#fcndyou

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fcndyou replied to your post: i wrote saviours instead of saviors by accident...

Saviour that batty taste in yo mouth

TO YOUR CORNER GLEEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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fcndyou replied to your post: 

have you heard of our lord and savior? jesus christ

nope,     never heard of her.

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fcndyou

get that grilled cheese away from me. 

just kidding. i really adore this glenn?? and i haven’t had the pleasure of interacting much with them, but from what i’ve seen they are lovely ooc and ic, and they’re posts are very aesthetically pleasing. also, they seem to have glenn down in such a way thats so spot on. and glenn is such a pure character. so. i do hope to interact with them more. because jesus helping glenn get through having to kill people??? 

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[maggie-greene-archive]

Bloom

Starter for @fcndyou. 

          She had spent the night dreaming of home. First she dreamt of star painted skies stretching endlessly towards the trees on the horizon and the sound of cicadas singing in the night. Then she turned and there was a fire in the distance, and Maggie knew it was the barn even before she ran towards the light and the smell of smoke. When the sun streaked light across the morning sky, her dreams shifted into something more elusive as she chased Beth through fields of tall grass in their Sunday dresses. When she woke, Maggie could still hear the sound of shrieking laughter and their mother’s voice calling to them. She could still see the way the sun shone on Beth’s hair. Now the light was streaming in through the cell door from the far window, filtered through filth, grime, and iron bars, patterned by embroidered flowers on the sheet hung in the doorway. 

          It was too bright to open her eyes, but she became aware by degrees that she was lying on Glenn’s shoulder, her own arm strewn across his chest, fingers curled against his collar bone. Their legs were tangled together under the covers, warm and safe from the early morning chill. By noon it would be hot and sticky again and she would miss the cool air. Careful not to move too much and wake her husband, Maggie turned her head into his chest and pressed a kiss there. He smelled like home to her, like soil and sunshine and sweat. Maybe they could lie here like this all morning. 

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          Everyday she’s terrified to even talk to the other men in this small little camp. God forbid her husband believe that she’s trying to cheat on him, even though she would never dream of such a thing. She wasn’t about that, wasn’t that kind of person despite all he put her through. So a nervous glance is cast over her shoulder towards her tent as she approaches the young man, basket tucked under her arm.

          “Glenn... Right?” Voice is quiet, and she avoids most eye contact. “It’s uh... Laundry day. So if you have any just hand it over, I’ll get it washed.”

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        The color in his cheeks were starting to fade away and eventually he’d become nothing but a soulless corpse. He had every right to feel alone, after who he loss and it was difficult to comprehend. It was hard for him to imagine a life without Maggie, when they’ve come this far.  ❝ Carol . . I lost her —- the baby, ❞ his voice cracked, as he brought his hands forward to cover his face. ❝ I can’t … I need to be alone right now, ❞ head sinking low, trying to avoid any attempts to console the male. He appreciated the effort but nothing can lift his spirits.

          Maybe not the same circumstance, but Carol was no stranger to losing someone who was your entire WORLD, what that did to you. While she knew that she had needed to be alone so much to the point that she didn’t even attend the funeral that was held in her daughter’s name, though the body they were burying was SOMETHING ELSE, not Sophia, Glenn was different. He had always been one to remind all of them of the importance it was that they stuck TOGETHER, this was no different, apart from it being him that needed reminding. Of course, she wasn’t about to force him to sit with her or anyone else, but in terms of the bigger picture, he needed to know, he wasn’t alone. “I understand.” Voice is quiet, there’s a softness to it, though not as though she was trying to mother him, she knew that wouldn’t be helpful. “But Glenn, don’t shut us out. Let us be here, you’re our FAMILY too.”

[jurassicexperience]

                                  CONGRATULATIONS!

   Dear Mr. Rhee, ( @fcndyou )

           On behalf of Jurassic World, we are pleased to welcome you into our family. Your passion and devotion for the raptors is truly inspiring. The Velociraptor habitat has gained a great keeper. Bungalow #3 now belongs to you, and you may pick up your keys at the staff center as soon as you want. This is your home now. We hope you enjoy your stay, your home, your neighbors, and most of all, the Jurassic Experience.

        Sincerely,

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fcndyou replied to your post: How is your muse in bed? { WELP. }

so is glenn . . HIGH FIVE

I bet glenn and ezekiel share kink master tips. Like they probably have a club or something. XD