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                 --;; “Rule number one; the shotgun is always gonna be MINE.” He loads the weapon, cocking it with a judgmental stare at the girl next to him. His attachment to shotguns was as bad as his attachment to his machete and his marriage to his python.

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   His tongue slides out of his mouth, eyes squinting as he tilts the controller side to side. He’s in a zone; and the others voice on the line of his headset isn’t going to put him off. Glenn’s going to beat his friend’s highscore and trump him. As he passes the finish line, Glenn’s body erupts to a stand as a loud yell echoes throughout his apartment. Arms are lifting into the air as he fist pumps. Roaring with cheer as a wide grin spreads across his face. “Hah, suck that one Heath!” As he finishes his sentence a knock comes from the door and Glenn turns his head to the door before dropping his controller. “Yeah, yeah— no re-match, dude. I won fair and square. You lucked out this time.” He laughed as he moved through his apartment towards the front door. He reaches out as fingertips grasp around the doorknob. “Hang on a sec— I think my foo-” He stops mid in his tracks as he opens the door to a familiar face. His eyes go wide as he blinks and gawks over at the other. He can’t believe it — is it really her? Is it really Vivienne? He’s speechless and he’s about to grin, about to scoop her up into his arms until he hears a sound come from below her and his eyes are dropping to the toddler before her. That’s when his pulse really picks up, and he’s struck with a dumbfounded look as he peers down at the younger girl who seems to look far too familiar; and when it clicks in his mind his jaw clenches and his heart comes to a complete stop as a lump forms in his throat.

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five times kissed

meme.  FIVE TIMES KISSED.

status.  SELECTIVELY ACCEPTING.

i. THE FIRST TIME.

Dark coloured hues are fixated on the brunette sitting next to him. There’s a permanent smile on his face as he watches her every movement. The way she looks so effortlessly beautiful, the way her fingertips cling to the pen as it moves across the piece of paper. She looks so concentrated, so focused and into her work. And he can’t help but find her beautiful.

He wouldn’t admit it to her; for fear of ruining what they had going. But there study sessions were what he looked forward to the most. He could hardly focus in class, because all his mind was set on; was Vivienne. Getting home seemed like an eternity, and then waiting for the girl to arrive seemed even longer. But when she did arrive. The atmosphere around him changed. The smile on his face changed. The butterflies in his stomach couldn’t ever settle when Vivienne was around.

As the girl turns towards him, her lips moving; words filling the air. Glenn quickly tries to tune back into conversation; but it’s too late. She’s noticed. He’s been found out for gawking at her. And a shade of pink can’t help but creep up upon his cheeks. He’s looking away as his pulse begins to raise. He’s so embarrassed. Vivienne wasn’t supposed to catch him staring. That wasn’t ever supposed to happen.

She’s a beautiful girl, one of the most popular. For her to ever be into a guy like Glenn Rhee? That would just about make anybody laugh. So when Glenn hears her laughter fill the air; he can’t help but refrain from groaning as his head drops. He’s made a fool out of himself, and come tomorrow morning; the entire school would know of his crush on Vivienne Cortes.

But before Glenn can even muster up the courage to speak to Vivienne; to come up with some form of excuse. He feels her fingertips on his shoulder and as his head lifts, he can see the smile that’s creased her lips. His brows furrow in confusion as he looks over at her. She wasn’t laughing anymore, she was smiling at him; and her body was moving closer and closer to him.

His breath can’t help but quicken as dark coloured hues travel down to plump pink lips. His tongue is darting out of his mouth before sliding across his lower lip. His eyes are flicking up, and his pulse is increasing with every second that passes. Because Vivienne’s eyes are glued to his lips; and suddenly he doesn’t feel so embarrassed or stupid. In fact. He feels a bit of courage enter his body. Enough for him to move forwards and press his lips against Vivienne’s. He can feel sparks fly; fireworks going off as his awkward hands move to her shoulders.

ii. ACCIDENTAL.

He doesn’t know how they got themselves into this mess. He really thought that Terminus could’ve really been a safe haven. Glenn believing in something wasn’t rare; but believing in a place that could possibly be a home for his wife and him? He hates himself for thinking that heading to Terminus was a good idea. Because now Maggie was gone. It was just him; alone. Sure, he had a few members of his family. But it wasn’t the same. Maggie was his wife; his pregnant wife. And she was gone.

He hasn’t gotten up or moved since they were thrown into the crate. The others are all trying to think up some plan, and a few have given up just like Glenn. It’s unusual for Glenn to ever give up. To not keep fighting. But Maggie was his reason for fighting; and continuing to go on without her; without their child that was supposed to get a shot at living. Was pointless.

The lack of light in the crate makes it hard to make out the faces of people. But when he hears a some what familiar voice come from the other side of the crate. His ears are picking up, and his head is lifting. Brows furrow as his eyes try to adjust to the darkness surrounding him. The figure is moving closer to them, she’s speaking to Sasha and a few others; and when she speaks her name. Glenn knows.

He’s on his feet, pushing past a few of them as he squints at the figure. “Did you just say— Vivienne? Vivienne Cortes?” He speaks out breathlessly as he steps closer to the girl. His arm reaches out, fingertips wrapping around the cold dirt covered skin. His face cracks; a small smile appearing. The first smile since losing Maggie. But he can’t believe it. Either he’s gone insane; or she’s real. She’s here.

The last time he’d seen her was when he was eighteen. When the two had just graduated. That seemed like such an ancient time; such a foreign time. And although he was devastated and heartbroken over her disappearance. He was just happy to see a familiar face, a face he had once been in love with.

He’s wrapping his arms around her, holding her tightly as his smile can’t help but crack wider; and there’s a few tears in the corners of his eyes. Though he’s not sure if those are old ones, or new ones. Either way; he feels okay. For the first time in a few days he actually feels okay.

He turns his head, more to speak to her and hope for a chance to see her face. But instead he’s met with lips; and it first he joins in. His eyes are closed and all that’s on his mind is Maggie. So for a split second he thinks it’s her. He thinks she’s alive. But when his eyes open; he’s not met with Maggie.

iii. PROM NIGHT.

It’s been the best night of his life. One that he’ll never forget.

They danced the night away, shared so many laughs and words with each other that it all seems like a blur at first. But he knows come tomorrow he’ll be able to recite the entire night from start to finish.

Having Vivienne in his life; going from tutoring her to being her boyfriend. It was like a dream. A dream he never knew he had till she showed up in his life.

They’re sitting on a plaited blanket right up on the top of the hill; their spot. And it’s magical. The stars are twinkling so brightly, and the moon is glistening down on top of them. They’ve got the view of the entire city. And it’s a perfect end to a perfect night.

A content sigh escapes Glenn’s lungs as he glances down at Vivienne’s head in his lap, and as their eyes meet his smile grows wider. His fingertips are gently caressing her cheek as he leans down to press his lips against her forehead a couple of times.

iv. ALEXANDRIA.

He grunts, fingertips curling into fists as he lets out a huff. “One more time.” He says through clenched teeth as he pries the gun away from her fingertips and takes a hold of it once again. He’s raising it, aiming it at her as he blinks a few times and really focuses. He can’t miss; not this time. She’s looking far too smug about this — and all it’s doing is riling up the anger inside Glenn’s body.

“Ready?” She murmurs, a wide smile spreading across her features; which distracts him. But he quickly shakes his head, snapping himself out of those thoughts as he sucks in a deep breath and adjusts his fingertips on the gun. His index finger moves to the trigger, and his brows crease as dark coloured hues lock on Vivienne.

His finger is about to press down; and he can feel the sigh of release just about to leave his body. But before he knows it; Vivienne’s grabbing the gun.

He gawks at her; mouthing hanging open. He can’t believe this is the fifth time she’s beat him too it. He’s grunting again, his fist smacking the table before he’s gripping the edge of it. “Damn it!” His voice echoes through the room as he hears footsteps approach him.

He can feel her fingertips on his shoulder, and as her breath hits his neck it sends chills all the way up his spine. His body tenses before relaxing as his eyes close. He’s listening to her; though he’s not really sure what she’s saying. All he knows is that the worries he has; the anger inside of him from the previous antics — are gone.

His body is whipping around as she looks at him startled. He blinks a few times before eyes are dropping to her lips. Lips he hasn’t tasted since they were young. They looked so unfamiliar; so new and different. He hated that. His brows furrow even more as he wraps an arm around her waist and pulls her towards him.

“I had it — and you— you.” His other hands lifts to push back her hair as he leans down and lightly; yet hesitantly presses his lips against Vivienne’s.

v. BLOODY.

There’s something so thrilling and purely beautiful about watching the way Vivienne slides her knife into the mans body. To most people — what they’re doing; would be sickening. And if they ever got caught; they’d be goners. But this was their life now. This is what they did. They killed for a living.

“Use this one, babe.” He murmurs as he edges closer to her; handing her a machete. He watches as she takes a hold of it, gripping it tightly as she has at it with the man. Blood begins to splatter over her and as the machete drops to the ground, Vivienne turns to face Glenn.

She may be covered head to toe in blood; but he doesn’t think she’s ever looked more beautiful. “What?” She looks at him in confusion as his smile grows wider, head shaking at her. “Nothing.” He speaks as he moves closer to her.

His hands rest on her hips as he leans forwards. “You just look really beautiful.” And with that his lips are pressing against hers. All that can be tasted is the blood from the man she’s just destroyed; and yet. It makes him hungry for more.

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           as she flinches, glenn’s pulse begins to rise. he gawkes over at her with wide eyes, mouth hanging open just a jar. this is all new to him; her flinching from his touch, & he can’t seem to understand why. he hasn’t done anything wrong — not to her at least.

           he’s swallowing a lump that’s formed in his throat as he begins to chew on the inside of his gums. he’s taking steps backwards; afraid if he moves towards her again she’ll repeat her actions; and although much doesn’t get to him — her flinching at his touch does.

           ‘ did i— did i do something wrong ? ’

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holy cheese you're frickin beautiful

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        Terminus had been the closest call they had come across , aside from the prison , and now Rick was more cautious than ever . Maybe he had saved her , but that didn’t mean he’d trust her , not after this . He stood a few feet away , prepared with his fingers over his pistol and a gleam in his eye .

                       ‘ Are you alone ? ’

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meme: here.    //    status: accepting.

send me ❥ for your muse to cuddle up next to mine while asleep on the couch.

he doesn’t exactly know when his eyes fell shut, or he began drifting off to sleep. all he knows is that he’s completely knackered from the days antics. it’s been long, & glenn’s mind hadn’t stopped swirling around with information of too many things. he doesn’t know how to process it all. — there were other places out there like alexandria? like the hilltop? it was mind-boggling to him. that there were people out their trying to build a life and survive in a world that had gone to complete shit & been overrun by flesh eating humans. it gave him a little more perspective of the life they could have inside the walls. a life he wishes he would’ve gotten to have with his wife & unborn child. but he has to stop dwelling on them — despite them being apart of him. he had to let go; move on. he had to let vivienne in. he had to stop pushing her away at any chance she got near him. because one of these days he’s push her so far back that she’d end up in the arms of somebody else — and he doesn’t think he’s be able to cope with seeing another pair of arms wrapped around somebody he clearly still loved. he invited her over, to talk. though the two just ended up sitting there on the couch staring away at nothing while vivienne’s voice filled the room. she went on about the high-school days, & it made glenn drift off to sleep. his head sprawled across the back of the couch, mouth slowly hanging open as slow breaths escape his lungs. he needs this; he’s needed it for a long time. & he’s hardly been able to sleep since maggie left— & yet, vivienne’s voice changed that all. he may be drifting, but that doesn’t mean he can’t feel the woman cuddling into his side, & his mouth twitches into a smile. he’s half-asleep, completely not really with it but his arms wrap around the woman, pulling her onto his lap as he pulls her closer, his face burying into the woman’s neck as a sigh escapes.

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a glenn rhee & vivienne cortes fanmix | @thcmercenary

​​i. couple of kids - maggie lindemann / ii. we don’t talk anymore - charlie puth ft. selena gomez / iii. almost lover - a fine frenzy / iv. you - the pretty reckless / v. all about us - he is we / vi. can’t be friends - trey songz / vii. knocking on your heart - maggie lindemann / viii. kiss me - ed sheeran / ix. please don’t say you love me - gabrielle aplin / x. i wanna get better - bleachers ft. tinashe / xi. control - kevin garrett / xii. we can make love - somo / xiii. crash - somo / xiv. nobody - selena gomez / xv. i do it all for you - somo / xvi. poison & wine - the civil wars / xvii. as you are - the weeknd / xviii. magic - coldplay / xix. when we were young - adele