They did. The man wasn't in good form, he could have gone any second. Feeling herself push up from the stairs she walked over and then looked the boy over. Still breathing. But the man? Barely breathing.

"It's better this way."

That's what she told herself as she brought her knife up to his throat, sliding it over his skin, producing a deep red line. That set something off in Sade, and she curled her hand in his hair and began to hack at his neck until the couch was soaked with blood and the head away from the body.

Then she turned to the boy. He would be fine. Just fine. But then she realized they were related. He'd kill her. Now he was a threat. So she then repeated the process on him, and then sat there, staring at her blood stained hands in shock when she came back to her senses, panicked and shaking. She truly was a monster.