#wxngedarcher

[cxdemistake]

We collide, Synchronized, As I gaze into your eyes Feel our souls lose control, When your body softly glides Over mine, Petrified, But our hearts feel it’s the time, Won’t hold back, At least, I’ll try, ‘Til you end with me And show me

Beautiful I’ll show you wonderful, As we share the love, I’ll show you everything That you’ve ever dreamed of

Here we lie, Side by side, Now your heart pounds next to mine Our two souls are surely whole, Now that I have realized, It’s the way your body sways, It’s your voice that calls my name, It’s your lips, the way they taste, And how you look at me, And show me

Beautiful I’ll show you wonderful, As we share the love, I’ll show you everything That you’ve ever dreamed of

There couldn’t possibly Be more than this, I am in complete and utter bliss

(Stay with me)

Forevermore, Forevermore, You show me

Beautiful I’ll show you wonderful, As we share the love, I’ll show you everything That you’ve ever dreamed of

That you’ve ever dreamed of That you’ve ever dreamed of That you’ve ever dreamed of...

| @do-these-eyes-look-human @cxffeeprick @neverwither @tuggeriisms @flyingjesus @wxngedarcher @theoriginallucille @youkilloryoudiie |

[screwyoutwice]

@wxngedarcher

It had been a week since Merle had run away from the damn scientists, the only thing he knew about himself was his own name, he also knew where to find water and where to find food, he knew the extreme basics he could know to survive, knew that the deadly scents[Walkers] should be avoided.

Today Merle was hiding inside a house, the town was small, a little abandoned town, the small town had only 5 streets and fortunately ‘no deadly scents’, probably someone made them nervous and the ‘monsters’ followed the person out of the small town, so Merle had the town complete for him.

He was lying on a bed surrounded by food and water, literally like a nest, the nest was safe no one would find him there, no one would enter the house, after all, deadly scents couldn’t open doors, it was a good place to stay, a good nest, but after sometime he heard the bedroom door open, he had no time to hide, so he just kept silent inside the nest, trying to hide.

“ Ah ... “

[awholelotbigger-blog]

“it’s okay to hurt & breakdown. you don’t have to be strong all the time.” //  @wxngedarcher

Daryl had woken up from another nightmare, but hadn’t expected anyone to come into his room. He figured he must have yelled, and that was what had drawn Jesus in. His hands went up to wipe any tears from his eyes when Jesus entered and he turned away, hoping the dark would hide that he’d been crying.

“’M fine. The hell are ya doing up, anyways? It’s the middle of the night.”

"I couldn't sleep," Paul admitted with a small shrug. "You tossed and turned quite a bit, I could hear you groaning. Are you alright, Daryl?"

Paul couldn't make out the words Daryl was calling out for in his sleep, but he could tell the other man was in distress. Paul worried for him. Daryl didn't seem like to type to get much sleep as it was, and when he finally did, he seemed to always have nightmares.

[one-eye-carl-blog]

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“When I was a kid my dad would say all kinds of fucked up stuff to me. He’d insult me in any way he could. It was stuff that didn’t matter much, but it got to me. Made me feel weak. That I’d never get anywhere.” Daryl shrugged. “It was what he wanted. It got to me. It kept me where I was. It stopped me from fighting him, or leaving, or just standing up for myself.”

He looked down at Carl, watching the boy closely. “It’s what Negan was doing, I think. Ya came in with guns and shot people. That was badass. He wanted to get rid of that. Yer focused on that. Makes ya feel small. Then ya won’t try anything again. If he can get to ya, he can get ya to submit and do what he wants. It’s the same thing he did when he had Rick almost cut yer arm off.”

Daryl went quiet, thinking for a moment. “It’s okay. How ya feel. I ain’t saying it’s bad. But when I felt how I did, it stopped me from getting away from my dad and being a better person. So don’t let this shit keep ya down. Don’t get scared of him. Don’t think ya can’t stop him.”

Another pause, before Daryl gently reached over and lifted Carl’s chin.

“Don’t let it stop ya from being the fucking badass that ya are.”

Carl nodded slightly still letting his mind wander over what Negan and his group of Saviors had done to their family. “I don’t know why I’m letting it bother me as much as it is.” he sighed softly and closed his one eye for a moment “Christ! That is disgusting no wonder you cover that up, have you seen it? Have you looked in a mirror? That’s gross as hell you can see the socket!” he shook his head and looked away from Daryl “He made me sing for him while he swung that fucking bat in my face.”

Carl sighed heavily as he listened to Daryl talk about his dad. Daryl wasn’t usually one to talk about his past with anyone. He didn’t like to hear that his dad inflicted so much emotional abuse and most likely physical abuse as well. Carl kept his attention on the ground trying to really take Daryl’s advice to heart and forget about what Negan had done. He knew that Daryl was right about Negan, he used fear to break a person and Carl hated that he let himself begin to feel so weak. 

Carl gasped softly when he felt Daryl’s hand lift his chin up. He looked into Daryl’s eyes the best that he could and smiled softly at his compliment. “You really think I’m a badass huh?” he sighed again but with a smile on his face.

[tuggeriisms]

“guess it's easter or some shit.” said as he drops bunny ears on daryl's head. @wxngedarcher

[youkilloryoudie]

@wxngedarcher continued from here. 

“Sure, he was getting beat up all the time but I beat him. I won. I could do the same with you.”

[hisadvisor]

@wxngedarcher continued from here.

Milton lets out a held breath when Daryl releases him and stands stick-still, afraid movement might provoke the other again.

“You’re not a very trusting type, I see. Andrea trusts me. I turned against the Governor for her. Is not that enough for you?”

[prinxebailey]

Closed RP

@wxngedarcher Muko sighed, taking her thigh holster off and setting it down on the table outside, before walking in. They'd caught Daryl trying to escape, and Negan decided rather than his favourite forms of punishment, it needed a more personal touch. So he sent Muko. She walked up to the man huddled in the corner, standing over him with her arms crossed. "Get up." Her voice was loud and assertive, partly because she knew someone would be listening outside, and partly to intimidate him. "Get. Up."