#thelcstsister

[doginthecorner]

@thelcstsister​ liked for a lyric starter

“Spinning that stone up hill again, like atonement for a bygone sin”

[t-chambler-archived]

💛

💛 for a moodboard about our muses’ relationship

[staysaliive]

Judith: EVERYONE LOOK, CARL KISSED A GIRL. YOU’RE IN TROUBLE.

Rick and Sally both: orly? *amused and slightly proud*

[deathmaarch]

cont’d from x

She wasn’t expecting anyone to be here when she left the her room. Sally spent the morning locked in her room, quietly slipping into an emotional breakdown. She was actually on her way to the bathroom to wash her face with cold water to try and ease some of the post cry evidence. She stopped suddenly as Nikki exited the bathroom and tried to hide her face as she muttered a greeting but was met with a truth bomb instead of hello.

Wiping at her face again, she blinked and inhaled deeply. “I um..I had a rough night.” She admitted, trying not to think about the images in her mind from the night before. “I had a dream…about Lori. I guess more of a nightmare…I just uh.. I miss my sister and it’s hittin’ pretty hard today.”

  This wasn’t exactly where he expected to run into Sally today, granted she’d been gone for most of the morning. They’d all assumed she was catching up on rest and let her sleep in, but he could see now that..that wasn’t necessarily the case. Genuine empathy and sadness clouded Nikki’s features the second he realized what she was hiding; it wasn’t sympathy or concern, pity or whatever. He understood exactly what Sally meant..and he felt for her in that moment. 

“Oh,” he breathed, almost inaudibly in response. It was hushed, softer than his typical stoicism. Almost instinctively Nikki reached forward to pull Sally into a secure embrace, wrapping both arms tightly around his aunt. “Me too..” he admitted, biting back the bitter irony in their unfortunate club status. Of course he missed Wendy every day, but..some days it was harder. Colder -- emptier. But Sally didn’t have to hide with him, nor did he in return, hence their vulnerability in the moment. He simply stood there with Sally in the quiet for a few seconds, leaning his head against hers, murmuring a faded “I’m sorry.”

[oneeyedbadass]

@thelcstsister​ from x:

Carl stops and lowers his head, swallowing a little.  “You sound just like her, y’know.”  He mumbles about the wanting another one after the first cigarette bit.  He just shrugs then.  “Guess so, but you can’t tell me that you weren’t my age when you first tried one.  I literally had wine when I was a kid. Which, is gross, by the way.”

[ahoy-dingus]

@thelcstsister | continued

"Uh- nah, nuh-uh." Robin looked over the body, her stomach churning, but composure very calm. She had seen way worse than this-- hell, there had been more horrendous sights in the bathroom at the mall. "Didn't fight evil Russian men to be on the sidelines. No way, you need me." She looked up at the older woman. She talked a big game; sure, she was scared, but she wasn't about to run away from a mystery she could potentially solve. "I can help."

[damneddixon]

Hi! You've been hit by...You've been struck by... a random ask of adoration. :) You're awesome! Hope you have a wonderful day!

Hi! This was so sweet omg 😭😭 thank you! These lil things never fail to make my days a lil better so thank youuu 

[reaperrevival]

@thelcstsister

  We always come back. 

For years they’d promised each other that no matter what, no matter where they ended up..they would come back. They would fight and fight their way back to one another. Most would just consider this a cute tradition or something stupid to post in a hashtag on a couples vacation photo on social media. Something trivial, holding little weight or meaning in what were considered real life situations but for them..it wasn’t a phrase. It wasn’t a hashtag or a see you tomorrow, it was a promise. A notion that held great significance. From law enforcement to the literal end of the world it was a fucking promise and one that Luke truly held onto for the past couple of years, not once did he lose hope or faith in Sally. Regardless of the odds, of the unknown -- he did know her. Her strength. Her will.

They were bound to be here, paused in this moment in time. Her hand outstretched towards him and his heart risen in his throat. She couldn’t look upwards in fear of disappointment and him - he was stricken. Without hesitation he reached up, slowly interlocking digits the exact way they always had..in their perfect fit, and curled together just the same. “Welcome home, legs.” A single stride closer, palm falling on familiar cheek, “you came back.”