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@lightcoded asked : "Hey, Jonathon? Can you come here a minute? Hop and I... We have something we want to tell you." Joyce and Hopper are seated at the kitchen table, next to each other but not close, an ashtray between them half full with fresh ash and two smoldering cigarette butts. The chair across from them is empty.

he hadn’t done anything worth warranting a meeting with his mother and the chief of police . not recently , anyway . a bit of worry etches into his features as he follows his mother’s voice into the kitchen . ‘ everything okay , mom ? ’ he questions with a cautious tone , hesitating with a hand on the back of the dining chair , eyes traveling between the two adults , before he would finally sit down . ‘ did i... do something ? ’ a pause , and then , with a bit of panic , ‘ is will okay ? ’

#honestly i'm already shook #answered / jonathan .#lightcoded

{ @lightcoded closed, plotted starter}

The prison was their fortress, a safe haven that kept him and his group securely protected from the threats of the outside world - both dead and alive. The small group that they had residing inside of the prison was one that was close and tight knit, and more than hesitant to let anyone else inside. They had learned that they couldn’t trust others, that the only people that they could tend to trust were each other. Each person had a role in their group, and there was no need to try and recruit others from coming in. Their were content in the walls of their safe haven, alone together.

Which is why whenever this woman approached the facility pleading to be let in a way from the wall of walkers that wandered after her, they were all hesitant to allow it. Rick had made the final call to allow the woman inside, saying they couldn’t go on with clean consciences if she would have died on their grounds. They could lock her in a cell until they knew that she wasn’t a threat, and then decide where to go from there.

Which is how they ended up here, with Daryl pacing outside of the gated room that she was now confound to, occasionally exchanging glances with her. He wasn’t one to talk much, but figured that they would have to end up having conversation, they would have to see what this woman was about if they were going to determine if they were going to keep her around (if she even wanted that), or send her on her way.

“Y’said you were out there lookin’ for your sons?” He questioned when he finally spoke up, the statement having been the woman’s own reasoning when she was initially asked what the hell she was doing out there alone. “How long’ve they been gone?”

#hope this is ok??? i figured there would be the most room for progression if we made it right after she showed up #lightcoded #{thread: tbsd [lightcoded]}

@lightcoded // cont.

Hopper didn't expect that she would have jumped so hard at his appearance that the cup she had been holding ended up shattering on the steps of the church he had just walked out of, the man startling a bit himself. He wasn't all too close with Bob, but he was with Joyce and he knew he had made her happy. So, he knew he should be at the funeral—for both Joyce and Bob. However, once he noticed she had disappeared from the gathering of people who lingered, he figured he should see how she was holding up.

Not well, from the looks of things.

His face was rather stoic, not stern but a solemn air about him and sympathy touching into his gaze. With careful steps, he moved to see if he could help clean up the glass that lingered on the stairs, not really talking for a moment before he was glancing over at her as she spoke up. His eyes glanced down, then away to anywhere but her gaze as what she was saying registered before he rose back up to his full height to lean himself against the railing just a bit. He could remember that moment, too—Joyce's screaming as Hopper had wrapped his arms around her to keep from running up to Bob as he was being torn apart. He WISHED he could have let her grieve in that moment, deep down, but he was running in survival mode and needed them out of there first.

Now—well, he was seeing that.

“You can't beat yourself up, Joyce,” he offered up, his voice quiet, “You start goin' over everything that could have happened or what you could have done and it does nothing but dig a hole to sink into. I know—I know he was looking at you, but it wasn't YOUR fault.” Lord knows he had to tell himself the same over the years about Sara.

#lightcoded #– SEASON TWO.#q.#[I hope this is okay! Especially after so long lol]

lightcoded replied to your post: harrison’s doggie is accepting all the scritches &...

puppy!

dis be him & his name is bailey!

#lightcoded #|| did i just make an icon of a doggo for this? you bet i did

💙 Jonathon and Nancy all grown up

@lightcoded sent a 💙 to ship romantically with jonathan !

Y E S we were talking about this , and i had heart eyes the entire time . i can’t wait to do this , it’s gonna be so fun . the angst is gonna be Unreal .

#answered ooc .#lightcoded

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SEND A ❦ IF YOU’D CONSIDER SHIPPING OUR MUSES

Okay listen I am SO here for this u have no idea BRING IT ON

#lightcoded #{am I the only one zen around here? [ooc]}