S H I V A

[prcvia-deactivated20201015]

“Are you just going to stand there? Come on.”

[thelasttiger]

After a moment Shiva, disheveled and tired, limped forward. Her leg hurt, but as always she was trying her best for one of the humans she cared for. 

[thewalkingdead-hq]

Chandler Riggs, Shiva and Alanna Masterson Behind the scenes 📷 = @AlannaMasterson

[kharypayton]

[kharypayton]

[nagunkgunk]

beep

[rightfights-deactivated20210114]

Cj our oc son of Carol, Daryl and Ezekiel! He loves Shiva! @thelasttiger

[wildcatmichonne]

                Sometimes the most injured                                            are the most forgiving 

[thelasttiger]

@skulleyed:

Carl stumbled a little as Shiva shifted to lean against him, barely keeping on his feet as he buried his face against her neck. The noise was one that he’d never heard before meeting the tiger. A heavy, grumbling huff of breath that Ezekiel explained was the tiger equivalent of a purr. She was trying to comfort him, and some how the realization brought tears to his eyes.

“I wish my mom was still here,” his voice trembled, wetness slipping from his cheeks to the burnt orange fur. “I wish Shane hadn’t tried to hurt dad. I wish this had all been a dream. I wish I had woken up. Wish I didn’t get ATTACHED to people. We’re just gonna lose everyone anyway right? N’ it’s not like it’s just the walkers. People are killing people, fuck, we’re running ourselves to EXTINCTION.” He didn’t know when his voice had started to raise, or when the few drips of tears had become an unstoppable torrent, hiccuping sobs breaking up his words towards the end.

He was just a KID. How was he supposed to deal with any of this?

Shiva rubbed her head against Carl, continuing to make her version of a purr, as she listened.  Slowly, so that Carl could still cling to her, she lowered her large body, laying down, so that the other didn’t have to remain standing if he didn’t wish to, or that if his legs gave out he wouldn’t hit the floor as hard. She might not be able to speak the human language, but that didn’t stop her from trying to bring as much comfort as she could. People gave off such a large amount of energy, their vibes making their moods obvious. Sorrow was one of her least favourite moods, it was often the hardest to fix, but still she tried her best. 

[coltpythoning-a-blog]

*farts*

Night had settled on Alexandria, and Rick, for once, had taken the opportunity to get an early night. Of course, early nights were difficult to come by nowadays, and so Rick had settled into bed with a grateful mind. He curled up under the covers, pulling them around himself in a clinging attempt to keep warm. Sea-green eyes had just fluttered closed, anticipating rest, when a sudden, unwanted stench filled his nostrils.Huffing loudly, Rick lifted a hand to cover his nose as he forced his body upwards, propping himself up on his elbows. He whipped his head round to glare towards Shiva, the glorious tiger that found herself sprawled among three-quarters of Rick’s own bed. Rick, for one, had been forced into just one quarter.“Shiva, goddamnit–” Rick cursed under his breath, gently tossing a cushion her way.

@thelasttiger

[imaginestuffandthangs]

[kharypayton]

We will fight and we will bleed.

[yourdadcallsmescully]

“She was the last thing left in this world that I loved…”   

[kharypayton]

The prettiest lady in the apocalypse ♛

[kharypayton]

“Shiva is the embodiment of rare beauty in this dark, apocalyptic world. That’s the symbol she carries for Ezekiel. She’s the symbol and embodiment of the Kingdom itself.”          - Khary Payton

[thelasttiger]

bcdass​:

@thelasttiger​ said: *headbutts*

Carl rarely looked so lost, especially in the company of anyone who knew him. But, he supposed a tiger was different. His mom used to say that animals bring out the best in people, that they helped people HEAL. Maybe that was why when Shiva butted against his chest, Carl found himself clinging to the beast as if she were his only lifeline. 

“Do you think we’re gonna make it, Shiva?” His voice was a whisper, not really expecting any sort of answer, even as the tiger leveled him with a sage like look from her great yellow eyes. Fingers danced in the dense, striped fur, curling near her haunches. “I don’t know if I can do this any more.”

Shiva could tell the human was in distress and she didn’t like it. She didn’t like it one little bit. Leaning against him, (unaware of the fact she weighed 300 pounds) she started to purr, her way of trying to bring him comfort.  While Carl wasn’t her human, (that honor would always belong to Ezekiel) he was a human she trusted, she liked, one who slipped her extra goodies, including her favourite; walker bones. He’d also brought her a beach ball once that she’d loved until she popped it a mere 10 minutes later. She’d walked around with the deflated husk for an hour, until Jerry took it saying it made him sad. She’d refused to talk t o him for a whole day after that. 

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[just-whelmed]

no, I’m not! I’m not your king! I’m not your majesty! look at what’s in front of us. that’s what’s real. go. go. I ain’t no king. I ain’t nothing. I’m just some guy. some guy who found… Shiva…

[8x04: Some Guy]