#refusedtodie

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HAPPY      BIRTHDAY      ,      BABY      GIRL      !                  or   at   least   a      close      approximation   .   although   her   exact  date   of   birth   could   never   be   precisely   narrowed   down   ,   the   day   gracie   entered   their   lives   had   always   felt   like   a   reasonable   excuse   to   celebrate      ;      &&      on   that   day   of   celebration   ,   the   little   princess   got   whatever   she   wanted      ...      within   reason                  on   her   eight   year   ,   the      ‘   within   reason   ’      request   was   a   trip      OUTSIDE      the   walls   ,      &&      the   promise    of   at   least      trying      to   find   a      REAL      pair   of   skates   .

there   were   arguments   over      WHO      would   be   taking   gracie      &&      WHERE      they   would   be   going   ,   but   when   all   was   said      &&      done   things   were   figured   out      ;      eric   would   be   the   one   lucky   enough   to   accompany   her   ,      &&      an   old      DICK’S      SPORTING      GOODS      would   be   their   goal   .   the   building   had   been   scavenged     (      thanks   ,   heath   !      )      years   before   ,   but   the   survival   supplies   which   were   gathered   at   the   time   hadn’t   included      recreational   footwear      .                  

checked   over      once      ,      twice      ,      &&      three      times   just   to   be   safe   ,   by   the   time   gracie   raleigh   came      bouncing      through   the   front   doors   ,   there   wasn’t   a   doubt   in   her   father’s   mind   that   they   were   alone                  &&      that   may   have   been   true   ,      at   first      ,   but   half   way   through   trying   on   her   third   pair   of   skates   the   sound   of   footsteps   caused   eric   to   turn   ,   gun   quickly   aimed   at   a   pair   who   looked      JUST      AS      SURPRISED      to   see      him      as   he   was   to   see      them      .         ❝      GRACE      ,   skates   off                  ❞         he   instructed   ,   a   protective   arm   automatically   trying   to      PUSH      her   out   of   view   .

gauging   that   his   response   may   have   been      a   little   too   swift      ,   eric   lowered   his   weapon   ,   a   hesitant   smile   offered   to   the   two   strangers   .         ❝      sorry   about   that      ,   you   caught   me   off   guard   ....      ❞

[peacefulapostle--a]

@refusedtodie  ||  EP BASED JEBUS STARTER

            “There  are  rules  and  Maggie  is  the  leader  now.  If  we  can’t  abide  by  them  what  was  the  point  of  what  we  were  fighting  for? To  live  under  one  ruler? Like  Negan?” New  age  democracy  is  the  only  way  to  move  forward.  Jesus  knows  that  Maggie  has  to  make  an  example  out  of  Gregory,  but  that  doesn’t  mean  he  has  to  like  it.  After  all  he’s  known  the  man  for  a  long  time  now.  What  was  he  thinking?  Has  the  former  leader ALWAYS  been  this  person  parading  around  behind  a  facade  of  a  good  person?  How  had  he  not  seen  what  true  colors  lie  beneath?  

[shootfortherightreasons]

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send ♒ for a starter where my muse is suffering a high fever but hasn’t told anyone.

🔫 The gaze given was hazy. Carl had noticed the dizziness earlier, but everything felt so much worse now. He needed to… tell them. To tell everyone the truth. He had been able to hide it up until now, but there was a definite point where he couldn’t anymore. He didn’t expect to run into anyone else when he’d gone outside, though hell, maybe he really shouldn’t have been outside. Just seeing one person had him realizing how far the fever had progressed. Though he had seen it in other people, actually feeling it… Any sickness mankind had known before was nothing like this.

Trying to steady his breathing, he finally stopped pushing himself and just allowed himself to lean against the wooden walls. If he had to leave the house at all like this, maybe he really did need someone with him. He really didn’t want to ask, but it was… something that he had to do. As long as one person from his group knew about this, everyone would know. He didn’t have to go around telling everyone. Maybe if anyone in Alexandria from the original residents hadn’t seen the fever from a bite take over someone’s entire being, they would think it was just a fever from a normal illness. The people in his group? Oh, hell. They would know.

So his eyes landed again on the only person around. Yeah… He wouldn’t get this done on his own. He gave himself a moment, trying to find his voice. It was hard to concentrate at all with the pounding of his heart that came with the draining fever, but here he was, trying so hard to just push through it while he still could. “Do you mind… helping me get somewhere? I don’t think I’ll… make it on my own…”

[wasnothin]

@refusedtodie.

DARYL WILL BE HONEST. If this guy didn’t have a damn toddler in his arms, the archer wouldn’t have bothered to stop. He’s not out to recruit like he did back at Alexandria; they have more than enough people and hardly enough supplies, and bringing in more would only cause trouble. BUT ---- shit, he can’t just walk away.

“Hey ---- ” Maybe he should lower his crossbow so as not to come across as threatening. He doesn’t, but the thought crosses his mind. First and foremost, he has to protect himself, and he doesn’t trust this guy just because there’s a three-year-old hanging off him. “I ain’t gonna hurt ya’ unless y’ try anythin’.”

[shootfortherightreasons]

“ So, that’s your thing, huh? Risking your life saving strangers? “

Life Threatening/Dangerous Sentence Starters

🔫“I, um… I guess I wouldn’t call it my thing. I just… prefer to help people if I can and they need it. I would want to be helped too if I was in that position.” It wasn’t like he’d always been able to fight. He still remembered the days he would just cower behind his parents and avoid fighting. As soon as he started trying at the farm, he’d ended up causing trouble. If he could save people now, he would. He wouldn’t stand by when he knew he could help. Would he want to die if someone came by and he needed help and they just preferred to go about their business? Of course not.

It was a bit of an odd question in general, but Carl also realized maybe he really had risked his life. Dealing with a lot of things had gotten easy; simple. Sometimes they just came to him naturally enough that he could even forget something could happen to him. Dangerous stopped always meaning life threatening. It was strange when he thought about it. The things he did almost every day were so common to him now that it almost made it sound like doing everyday chores were life threatening. What a way to to have your life going…

“Are you… alone?” He couldn’t even imagine being alone in a world like this. No; he’d been there. He’d tried. When it was only himself and Rick, he’d tried to prove to himself that he could survive alone. It was stupid and he knew that now, but he still understood what he was thinking at the time. He’d learned very quickly it just wasn’t possible for him, and for anyone it probably wouldn’t be possibly for all that long. Most people would find group after group if they needed to.

[riskdeaths-archive-blog]

@refusedtodie liked for daryl instead since the muse they wanted is gone

          ❛ y’go askin’ stupid questions  and y’gonna get stupid answers.  got no time t’piss around. ❜  the hunter gets easily fed up with people these days, especially with what they’re facing.  a decision could be the difference between life and death, and they couldn’t afford to lose anyone else.  there has been too much loss lately.

[heartsofvalor]

@refusedtodie [ alex & delanie ; based on this. ]

the wolf slowly makes her way through the small home, nose twitching as she follows alex’s scent to where he sits on the couch. she sits by him, nose pressing against his knee gently; nudging against him with the quietest of whines. she gains no reaction and decides to take it up a notch, moving to jump onto the couch and seat herself right beside alex’s body. her chin moves to rest against his shoulder and she’s half laying across him, warm fur pressed against his chest. she’s feeling needy and she wants attention, so attention is what she’ll get.

[triskelionking-a-blog]

@refusedtodie

there was no one there for Derek after the end of the world. coming back to Beacon Hills, after four years of absence left him only with the bitterness and despair of seeing the empty streets decorated with dead bodies carrying familiar faces, or bent walkers on the corners, releasing a scent that he could recognize...all those kids, the ones he could consider friends, the ones who endlessly fought for the protection of the town were now deceased or doomed to wander this land transformed in a mere shell of what they once used to be. the predator couldn't stay in his hometown for too long. as soon as he found a functional vehicle, he drove away as fast as he could, with the car rampaging through the pavement, giving him a privileged view of the undead, staring at him with their hollow eyes and attempting to crawl towards his direction. with his vision damped by unleashed tears, he fought the instinct to look at their faces, to recognize any feature of the teenagers he used to see every day, who had their whole lives ahead of them and were only trying to survive the chaos of the supernatural beacon they were living in. accelerating through town, he passed by the abandoned waste ground where his house used to be, now plagued with walkers feasting on innocent creatures of the forest... Derek always thought he has lost everything when he was sixteen years old when he had that fatidical call announcing him that his home was burned to the ground, with his family inside, due to a terrible accident. however, the end of the world, as a heavy slap of crude reality, remembered that he could yet lose everything again. it was the second time he found himself being all alone, lost and miserable. about two weeks have passed since the last time he saw his loving town. right now it was night time, a small, rather weak bonfire was illuminating the defeated, exhausted faces of the wolf and the boy while the small child seemed to be sleeping inside an oversized jacket used as an improvised sleeping bag. the wolf watched the unconscious infant for a moment, just wondering how a human - no matter how armed, brave or skilled - could survive in that new era. in the middle of a world plagued by dead walkers and also taking care of a toddler. he thought about it for a long amount of time, with only the paced breathing of the little one and the crepitate of the fire to keep him company, and decided that maybe that silent teenager was, in a way, much luckier than him...because at least he had someone. he has found them on the road, a couple days ago, while looking for a ride to get as far of their infested city as possible, and he couldn't find a logical reason to deny. the pale green eyes of the older male finally moved to the other, a young man with tanned skin, deep frown and a permanently distressed expression on his face...Derek couldn't blame him. "so, do you know where you are heading yet?" he inquired, bluntly breaking the harmonious silence of the evening "we can keep driving all you want, but...do you have family anywhere? any specifical place you and your kid can go?"