#theyfear

[valianthunts]

Gives a firm grope to his booty as they stand together in camp. No one will notice or know it's fine. B)

Calloused hand snatched the other’s wrist away in an instant. Brows furrowed and lips curled. ‘‘You better knock that shit off—’‘ It never failed to embarrass the hunter when Dutch got HANDSY with him in the middle of camp. If they were in the comfort of their tent it’d be a whole other story. Giles enjoyed the attention but only in privacy. Blind and blue hues shot around the camp. Making sure no one saw. Especially young Jack. That boy had probably seen and heard worse (given the folk in camp)— but he’d rather it not be seen from them. ‘’You wait till later on.’’

[hellbentwidow-a]

“ you mumble in your sleep. ”  

THE LAST OF US MEME  //  ACCEPTING !

“christ.  i  do?”  Sadie’s embarrassment leaks into her tone,  freckled cheeks flushing with dark red.  it’s probably something that developed recently,  since Jake never mentioned it to her.  or maybe he was just too polite to bring it up.  she sighs and strokes his cheek,  lightly patting it afterwards.  “i  hope  i  haven’t  said  anythin’  dumb.  please  wake  me  up  if  i’m  sayin’  anything  that’ll  hurt  my  pride.”

[valianthunts]

‘‘You ever tempted to keep goin’ when we go out like this?’‘ Voice was soft as he gazed outside the tent they were huddled in, watching the rain fall. They were always going on HUNTING TRIPS for the camp. Looking to bring back good game for everyone to make a meal out of. But folk knew it was more then just that. ‘’Just run off and find a place to really jus’ call OURS?’’

If Dutch hadn’t--- it’s obvious Giles had. Many times in fact. Dutch was more loyal to his  gang, his family, then that. @theyfear

[huntsrevenge-a]

@theyfear

     “So, do we have an agreement?”

     Saren looked at the notorious Dutch van der Linde patiently as she awaited his response. Being short on options, and having quite literally nowhere else to go, turning to this band of outlaws seemed her only option for some sense of security. 

     Approaching under a banner of peace, Saren ( introducing herself as ‘Anna’ ) explained her circumstances. How she had been framed for a murder she didn’t commit, her solo escape from prison, and the following flight from Blackwater. It all sounded like a tall-tale, but Saren had heard much wilder stories growing up.

     And tall-tales were always a great way to break the ice, for surely they had seen her wanted posters by now.

     “If it helps at all, I can pull my fair share of work and then some.”

[valianthunts]

‘‘You’re EMBARRASSIN’ me, Dutch---’‘ Words were hushed as the brim of his hat was tugged low, shadowing his feature, which were surely blushed a gentle shade of PINK. ‘’Would you let me finish choppin’ this wood and keep yer paws OFF me?’’ @theyfear

[thiefhand-blog]

“please try and stay out of trouble.”

               “   stay outta trouble  ?   ”      he questions , grinning .   “   you kinda told me to do the exact opposite , sir .   ”   he’s checking his saddlebag to make sure he has everything he needs before leaving camp to follow up on a robbery tip  —  see if it was anything relevant .                 “   —   i’ll be careful . promise . i always am .   ”   now he looks over at dutch , making eye contact as he says it  &  giving him a reassuring smile .

@theyfear .

[missoshea-blog]

*//    A   STARTER   FOR   @THEYFEAR  .

❝ how about ye  s t o p  pacing around an’  SIT  DOWN  fer a minute and have  s o m e t h i n ’  to  e a t  . ❞ a slight scowl resides upon the fiery woman’s features as she points  s t e r n l y  to the dish filled with pearson’s stew she so kindly retrieved for him . her eyes , dark and telling of  e x h a u s t i o n  — but filled with genuine concern and utmost sincerity nonetheless as features  s o f t e n  and she throws herself down onto their cot with a harsh sigh .

❝ you’re going to make yerself  SICK  , dutch !  y o u  not gettin’ enough sleep is  BAD ENOUGH  as it is . ❞

[valianthunts]

‘‘‘M fine, darlin’.’’ Dutch was worked up on the matter of his eye. Staring and questioning Giles’ wellness NONSTOP. It wasn’t very long ago he was seeing, while not clearly, through both of them. The hunter hasn’t seen himself yet--- he’s SCARED to see the damage. It was already nerve - wracking enough to now wake up with a single functioning eye. Getting through that brief moment of panic in the mornings. ‘’I jus’ HIT my head.’’ It wasn’t a lie, a bruise of yellowing flesh and a bloody scab stained his temple, but lacking the full truth. ‘’I swears.’’ @theyfear || SC.