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7 years too long||Closed

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The cocky facade melted away as soon as he touched her...

...chest. She felt his heart beating under her hands. Seven and half years was a long time. A long time for people to tell her to move on, a long time to hear that this was how it was now, a long time to hear lewd suggestions on how she could get over him. A long time to be called a widow, to be kept away from him, to wonder if she’d TRULY become a widow. 

She wanted nothing more than to launch herself at him but she let him take his time, shivering slightly under his gaze. He didn’t have to ask her twice, he barely had to ask her once and she was moving to meet his lips. She missed this, she missed him and all the sentiment, the hurt, the loneliness, the neediness.  It was all poured into one kiss, her legs wrapped around him like a vise and he arms were around his neck. Her hand gripped the hair in the back of his head. She didn’t care if the world crumbled around them this is what she’d wanted, “I missed you so much,” she muttered against his lips, her eyes watering a little. 

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the devils offspring

                 Laura shook in fear as the people she had come to call family were all lined up on their knees. They were a small group...But that didn't matter to the people who called themselves Saviors. When they wouldn't step into line it was obvious that they needed some...motivation.

                 "It's gonna be okay Laura...You hear me? It's all gonna be okay. I promise."

                 Looking at her stepdad she nodded, tears streaming down her face. She was terrified, more scared than she had ever been. This guy they were bringing in...The leader. From what they said about him he was dangerous, didn't give two shits about killing someone who crossed him, which is exactly what they did.

                 When it all happened it was just her mom and stepdad. Her stepdad being a park ranger managed to keep them safe for a long time, then her mom got bit. Laura was so sure it was the end for them. She didn't know how to continue on. But her stepdad, Tom...He helped them get through it all. He found people who they could ally with. They made a real family. And now that family was at risk because they wouldn't do what a tyrant told them to.

                 "Alright...Now that we got all yours attention...Lets get down to business." The mustached man she knew has Simon stepped up to the truck, pulling open the door allowing the man himself to step out before them.

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                 What more could he say. Growing up all he wanted was to make his dad proud. But it seemed like EVERY single time all he did was disappoint. He sighed, shaking his head and looking down. Hell he couldn't even look at the man now. He wasn't leaving for good. He knew Sam was locked up and only he could get him out...But he needed to find Cas. "I'm not leaving...Alright you know as long as you have Sam locked up...I'll come back. But dad...I need to know if Cas is still out there. We lost Bobby...I can't lose Cas to."

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@spillcdblood​ Don't make me flip my shit Rick ! You won't like me if shit gets a flipping !!

@xxtakinitlikeachampxx i will flip you on your ass !!!

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Post 2 of 2 .. The Walking Dead / Lion King Style

Negan - Scar - @xxtakinitlikeachampxx Rick - Mufasa - @spillcdblood Simon - Ed Dwight - Banzai - @sunlightpassed

[weveallgotjobs]

Nerves twist her stomach, cerulean eyes darting about her. She already knows that she can't possibly escape. Not yet, anyway. She would have to bide her time and plan it out. Maybe she'd get out of this more or less unscathed.

She's led through a door and set down in a chair, instructed to wait, while one of her captors knocks on one of the adjoining doors in the room. An answer from within and he opens it, pokes his head in, and she hears conversing, low tones so she can't pick up the words.

She fiddles her fingers against the ropes binding her wrists, teeth worrying her lower lip, and trains her eyes on the floor. Her heart is beating out of her chest as she hears footsteps approaching, and she's praying to God that she makes it out of this.

The door opens, and Beth decides her best bet is to stay quiet. If she had someone else by her side, she might be brave enough to face her captors head on hard eyes and a scowl, but here, by herself? Her teeth press harder into her lower lip. Her hands fist. Her eyes lock on her shoes.

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The door opened revealing who she was beginning to hope she would die before seeing again. NEGAN. Looking up at him she sent a defiant glare his way. A spark of willingness to survive all this for the sake of one day killing him.

Her eyes went to Lucille. Flashes of the night when her husband was brutally murder crossing her mind though she tried so hard to keep from her memory. It already flooded her memory whenever she so much as closed her eyes. Would she ever stop replaying the memory? Probably not.

❝ I would...Except that would imply that I'm remotely happy to see you. ❞ As she spoke her voice dripped with hatred for him. Wondering what he even wanted with her. ❝ Why am I here? What more could you possibly want with me? ❞

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sherry shook her head, though his words weren’t at all surprising.     ❛      i’m not in the mood for your shit today, negan.       ❜       though her response was simple, the true reason behind her foul attitude was her ex husband  — one who called her a bitch a few moments earlier in passing.        ❛    you’ve got plenty of women to choose from, why me?     ❜