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If you had a single thing you could pull out of your childhood home (aside from any living thing) what would it be?
My father’s badge; it represented his career -- something that took up too much of his time, making it so he was never really around. Maybe it’s a selfish thing to say, but to this day, I wish I was able to spend more time with him.
It had been a long day, well, one that felt longer than usual. He had been sitting, just thinking about everything, how the last couple of years had gone down. Hearing people behind him he turned slowly, looking around for the source. “Hello?”
Tatum approached cautiously, her bow in her hand, but not drawn. She just wanted to know what he was doing here, since she was on patrol. “Hi,” she responded gingerly, “what are you up to?”
Her words made him smile, he didn’t think there would come a day in which someone could say that to him. That he could bring happiness to someone’s life. They were in the apocalypse and still, they found a reason to smile. He pulled her even closer to him. Wrapping her in a hug, leaning down to kiss the top of her head. This is where he truly felt like he didn’t have to be someone else. The walls were coming down, and it was in a matter of seconds. How anyone could do that, was amazing to him. Looking back at her “I’m glad I met you.” his eyes were soft, words sincere. His rough appearance only seemed to shift around Tatum.
“You’re important to me, Tatum.”
His embrace brought more warmth to her, the kind of warmth the sun couldn’t even provide. In his arms she felt tranquil and secure; she didn’t have to worry, because as long as she was with him -- she’d be alright. She let her arms grip on tighter to his torso, bringing him closer than he already he was. Everything was so different when he was around, in a good way; she didn’t have to hide behind a mask, she didn’t have to worry about what was hiding around the corner. He revealed a side of her that she tried so hard to put away, but she was able to coax it out. The kiss, though small, sent flutters down to her stomach, causing the corner of her lips to jerk up.
“You’re important to me, too. You’ve made me feel so many things that I thought I’d never feel again. You make me so happy, Ace.”
They both had their differences, yet, he was drawn to her. Ever since he first met her at the hotel. When they were stuck in that snow. Slowly but surely she was melting the ice that surrounded his heart. It was hard to keep his emotions at bay, ever since he lost his mother, he only focused on himself. Tatum somehow reached deeper, past the barriers. It was like an arrow, she pierced through his darkness and saw into his soul. He squeeze her hand lightly.
“I do.” he said seeing the beauty of nature, and even standing there for a few moments, he felt himself relax. “Free of walkers.” he said with a smile. Keeping her safe, that was what was most important to him, along with taking care of the airport crew as well.
Tatum didn’t think she would ever face happiness again, Nick drained that emotion out of her day by day, until there wasn’t any left. He threw her on the ground and shattered her into pieces. Tatum tried to gather it up, but she couldn’t put them back together again. He had left her broken, but Ace somehow mended her. Little by little, he repaired the cracks, and put the shards where they were supposed to be. He helped her when she thought all hope was gone, and there weren’t enough words in the world to describe how thankful she was of him.
“I don’t know where I would be without you,” she murmured, glancing over at him. “I know I say this a lot, but thank you. You’ve helped me so much.”
vasiliy, ace, hunter, ritvik, isla, amelia
do the sexy love™ with: I really don’t like this question, like at all. I would only do this with someone I was extremely comfortable with, and had feelings for. Which, I don’t have for anyone at all. @thesmokinxace
sacrifice myself for: Ritvik, he’s done so much for me and he’s put his life in danger for mine before; I wouldn’t think twice about doing the same for him. @ritvikchopra
kick: Isla, but it would be a soft tap more than a kick.
take to prom: Vasiliy, only because I don’t think he’d enjoy it that much, and plus, I think it would be interesting to watch him try to dance. @vasiliyburlakov
abandon in jurassic park: Hunter. I really don’t mean this harshly! She seems like a great girl, and very tough! Like, I wouldn’t be surprised if she beat the dinosaurs up herself. @hauntedhunting
push off a bridge: Amelia, but like, into the river of chocolate from Willy Wonka..she likes candy, right? @ameliaxhaven
send 6 characters/people and i’ll tell you who i would:
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abandon in jurassic park
push off a bridge
Sneakin’ up on her hadn’t been the plan. Hunter was naturally light-footed–though, maybe it wasn’t natural and instead had been forced at such an early age it merely felt that way. Regardless, Hunter’s silent but sure-footed steps had put her behind the other archer without much warning.
When the girl Hunter’d seen around with Ace from time to time spun around, Hunter put her gloved hands up to show she was friendly. “Not tryin’ to scare you.” She said reflexively before the brunette spoke. “You’ve got no reason to apologize. None at all.”
As the other girl lowered her bow, Hunter walked slowly towards her down the path. The incline made her feet want to carry her more quickly than she could properly keep up with and so she slowed her steps ever more. “You all right?” She didn’t seem like she was and Hunter tried not to return the frown.
It was a split action; a reflex. One that had been occurring much more than usual, there was no point in denying that she was paranoid -- but who wouldn’t be? Tatum tried to ease herself, and not make it so she looked so rigid and stiff, after all, there wasn’t anything to worry about. She tried to believe that, but the pacing thoughts and worries weren’t letting her relax.
Tatum let out a breath, nodding as she stared at her feet, “I’m fine, why?”she inquired, as if she didn’t already know the answer. Her uneasiness was projecting off of her, even someone who wasn’t observant could see she wasn’t fine; but it was the answer she gave her -- and other implications would be denied. A faint smile found itself on her lips, “What are you doing out here? If you don’t mind me asking.”
He was surprised that she had wanted to go beyond the borders of Cheyenne, more so, he could feel his heart racing from the contact between their hands. Not that Ace would complain, he liked that she was this close to him, she was safe with him. Curiosity weighed on his mind, he had no clue where she was taking them but his feet followed along side hers. When they approached what appeared to be a small meadow of flowers. How patches of the grass were barely growing while the one she was heading towards grew beautifully.
“Beautiful.” he found himself saying as he looked at the flowers and then back at her.
She had always been a timid person; it took a lot for her to get even remotely comfortable with someone, let alone hold hands with them. To her, Ace had gained her trust many times -- he had been with her in low moments as well as her high, they helped each other out; she wasn’t afraid to depend on him, and she hoped it was the same for him.
Tatum’s eyes lingered on the field before the flickered over to him, “It really is. I found it a while ago and kind of just used it as a place to get my mind off things. Though, I thought that you might like it.”
Katie Krulock
@thesmokinxace @hauntedhunting
I’m not… fearless. I'm t e r r i f i e d.
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Our sons are trained to be soldiers. Our daughters, to be leaders.
