#thedaddygrimes

[reigningwiidow]

@thedaddygrimes continued

          She smirks a bit at the comment about being the boss. She knows that’s not true, not in the slightest. But at his question, she shakes her head. “If you fall, you’re killing both of us. I can’t catch your weight. You’re far too big.” It’s a jest, though it’s also true. She was not strong enough to carry his weight by any means.

[oncegilded-blog]

@thedaddygrimes continued from THIS  ▬♦M♦▬ The mention of her mother made her inwardly flinch- images of her suicide danced across Tess’ mind’s eye, even as her true ones took a darting glance towards the man’s gun. And his hand resting at the ready upon it. The very sight of it made her stomach roll. He could take her out so fast. So fast. A flick of the wrist and the firing of a bullet right through her head. That would be it. Right through her head. Just like her mother. Why hadn’t he? She was trespassing in his territory, wasn’t she? Or at least she’d assumed she was. This area was too clear. Too organized for it to be an accident, or anything other than direct design- by someone. Him? Hell she was far too hungry to think straight. Much less hold her spear with any semblance of a true threat. Tess was near fainting from lack of food, and her hands shook from weakness--- both physically, and from fear. It probably didn’t help that her voice wavered either as she readjusted her grip and gave a lil threatening thrust of her weapon his way. “I-- I said stay the fuck back, or I’ll run ya’ through! I swear it!” Again her gaze darted back to the gun, and for a brief moment the terror was all too clear in her eyes. She wasn’t there to hurt anyone. She was thirsty, starving, scared, and acting like a cornered animal.  All growls and teeth, but terrified inside.     “Jus’ gimmie your water, an’ I’ll be on my way.”

[idontkillorphans]

the gif for your header leaves both rick and the mun hot and bothered. be a kind one and remove it

Never

[projcctalice-blog]

@thedaddygrimes from here

his request for avoidance is ignored as TWIN VERDANTS narrow suspiciously , shifting in her seat to get a better look at him . ( they don’t need to add infection to the list of all the things that’ve gone wrong today ) . ❝ it looks bad . you sure you don’t want me to take a look at it ? ❞ 

[carrlgrrimes]

“Calm down, calm down. It was just a dream. It’s over now.”

Carl flew up and gasped for air as he was awakened. The sudden change of scenery and events made his heart thump painfully in his chest. Perls of sweat dripped down his forehead and he let himself drop back down now he saw he was safe. Ever since Negan had made him kneel and nearly killed him, he was haunted by constant nightmares. The young teen didn’t like to admit it but there hadn’t been a single hour of sleep in complete peace. The desire of him to always be the bravest and the strongest was shattered by it as the lack of sleep and the general feeling of misery and fear had turned him into a trembling boy who flinched at every loud sound and was unable to deal with larger crowds. Sleepy eyes turned to his father who was seated the wooden chair near his bed. “Did I wake everyone? Was I screaming again? I’m sorry I woke you.” A small hand pulled the covers higher up. Even if he was haunted by nightmares every single second, he still longed for more sleep. “You can go back to bed, dad. It’s cool. I’m fine.”