#huntingthem

[beaniesandmachetes--a]

huntingthem replied to your post:I need to quit looking at baby stuff. My bank...

at least that is more practical than me looking at the Steam super sale for Halloween…. All these horror games. |:

Well. I still have 20 weeks and all I wanna do is look at cute clothes. XD Forget all the major stuff that I am gonna need! 

[beaniesandmachetes--a]

Followed because I was lurking your replies waaaay back on my old ada blog, still following because holy hot damn you are amazing as a writer and a person <3

Tell me why you followed me and what made you stay.

Awww thank you BB! You know I will follow you on any blog for that exact reason! I love you dearly! <3

[dcadish-blog]

“God damn right, you should be scared of me.”

MEME.

her anger seeps through her& he can see it, but he doesn’twant to touch it —  because itscares him and it fascinates him& he likes it.

he’s staring down at the barrel of her gun,flat against the leaves, looking over her.( how many people have you seen die?  he thought about asking her once,  afraid the answer would be the same as the amount she’s killed. )( how HEAVY is your burden, daughter atlas?  are your bones going to BREAK from the weight yet? )

and he’s scared.and he likes it.

he’s staring down the barrel of her gun.he’s staring at the barrel of her anger,and he feels the bugs crawling throughthe leaves.

he still manages a smile.

“you got me.”

[grimesrickgrimes-blog]

Okay! Going to actually do things today.

Drafts: 3 Replies Owed: Undetermined Starters: 7

For those 3 Drafts:

@farfromgxne

@huntingthem

@pick-a-damn-side

Starters:

@notameanbcne

@builtforthisworld

@whenimgxne

@fcrsurvival

@alwaysthisfullofshit

@eyeforaneyepatch

@gunslingerdixon

IF I OWE ANYONE ELSE PLEASE LET ME KNOW! I really need a thread tracker...

[dcadish-blog]

[Cuddles him anyway.]

it’s late, it’s cold – for once.(he might not feel most things, but cold he still knows, cold he likes. )he’s somewhere between sleep and heaviness – heavy shoulder sagged against a wall, heavy feet settling from the toes, from the legs, from the hips. he’s weighed by an anchor, there’s something of dreams – images.she cuddles against him, half startling him from his sleep. she jerks a grunt from him – louder, urgent, slightly scared. he looks around blearily, wants to tell her don’t touch him, wants to keep her against him, wants to tell her she smells good despite the smell of dirt, of sweat and death. she smells good. he settles for a shift of his shoulder against the wall, the turning of his body to accommodate her. he settles for an exhale through his nostrils, a crooked, too-toothy half-grin. 

he’s dead, she should shoot him – she tells him so.it’s too high school romance for him,she’s too close and he knows she knows it.

         “you flirtin’ with me?”

[dcadish-blog]

"Every fiber of my being is telling me to shoot you - but I don't know how to just kill what I don't understand. That's never been my style. Can you infect people?"

‘i know,’ emm wants to say, settling for tasting his own saliva and the aftertaste of something he can’t remember eating. he chews on the inside of his cheek with a molar, eyes glancing from the slope of her shoulder to the bird-like shape of her collarbones.

he might think she’s beautiful, wonders what she’d taste like, and pushes that down into the pit of his belly, where it feels all too queasy and none-too-human. he might’ve smiled at the idea of her style, letting a low gurgle come up from his throat before his own voice kicks in, rumbling, gravelly, growled.

           “there’s all sortsa .. styles bet you can pull off,”              he says, the cheeky implications laced through its lilt,& he leaves it, giving a thoughtful grunt and swaying on the balls of his feet, toes pressing against the inside of his shoes.

yes, he finds himself about to say, deciding against it in favor of the shape of the knife underneath her jacket.

         “only when .. hungry. don’t worry, not on th’ menu.”

not on one of them, anyway.

[ruledroost-archive-blog]

I know I've definitely told you this stuff before, but I love, love, love your blog. I don't know the comics very well - but so what? You're an AMAZING writer and an absolute joy to have on the dash, I really enjoy coming online and knowing I'll see you and Negan the dorito stirring up trouble on my dash! It's just amazing how approachable you can be even playing such a horribly vicious villain. Honestly! It's fantastic and we're so lucky to have you around here! c':

this is very unexpected which leads me to believe there is a giant fucking BUT coming but i don’t see one yet so THANK YOU HOLY SHIT