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continued from x | @wlkrbait​

“Sorry!” Aaron said, averting his gaze as quickly as he could - he hadn’t seen much, but the temptation to let his eyes wander was very much there. He looked back as Dom spoke, gaze steady on his face. Steady-ish. “I should have knocked.” Well, he had. Sort of - it probably didn’t count as knocking if he did it at the same time as opening the door.  “There’s a meeting later, I’m spreading the word.” he said.

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Aaron grinned lazily at Rick’s voice, his fingers continuing their slow journey. There was one perk to waking up before his alarm and it was this - having Rick against him, his body slowly waking up as Aaron teased him.

He pressed a soft kiss against the side of his neck, mouthing over the arch of it, teeth scraping at him when his hand covered his. “Does it?” he asked, belatedly, words muffled against his skin. His fingers crept over him, teasingly light, palming him fully before his fingers drifted up his belly, idly wandering between his navel and his cock, with seemingly no intent on focusing any time soon. from x l @godblessrickgrimes

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“you’re gonna hurt yourself even more if you do stupid things like that!” | @rayofsunshinc​

“‘m fine,” Daryl bit out, shrugging off Aaron’s concern as he struggled to lift a bag, something twitching in his back. There wasn’t no time to rest - they had to get that hole in the wall all blocked up before any walkers showed up and a pulled muscle in his back wasn’t gonna stop him. He’d gotten through worse.

“Y’gonna help or just gonna stand there?” he asked, pain making him sharp, and he knew Aaron was just looking out for him but he couldn’t stand the idea of being useless - couldn’t stand not to help when it was needed, and like hell if he was gonna let himself be sidelined because of some dumb muscle injury.

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continued from x | @mxndwitch​

A low laugh leaves him at her greeting and he slings his good arm around her to bring her in for a hug. He’s well aware there’s a bit of salt starting to sneak into his hair - sometimes he marvels at the fact that he gets to age. It seems ridiculous, how he’s made it this far in this world - but then again, he’s always been determined to make it. He kisses the top of her head, warmth flooding his chest. It’s nice to have people here, people he loves, friends that he can go to - connections are fleeting these days and it would be so easy to harden his heart and turn away from any sort. But he doesn’t want that.  

He nods, following her easily as she leads him toward the tree, his gaze sweeping over Hope in the basket, smile softening. He remembers when Gracie little - well, perhaps not quite that little. But definitely a lot closer to that than she is now.

Aaron smiled softly, taking his place beside her, letting his prosthetic rest on his lap. “I’m good,” he said, though there was a tinge of sadness to his words. “It gets harder and harder to leave her every time,” he admitted. “She’s growing up so fast - I know it’s important, what I’m doing but….” he trailed off with a shrug. “It’s hard.”

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“let me take care of you, for once.” | @t-chambler​

Denise let out an embarrassed laugh. “Sorry I - I just don’t want to be a burden,” she said. Her ankle had been broken - luckily a clean break, no need for surgery and she was sure it would heal on its own. The pain killers were doing a good job of keeping the pain to a low throb and she was fine - she really was. Sure, it wasn’t fun hobbling around, but she could do it! She hated being helpless - she knew that she did good, being the town doctor - but right now she couldn’t tend to patients and so what was she even good for? Now that she’d had a taste of being able to help the community, going back to her house and hiding away with a book was no longer appealing.

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reply | @amongxashesxembers​

“Hey Aa-” Jesus started, only to break off with a startled grunt as Aaron kissed him. Heat flooded through him, brows furrowing - but his immediate reaction was to kiss back, an arm coming up to clutch at Aaron’s arm. It took him a second only just barely managing to pull back. “What was that for?” he asked.

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“i  want my life back” || @gothamsbadge​

“Don’t think none of us are goin’ back to anything,” Daryl replied, gaze catching on her for a moment before drifting past. “Y’gotta take what y’got now and move forward, make the best of it,” he said. He wasn’t usually one t’give advice - hell knows he wasn’t the poster child for healthy decision making, but the way he saw it, all they could do now was go forward. This life wasn’t the kind that let y’go back to anything - y’learned from what happened and that was that. It was shitty, but it was how it was.

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take care of my muse meme l @godblessrickgrimes

"Rick!" Aaron exclaimed, jumping up from the kitchen table where he'd been half watching Rick do the dishes, half attempting to read a book.

One moment he'd been standing there talking about plans for later as he soaped up a dish, and the next he was on the ground, the sound of his body hitting the floor overly loud in the quiet kitchen. Aaron was at his side in a second, his hand reaching for him, pressed against his forehead.

"Shit, Rick, babe you're burning up," he said, trailing his hand down over his cheek. It was hot, too hot - how had he not noticed before.

"Rick," he said, voice a forced calm he didn't feel. "C'mon, open your eyes," he said, giving his shoulder a little shake. "C'mon," he pleaded, watching as bleary blue eyes slowly appeared from beneath his lids. "That's it," he said, trying for a smile as his hand stroked over his cheek, brushing against his stubble. "Hey, there," he said. "You didn't tell me you were sick," he said, pushing some hair off his forehead. "I need to get Siddiq...can you - can you move?"