#thewalkinghuntress

[ghostlyhunter-blog]

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”No you do not and I do not know you yet.” He had been hiding in the darker places trying to blend in. “I only overheard what was said.” 

[bonnietohisclyde]

@thewalkinghuntress replied to an ask

He wanted to say yes.  He wanted to tell her it’d pass and she’d find a way to move on.  That you could find your feet under you and grow past it, but- he still felt the damn ache.  He could still smell the smoke and that sick feeling in the pit of his stomach that they’d fucked up and- “Depends.” He answered, clearing his throat to hide his own moment.  “Uh- on how close you were to them, how much you relied on them, how much they were a part of your life.  The closer they were, the harder it is.  The furthest away and it hurts but it’s easier to live through.  Depends on if you feel like you had to do with their death.” White lies weren’t going to help much in this situation, but he still glazed over facts, chewing his lip as he eyed the barricaded door.  “I guess you just gotta keep fighting for them, though.  They wouldn’t want us to give up and just surrender.  Even in the worst moments, you’ve got fight somewhere in you, it’s instinct.” Giving a faint laugh, he ducked his head.  “Sorry.  Didn’t mean to ramble.  Yeah, kind of, and no, not at all.” 

[copdogg-blog]

@thewalkinghuntress  

  “i’m really SORRY about my dog, sometimes she’ll catch a whiff of something and it makes her anxious.”  god he hoped this woman didn’t hate the police, or dogs, that’d just suck.  he rubs the back of his neck, apologetic.  “about the coffee spillin’ at least let me buy you a new one for the trouble.”  he offers, and he hopes she takes it because he’s feeling really bad.

[motheriing]

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“Sometimes, I think I’ve become an even bigger bitch than what I was before all this mess,” Lisa admitted, “But I guess it’s to be expected in a place like this where you gotta deal with peckerwood men wanting to compare dick sizes and gun power.”

[zombified]

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- name: Keith Brice McKinney- first word:“Arf, Arf!“- appearance: Baby Kid Adult - which parent they look more like: Ellis- height once fully grown: 5′8- job ambition: A teacher (bc i feel like low key Norah would make him love school)

you’re cheating bc we already talked about half of this you buttface. 

[killedpeople]

 @thewalkinghuntress  /  LIKED FOR A NSFW STARTER.

the others have gone to sleep, he ENVIES them, but he will not wake them.  he seats himself before the diminishing fire, hands running over his bloodied features.  it was strange to not be fighting, but he knew things would return to normal when the sun rose in the sky.  after staring ahead long enough, he only now realizes that she’s been out here the entire time, he nods once in her direction.  “didn’t see ya’ when i walked out.”  he says, gaze lifting.

[thewclfman]

This   whole   mess    made   Lawrence   uncomfortable .   A   werewolf ,   cursed   just   as   he ,   was   on   the   prowl   and   making   a   hunter’s   bounty   on   the   unlucky   lovers   that   made   the   local   lover’s   lane   their   place   of   choice .   It   wasn’t   him ,   but   if   the   hunters   of   monsters   ever   discovered   the   truth   of   his   curse   before   finding   the   true   killer ,  they  would   point  fingers  at  him .  A  wolf   was  a   wolf .  A  man   may   be   pure   of   heart   and   say  his  nightly  prayers ,  but   he   may   still  become   a  monstrous   thing  when  the   moon  was   full .

Turning   from   the   sight   of   blood   still   stained   upon   the   road ,  Lawrence   felt   as  if   he   wished  to   lurch  up   the   contents   of   his   early   breakfast .   Death   and   blood   had   been   a   great  discomfort   regardless   if   he   had   ripped   apart   so   many   in   his   first   unbridled   transformation   in   the   academic   halls   in  London .

“ It   could   have  been   a  bear .   Bears  live   in  this   area ,   don’t  they ? I’m   not   too   keen   on   America’s   geography   in   relation   to   bears ,   but  aren’t  they   far  reaching ? ”

starter call ||   @thewalkinghuntress

[ricksmybitch]

@thewalkinghuntress​

   The Sanctuary had fallen. Negan was now the leader of shit. A few of his men remained, gathered around the camp they now called home. Their grumpy leader was next to the fire, focusing on coming up with a new plan. What a horrible joke. Without people, there was no future for the saviors.

   “You doin’ alright?” he asked, not looking away from the flames.