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[nowfather]

❛  i  don’t  make  a  habit  of  judging  folks  by  the  path  they  took  to  get  to  where  they  are  headed…  it  ain’t  my  place.  ❜    

breathy,  a  chuckle  left  through  his  nose,  a  smile  pulled  at  his  lips,  gentle.  whatever  unrest  he  had  felt  growing  within  him  began  to  dwindle  and  soon  die  out  and  fill  him  with  an  overwhelmingly  comfortable  feeling  of  relief  and  joy.  ❛  judge  not,  and  you  will  not  be  judged.  condemn  not  and  you  will  not  be  condemned.  ❜  he  quoted.  he  wondered  momentarily  how  joel  would  feel  knowing  that  they  though  similarly,  whether  joel  was  a  religious  man  or  not  in  this  life  or  his  previous,  joseph  knew  better  than  most  how  it  felt  to  feel  abandoned  by  religion,  to  feel  lost  and  to  feel  anger  at  feeling  lost.   once  he  had  damned  the  voice,  damned  god…  he  felt  abandoned  himself  he  felt  used  and  tormented,  having  everything  taken  from  him  over  and  over  again,  and  when  the  pain  became  too  much  he  thought  to  end  it,  to  let  himself  be  free  of  it  all.  more  often  than  not,  religious  relationships  were  complicated,  and  it  was  not  for  joseph  to  judge,  only  to  guide  those  who  were  lost  down  the  righteous  path.   

with  welcoming  hand  outstretched,  rosary  wrapped  tightly  around  it,  wanting  joels  own.  ❛  would  give  me  your  hand?  i  have  something  to  show  you.  ❜  he  felt  lighter  now  with  joels  confession.  still,  he  would  share  with  him  the  trials  and  tribulations  it  took,  maybe  he  wanted  joel  to  judge,  he  needed  joel  to  see  the  truth,  he  needed  joel  to  know  that  he  is  not  crazy,  he  is  not  cruel,  nor  is  he  malicious.  he  is  chosen. 

 joel. [ @theyaint / unprompted. ]

[nowfather]

❛ coffee tends to make me… unlike myself, i suppose — jittery… for lack of a better word. i don’t understand how you can drink it the way you do — though… i wont deny that it tastes good. ❜ @theyaint​

[nowfather]

❝ oh, my god. you’re alive. ❞      

𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝, 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝. the voice speaking to him now in utter shock broke him from a trance. he caught joel's eyes with his own widened with disbelief. 

he’d met joel when he was younger, he’d worked all sorts of odd jobs with him and, if he could recall correctly, joel's younger brother tommy, or thomas  ❨ he’d not admit it then but he’d mostly paid attention to joel❩  joel, then, was a young handsome man, whose voice was smooth and charming almost, something that could never truly leave you. now he seemed defeated, yet at the same time he seemed ready for anything, perhaps always on guard. ❛ joel..? ❜ the name slips loosely from his lips. ❛ i — you're alive. ❜ joseph mimics.

𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 (𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰) 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬  .  selectively accepting. ❨ @theyaint ❩

[sealspots]

❝ can i talk you out of this? ❞ — @theyaint​

 he  tries  to  avoid  eye  contact  with  the  man  —  he  wondered  when  everyone  had  left  him  alone  with  this  man;  it  was  a  huge  mistake.  clenching  his  jaw  he  turns  his  head  and  lets  out  a  deep  sigh.  ❛  do  you  know  why  we’re  doing  this?  ❜  his  voice  is  low  and  soft...  maybe  its  his  empathetic  nature  that  makes  him  question,  but  theres  no  doubt  in  owens  mind  that  joel  had  committed  acts  just  as  cruel  after  he  destroyed  the  fireflies, right?

[hellbentwidow]

“you from texas, too? lived there my whole life before things went to shit. ain’t hard to recognize the accent when i hear it.” she’s noticed before of course, but she’s never felt comfortable enough with joel to bring it up. who knows if he’ll even respond with the truth, but hey, there’s her attempt at socialization for the day. a bit less awkward than the both of them going through the settlement’s guns together to clean and stock them up. // @theyaint​

[hellbentwidow]

“ are you sure this isn’t personal ? ”

it’s not a surprise that joel thinks her bitter, anxious attitude towards him is something personal. after all, there’s several folks in the settlement who don’t like joel for reasons x, y and z, but sadie has kept to herself since joining the settlement and doesn’t partake in any rumors or gossiping going around. simply put, she doesn’t have time for shit like that. her hands are far too tied up with work all around the settlement, though she mostly spends all her time at the stables or the gardens. dirt and horse shit are too time consuming for her to talk to anyone in the settlement. plus, it’s not like she’s really looking for friends. joel is... one of the few men who she’s found to be tolerable, even if by his reaction, she can tell she hasn’t made that clear one bit. she hasn’t been in jackson too long and spent years and years out there alone. it’s difficult remembering how to be a civil fucking human being. it’s even more difficult believing no one has any intentions to hurt her or stab her in the back. 

sadie sighs, glancing towards joel with furrowed brows. everything about her expression yells irritated, but there’s clear guilt and shame in her eyes for acting the way she has with him when he’s been much more amicable to her than she’s been to him. “no, it ain’t personal. you ain’t done nothin’ wrong to me, i’m jus’-- bein’ overly suspicious of ya, i guess. i apologize.” her words are sincere, even if they may not entirely seem like it. “you can come in. ain’t like the stables are owned by me or anythin’. horses seem happy to see ya.”

days gone // accepting. 

[donb1988]

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