#hilltoprunner

[beaniesandmachetes--a]

Jacoby Rawlings || Paul Monroe aesthetic

Tagging @wordgiven || @hilltoprunner || @intuitivc cause reasons

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@hilltoprunner continued from here 

He takes it and takes a few sips of it.  The water down his throat feels so weird against his throat that he almost cough.  ALMOST because he got to cover it up.  “Thank you.”  He mutters softly and hands it back.  “M’fine jus’ needed water.”  Daryl needs a lot of things and rest is one of them.

[hadhunch-blog]

@hilltoprunner

“There better not be anyone here...”

Eric chuckled a little against Paul’s lips as they entered his trailer. He pulled the other man closer, kissing him hard as he backed up to sit down on the couch nearby and pulling Paul on top of him.

“God, Paul...”

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@hilltoprunner liked for a starter.

“Know anymore places we could get supplies? Negan’s got a lot....We need more guns, bullets...” Hell, they needed an army. Daryl hoped they’d have enough man power between the groups.

[tuggeriisms]

@hilltoprunner encouraged this thing to happen && i am weak | daryl&&paul daryl still isn't honestly sure why he's here -- or how -- ( okay, he knows how, his employees had more or less dragged him to the club ) -- but he's still here && he's not sure why. the mechanic isn't big on crowds, at all, && for most of the night he's been subtly uncomfortable. but for the last five or so minutes he's been utterly distracted by a new dancer && jesus christ, he's never openly admitted he's into men -- but there's this guy with long brown hair && a fit body && the brunet can't pull his gaze away long enough -- despite his coworkers snickering softly at the almost glazed look in daryl's bright blues -- which track every sway of the dancer's hips.

[blitzkriegblaze]

Warm Welcome

@hilltoprunner​

Blaine bounded down the hall, only coming to an abrupt pause when he saw the room their newest recruit would be in. He’d briefly seen the person when Negan had returned. There were some things he’d heard from Simon about this one that... concerned him. Without a word, Blaine slid the door to the room open. Eyeing the man in front of him, he said in a gentle tone, “How are you settling in?” He leaned against the door frame and crossed his arms.

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Shane’s lips crashed against Paul’s so suddenly he stumbled back and found himself pressed between the warm body and his trailer wall. His first instinct was to push Shane away, not because he didn’t want the kiss. In fact he’d been waiting for it. He’d been crushing on Shane for weeks. And now Shane was making a move.Paul had always been abandoned and letting someone get close terrified him.

But living as a ghost, not feeling connected, that terrified him more.

Maybe he could letting someone in another try…

Paul returned Shane’s kiss. Shyly at first, but then his arms reached up to loop around his neck, fingers curling into Shane’s shirt, and he stood on tip toe to push the kiss more.

It was impulsive. He didn’t think before he did it. Paul was sweet, gorgeous, and he made Shane feel welcome at the Hilltop, like he finally belonged somewhere. That was enough to draw Shane to him, to make him want him.

“Paul.” He breathed, reaching one arm around the other man’s waist, his free hand going to the wall beside Paul’s head. “This okay?” He asked, but quickly leaned in again to kiss him hard on the mouth again.

[miserieah]

“Hey.” Shane had a plastic shower bucket filled with toiletries under one arm, and a stack of tupperware under the other.

“I’m not as pretty as the usual welcome wagon, but I figured after the shit we pulled you out of, you might appreciate a quieter touch.”

He nodded towards the tupperware, “We got, uh, some kind of sweet potato casserole- that’s the best stuff. Then some ribs and a bunch of vegetables. It’s all pretty good.”

He did his best to smile in what would be a welcoming manner, “I’m Shane. Guess we didn’t have much time for introductions on the road. You’re- uh- Jesus?”