#wewillbeginagain

[noblecide-aa]

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Tate  was  far  beyond  uncomfortable.  The  unfamiliarity  of  a  place  like  Alexandria  was  making  him  straight  up  paranoid;  He  felt  so  out  in  the  open,  so  exposed,  despite  the  fortified  walls. Even  his  earliest  memories  were  of  him  and  the  others  finding  their  protection  among  the  trees  and  the  undead.  He  supposed  he  should  be  thankful,  that  they  were  allowing  him  to  stay  out  of  the  cells  (under  the  condition  that  someone  kept  an  eye  on  him  at  all  times.)  And  while  he  was,  it  also  made  him  hyperaware  of  just  how  outnumbered  and  vulnerable  he  was.    "This  is  yours?“    Tate  spoke  up  as  they  approached  one  of  the  houses.  His  voice  was  still  low.  Not  quite  a  whisper,  but  very,  very  low  out  of  habit.  He  looked  up  at  it,  squinting  at  the  clear  sky  above  them.    "I’ve  never  stayed  in  a  house  before,"    he  admitted,  turning  his  attention  back  to  Carl.    "I’m  nervous.  Maybe  that’s  stupid,  but  I  am.  Everything’s  very  different  here.”

[nahthekidlived]

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Reluctant and bitter, Penny sat in the back of the bus, as silent as if she wasn’t there at all. She watched the trees pass by through the dirty window, and with every second she felt the pit grow in her stomach. She hadn’t wanted to leave. It felt like a betrayal.

She was the last one off the bus and moved slowly, like she was already one of the dead. She stayed close by it, not wanting to explore further into the prison. To do so made it all real. Ahead of her, she saw the unfamiliar boy talking to who she assumed was his father and lowered her head, suddenly fascinated with her hands as she leaned against the bus. In the back of her mind, she decided she didn’t like anyone here, especially the adults.

[doginthecorner]

Kingdom || Lori & Daryl || closed with we-will-begin-again

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Daryl lifted Judith out of the crib and carried her out into the small kitchen space. The living quarters Lori, Carl and Judith had been given here in Kingdom were much smaller then the ones in Alexandria but once Daryl left it would only be the three of them. They’d gotten in a few days ago and had spent the last few days adjusting. Judith seemed to have taken to it right away, spending time digging worms int he Garden with Carol, and sitting on the counter while Lori cooked. Carl’d had a harder time, Carol’s kid had taken to following him around like a very talkative puppy and Daryl could tell it wasn’t exactly a welcome friendship. 

He sets Judith in her highchair and goes over to the fridge to get her something to eat. Now that the family was settled in Daryl would be returning to his camp, he didn’t want to intrude - and he felt a bit awkward at Kingdom anyway. Out of place in a far more prominent way then he felt out of place in Alexandria with Rick gone. 

He hears Lori come into the kitchen and glances over his shoulder as he pulls out Yogurt and a sliced Apple for Judith. “Mornin’.” He mutters. “’s up so i figured i’d feed ‘er before I head out.” 

[kiingdombled]

Dinner Date || Henry & James || closed with we-will-begin-again

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Henry had been working in the kitchen most of the evening, wanting to make sure everything was perfect for his first proper non-woods date with James. His father had hovered near by, irritating but understandable with Henry’s limitations, not really helping but Henry had felt his eyes following him around the kitchen. His gait still unsteady he ushered his father from the house as he carried the fresh bread to the table, and then glanced in the mirror.

He’d hoped to look nicer for this encounter, but his fingers still couldn’t manage the buttons on shirts and he hadn’t wanted to spend an hour trying before giving up. He’s pulled out of his thoughts by a knock at the door that sends his heart into his stomach. Why he’s so nervous he can’t say, it’s James. They’ve gone out before, never anything formal like this but they’ve certainly done more then casual talking.

He wipes his sweaty palms on his jeans and crosses to the door, opening it with a smile. “C-come on in,”

[herecomesnegan]

♥ (from Tina) (@we-will-begin-again)

BOLD YOUR CHOICES

Affectionate; Platonic Hugs | Greeting Hugs | Holding hands | Cheek kisses | Hugs from behind | Cuddling | Hand kiss | PDA | Spooning | Shared baths | Whispers | Affectionate letters | Caressing | Stroke hair | Foot rubs | Massages | Braid/Comb hair | Take care of if sick | Platonic Snuggles | Romantic Snuggles | Forehead kisses | Noseboops | No displays of affection She’s the only one who gets foot rubs because he knows checking feet is important for diabetics 

Sex; One night stand | Shower sex | Wall sex | Quickie | Neck bites | Possessive Markings | Oral | Mutual kink exploration | Morning sex | Drunk sex | Forbidden (cheating) sex | Public sex | Drug-fueled sex | Back of a wagon in motion | BDSM | Threesome | No sex

Dates; Picnic | Theater | Restaurant | Fighting Tournament | Hike | Coffee | Museum | Club | Bar | Beach | Concert | Park | City Trip | Boat ride on a lake | Fishing | Hunting | Home cooked meal & cuddles | Burlesque | Fancy Restaurant | Adventuring | No dates

Would my character…

Be the first one to ask them out? Yes | No Confess their attraction first? Yes | No Have sex on the first date? Yes | No Lie to them? Yes | No Fail to show for a date? Yes | No Cuddle after sex? Yes | No Marry them? Yes | No Bail at the altar? Yes | No Live till old age with them? Yes | No Cheat on them? Yes | No (Do other wives count?) Have children/adopt? Yes | No (Maybe in a non-walker verse tho!) Die for them? Yes | No

[doginthecorner]

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Daryl didn’t pretend to understand what had prompted this particular visit. He didn’t know much about Lori, he wasn’t close with her, but he knew she’d been weird the last couple of weeks. He assumed it had to do with the CDC and Sophia, but then she turned up with a plate of food at the foot of his bed. He sits up with a grunt, pain shooting through his hip and his head, but it’s his own fault, he’d refused the narcotics on offer. 

“Hey.” He mutters, looking at her and then at the plate. He felt anything but hungry at the moment despite not having eaten since before dawn. He pushes himself up to a sitting position and grunts.. “I ain’ hungry. But I found - I found ‘er doll.”