“I thought maybe you were coming out here to talk about us, maybe there’s nothing to talk about anymore”
@pythcn & @mothergrimes
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“I thought maybe you were coming out here to talk about us, maybe there’s nothing to talk about anymore”
@pythcn & @mothergrimes
ANDREA’S HEAD ROLLS BACK. the signature look of annoyance, eyes close for just a few seconds, before she opens them. the sky is a clear blue. her eyes are an even more clear blue when she turns her head to look at him. she annoyed, even more so at exactly how angry the man has become (could she really blame him?) but he’s learning. rick grimes isn’t as tactile as he was previously, that earns her respect. --------- although, whether it was meant as hostile or friendly (and it was meant as friendly) she was the one that did SHOVE him. they could play this game all day, or...
❛ the more bodies that go, the more bodies that can get bit. ❜
continued / @pythcn.
@pythcn | closed starter.
Life was cruel. It was beautiful in those crystalline hues of the songbird but it came with prices that no one could afford to pay. It was an ongoing round of poker -- all fun, chances taken -- until someone played their ace. The barbed wired man had played his but instead of money lost, it was L I V E S. Not just anyone’s lives but the strongest and the purest of all of them. Abraham was deceased along with the only decent soul that was left on this forsaken earth. Glenn was her F A M I L Y and now he was ripped from the world like any other person to add to their numbers lost. They were both gone, taking the remains of what was left in each of the group’s hearts with them.
Quivering fingers wiped the fresh droplets that clung to blonde eyelashes before further tugging at the over sized flannel around her petite frame to keep warm. Dawn had approached quicker than most mornings in the somber Alexandrian walls and though she felt the need to lay still in bed, Beth didn’t desire to wake the Grimes. It had taken him a while to rest that fatal night and she knew he N E E D E D it more than she ever would. Even so, the delicate patter of footsteps didn’t startle her when they descended the staircase to join her in the kitchen. Instead, her pale hues just steadied on the figure of the ex-sheriff before averting to the untouched glass of water in her palm.
“She’s still sleepin’... Carl too. Already checked on ‘em after ‘ya pretended not to hear me leave the room,” her melodic voice was S C R A T C H I N G with pent up emotion, though she wiped at her puffy eyes before he could say anything. “Jus’ need somethin’ to drink..”
pythcn replied to your post: honestly about to just get off because of this...
if you have xkit, install ‘soft refresh’ and when you refresh the confetti won’t happen!
thank u i can give you jars as my gratitude but i don’t have guns
u r a queen and never forget it, mmkay? K
OH MY GOD LOOK WHO RETURNED FROM THE GRAVE. its fuckin adam boi holy shit. welcome back my king.
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❛ you won’t be able to change his mind, you know. neither with andrea. ❜ lips are set in a hard line as she stares him down. ❛ you need to kill him, before he kills you. because he will, or he’ll try. he’s insane, and talking isn’t going to do shit. ❜
@pythcn liked this for a starter from rosita <3
“ rick... ” finally, she’s out of the infirmary bed, she’s on the mend from the gunshot wound she gained after seeing sasha stumble out of that coffin, but that time in bed rest, it had given her a lot of time to think. about all of it. about the fact that she lost a friend because they were both too hot-headed and angry and focused on chasing revenge. about the fact that maybe if they hadn’t gone and done what they had, sasha might not be dead. but at the same time, maybe sasha would have gone alone, maybe everything would have still resulted with the same outcome. feet stopped from trailing behind him as she waited for him to turn. “ it’s about what happened with sasha. what me and her did... ” she was hoping that he’d give her a moment to talk. she wanted to let him know that she was finally done with that. that she was ready to follow the plan, that she wouldn’t make that same mistake again.
pythcn replied to your post: when the psd gods are on your side for once and...
the psd gods LOL WHERE ARE THEY I NEED THEM
they make an appearance once a month and not once more because they’re assholes