#iwasnobodynothing

[wingsonxfire]

[ text ] i ahve a glowsitck

DRUNKEN TEXTS MEME !!

{text: Daryl} Ya doin’ ok man?{text: Daryl} I mean glowsticks are great…{text: Daryl} Jus’ a random text ta get at 3 am.

[brxssy-blog]

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Now, Emily was never one big on intimacy, on affection, but when Daryl had smoothed his hands onto her cheeks, she practically melted. Maybe it was because it was him; maybe it was the fact she’s probably never been regarded so tenderly. Emily chalked it up to both. Her lips smoothed against his with a gentle press, lashes batting shut. Her hands became gentle and settled themselves onto his chest. She gripped his shirt just slightly, tugging him in a little more. Although her actions pulled him in, felt somewhat bold, she was nothing but ginger in manner. 

[xthemutegirl--archived]

@iwasnobodynothing

‘’The tests are all positive Daryl. We..I’m pregnant.’’

[twdrpconfessions]

@iwasnobodynothing​ Daryl is absolutely amazing, I can hear Daryl's voice and actually picture him in their mun's writing. The mun is wonderful and talented, such a sweetheart. Just seeing them on my dash makes my day and to get to actually roleplay with them is the best. They deserve nothing but the best and all the love and smiles in the world.

[anxoaliado-blog]

iwasnobodynothing 

“I’m not a walker! Don’t kill me!” The woman stated as she stretched out her arms. “I’m not dead!” She turned to look around to make sure she wasn’t followed.

[aliarsgod]

@iwasnobodynothing

The thin, towering man was hunched down in the brush, a longbow stretched taut, a pale blue eye trained on a rabbit impossibly far away. A short crop of black curls rested over a high forehead. Battered jeans covered thin legs, a tattered green button-down hung loose and open over gaunt shoulders. Only the grey t-shirt beneath it looked relatively decent. He’d discovered it the week before.

His head snapped at the sound of a motor in the distance, cursing inwardly as the rabbit tensed and bolted. Corpses were drawn by the sound, one after another, lurching from the cover of the forest to the road. The survivor thought nothing of it until four were nearly on him.

A vicious curse in a dead language passed his lips as he sped backward, shouldering the bow and drawing two short matching blades. He was forced into full view of the road before he could cut them down, slicing through the skulls with ease. The tall man was flecked with blood as the stranger approached, pale blue eyes hard as ice as he contemplated whether to stand his ground or flee.

The corpses could be dealt with. It was the living he avoided at all cost.

[posxismsaa-blog]

Shoutout to all The Walking Dead blogs I rped with when I still had the verse, you guys were and still are amazing and I loved rping with you. I’m sorry I lost my muse for that verse but I can’t seem to get it back but I am gratful for those who rped with me and me and Posy will miss you, if you still want to rp follow my new blog and we can,maybe a modern day verse or something again I am sorry I lost my muse.

Amazing People who rped with me and you should follow. @klllerwithin, @strcngenough, @prxmroseeverdeen, @nohaircuts, @painxknives, @iwasnobodynothing

[poisonedpegasus]

@iwasnobodynothing continued from X

▶▶ The movie they were watching was almost over, but Party was bored. The redhead but his lip, knowing damn well what he was doing and how much he has Daryl wrapped around his finger. “We should do something else.” He explains, making sure to keep his movements light yet enough to drive the other man crazy. Party puts on his best display of a pout and batting eyelashes, his head resting against Daryl’s shoulder.

“You’ve been so busy and aint’ had any time for little ole me.”