#thebornsurvivor

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♥♥♥♥♥ fuck yeah spread all that positivity !!

for every  ♥  I receive in my askbox, i’m going to recommend a blog and spread positivity.

@hissaviour​ — such a fantastic and unique interpretation of dwight, I absolutely love interacting with them no matter the account.  mun is super sweet and loving, and doesn’t get enough appreciation.

@thathijodeputa   — honestly started my love for rosita and this mun is my forever babe. such a sweetheart and i’m a hoe for her.

@leathervice / @beautycorrupt   — words cannot express how much I admire her portrayal of negan and the work she puts into any OC she makes. i’ve had the pleasure of interacting with her from almost day one. mun is just a sweet and beautiful person.

@vestwings   — besides this bitch ding dong ditching negan they have an A+ interpretation of a character that’s loved so much and sometimes I forget that they aren’t actually him. mun is too patient with me and i love them forever.

@thebornsurvivor   — honestly the best comic interpretation of rosita i’ve seen to date, and though most of our threads aren’t even canon I absolutely admire her as a writer. extremely talented and versatile with verses. I obviously love the mun to the moon and back for dealing with mine and negan’s shit. 

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dis mun bullies me, 100% tru facts

what is one thing you think about the mun?

😧😧😧 I do not

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     It’s been a long day so far. And even in the small community, he clearly had been elusive enough today. It seemed like one problem after another needed addressing, and several things wound up being tossed to the wayside. It’s Rosita that he approaches, however, footsteps leading him to the front steps of the house. He’s not sure what she needed or if it’s even relevant hours after the fact. But, that doesn’t stop him.

     ❝ I heard you were lookin’ for me. ❞

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She had stopped to take a sip of water from the creek, her horse and companion Valdik doing the same. There was no telling how far she was or how close she was to her destination. The woods she traveled in seemed like a blur now. Just then she heard a rustle of leaves, causing her to stay perfectly still. Her rifle in hand she waited till she heard the noise again. Was it a walker? Or someone trying to ambush her.

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r u doing stuff… thangs?

why are u callin me out lik e t his

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           “   Do you need some water? Morning sickness right?   ”

@thebornsurvivor    /     s.c.*

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he was enjoying a glass of whiskey on the rocks when he received the contract.   he had been living damn good the past year, working for not only the mafia, but a few rich pricks who didn’t want to get their hands dirty.   he was a contract killer with a good reputation  — never letting a single one slip out of his fingers.      usually, his contracts were sent through an anonymous email, or message  — but this one slipped through his fax.   a name ( likely an alias ), her age, a description, her approximate location ( likely her home or a safe house )  — and a very big price. one larger than he had done in awhile, and with his funds beginning to run low  — it was necessary. they requested that she wasn’t easy to get to, and that he’d need to get to know her  — something he specialized in.

he quickly finished his drink and proceeded to prepare himself, slipping his gun beneath his dress jacket along with a knife. touching up his appearance with a splash of cologne, he stepped outside, slipping in the door of his prized possession, his BMW i8.   putting the address in his gps, he took off down the side street, in the direction of his target.  it was close, and luckily, he knew the area well. 

it didn’t take long to reach the location, and when he arrived, he was sure to park on the opposite facing street, far enough that he wouldn’t be noticed, but close enough that he could see when she arrived home.   it was a quarter past nine when he spotted a woman, one that seemed to match the description  — heading towards the house in question. without a moment to waste, he stepped out of the car and followed her, but didn’t make his presence known until he was directly behind her.

❛     i’m sorry to be a bother, but I saw you drop this. it looks expensive.     ❜       he pulled the silver bracelet from his pocket, adorned with small rubies.   

@thebornsurvivor

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