#survivcl

[hclyshiit]

⤜Ellie⟶

It had been a while since she’d been back home after all that went down. And although the physical wounds were starting to heal, her hands still shook and every day it became more apparent that the fingers she’d loss were more important than she wanted to believe. She knew she’d have to retrain herself to play guitar...one day.   But not today.    She did have some sort of an idea...even if it might be a total bust. It was worth a shot right?  At least she could say she tried.    So Ellie went over to Cheyenne, and decided to pick his brain a bit.

 “Hey, Cheyenne...you got a minute or two?”

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[xwildatheartx]

 • • Brooklyn • •

She woke up with a jolt- and looked around before she settled again. She was safe- in the front seat of her friend's car. Must’ve fallen asleep, she thought as she sat up and stretched. It’d been a wild couple days- and here they were in Cheyenne’s car on their getaway. Parts of everything seemed like a big blur- while other parts? Just the thought made her feel queasy. 

   “Sorry, I dozed off.” 

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[myriadxofxmuses]

What is your muse's magical power?

Your Magic Power is Intuition.

You have the ability to always feel what is about to happen. You are sensitive to others around you and are very in touch with your emotions.

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Tagging: @hclyshiit , @survivcl (muse of choice), @twdgdeadmanwalking , @infinitexkind , @cafethemisfits (for any muse) , @thenickclark , @all-is-fair-in-love-and-war

[seeance]

✖ k̳l̳a̳u̳s̳ ✖

After telling their stepfather what happened; he’d taken off to the woods to go hunting solo. That didn’t really surprise either him or his brother. But Klaus knew that he shouldn’t be alone with his thoughts right now.     Eli had always been there for him, it was time for Klaus to return the favor.

So Klaus packed his essentials and went off into the woods to where Eli’s hunting blind sat. When he didn’t see him out and about in the woods, he carefully made his way to where Eli had settled traps and the blind.    At the base of the ladder, he whistled his mother's familiar tune- just so he didn’t get shot at. Then knocked at the door. 

  “Dad-? It’s me.”

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[burnbookiisms]

@emmaxmeyer said:  I adore Crow ( @survivcl, @tallahxssee, @cxlhouns, etc) so so much. we've been writing together for 8 years now and she's such a wonderful and supportive friend. c:

[ashyyslashyy]

“Hey Frick and Frack- how bout you guys stay on your side of the store, and I’ll stay on mine.”

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[wxchita]

{ᴡɪᴄʜɪᴛᴀ}

“Sorry but- I’m not sorry. We can’t be too careful now a days.”

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[sparksnv]

@survivcl: "This really isn't so bad.”

TRAPPED

That’s how Sparks felt as she watched as Negan. He had just waved his hand and praised his people and his way of living. Together stood above them, on a ledge. It was clear Negan was above all of these people. In a way, above her. Whenever she met his eyes she was brought back to the night he killed Glenn. It was something Sparks couldn’t forget, COULDN’T FORGIVE.  and now here she was trapped in his HOME. He was trying to get her to stay. Become one of his WIVES. It wasn’t much choice honestly, she knew she couldn’t best him in a fight. Sparks knew she couldn’t ever escape. She knew if she didn’t say yes he’d throw her back in the dungeon. Regardless, she looked down and away from his eyes. Whispering to him,

“I still wanna go home”