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[perryabbott]

THE WALKING DEAD: THE ONES WHO LIVE | 1.02 "Gone"

[mintsandapples]

nat : none of those emergency hides for her. no, something custom. we measure, you get to work, i walk her through the screamsticks - god help her - then she sleeps so she can face oblivion with some pep! and we do an all-nighter. 

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@vendettavalor sent:

There's the distant sound of a gunshot that echoes on the wind. After a few moments, there comes another, followed by the toll of a bell somewhere deep in the heart of the crumbling city. The sound is sure to draw the attention of dead roaming around for miles. Whether it's a blessing or a curse is yet to be seen. Far less unknown is the question of who did that. From the corner of a rooftop, she slowly rests her rifle across her back again and looks down at the streets below. Watching. Waiting. - For Bailey, from Delphine

She jumped at the sound of a gunshot, semi-panicked at the second, quickly gathering her belongings as if she were ready to bolt. Though in all honesty, she kinda was. Bailey stops abruptly to the sound of the bell. It was somewhere within the city, at a distance but for her it almost felt like the damned thing was right in the building with her, booming in her ears, she had to throw her hands up to cover 'em.

As soon as she recovered, she was up on her feet, opening the door to what once was a fast food restaurant to look outside, though her eyes first darted right to where the source of the sound had come from. That would attract the dead for miles... Who was stupid enough to do that? And why?

Bailey armed herself with her pistol. Should she stay put or leave? Stay and get surrounded by walkers or leave and still get surrounded by oncoming walkers?

[spiderlandry]

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thank you for over a hundred followers !! i appreciate all the support ive been getting lately, i didnt expect to reach it this quick (if at all) so thank you !

to celebrate, im gonna be doing quick ‘character x reader’ drabbles :D

no set time when this event will end, just when i feel i’ve done enough drabbles :]

just send me an ask with a trope, AU, a scenario, quote, or literally anything and a character. you can be as specific as you’d like but keep in mind each drabble will be <600 words, so it wont be plot-heavy

all drabbles will be a gender neutral reader, and all characters will be of-age.

my rules are:

no nsfw (no exceptions)

no rpf

the characters i will write for:

ethan landry

quinn bailey

sam carpenter

tara carpenter

chad meeks martin

mindy meeks martin

anika kayoko

amber freeman

tasm!peter parker

hobie brown

twd: daryl dixon, enid rhee, carl grimes

any of the yellowjackets girls <3

any of the main gladers from the maze runner

avatar the way of water: neteyam, lo’ak, spider, tsireya

i dont typically write these characters besides ethan, so this is my chance to get back into writing a little more with my faves <333 feel free to ask any questions

[khrused-archived]

also since i've been watching twd, here's just some twd hera verse ramblings:

when the turn initially happened, hera and bailey were able to escape. hera did her very best to keep bailey safe and shield her from the horrors of their new world, but one of the greatest lessons im learning in this show: gentle children do not survive. and what is bailey if not the sweetest, loving, most gentlest child... she was not made to live day by day, she does not know how to fight to survive. that's more hera's jam. and so, i'm sorry to break everyone's heart and hera's bailey does not survive.

after losing bailey, hera is a wreck. the fact that she survived after the fact both fills her with guilt and grief. she is reckless and heartbroken and rash with decisions. she often refuses to join other groups but is easier to persuade when she sees children are present. and when things eventually go to shit, she will protect those children with her life, trying to do what she couldn't do for her own baby girl: keep them alive.

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[dixons-sunshine]

hi! i love your writing! parent daryl is a huge comfort for me, could you do daryl has a teenage kid and is comforting them during a panic attack/nightmare/something else along those lines?

Night Terrors | Daryl Dixon x Fem!Reader

*GIF isn't mine.*

Summary: The day your daughter was born, Daryl swore that he'd always be there for her, no matter what. That included soothing her from her night terrors whenever they kept her from sleeping.

Genre: Fluff.

Era: Commonwealth (Daryl doesn't leave.)

Warnings: Fear of abandonment, nightmares.

Word count: 1k

A/n: Back at it again with another Dad!Daryl fic, and this idea was so cute. I didn't use Hazel as a name this time because I didn't want it to become repetitive for y'all. Let me know if I should switch up the names or keep going with Hazel. Anyway, I hope you enjoy!

As always, my requests are open for any TWD requests, as well as Scud Frohmeyer requests.

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“Dad? Daddy?”

At the sound of the small, timid voice calling out to him, Daryl slowly opened his eyes and blinked the sleep away. He sat up slightly and looked to his side, where he saw his daughter staring at him, tears glistening in her eyes.

“Peanut? Wha's wrong? Wha' happened?” Daryl questioned, sitting up in the bed and giving his daughter his full attention.

Bailey looked at him tearfully, hugging herself with her arms. She ducked her head and looked at the ground, embarrassment flooding her body. “Nothing. I just...”

Daryl frowned and swung his legs over the edge of the bed, careful not to shake it too much and wake you up. “It ain't nothin'. Talk to me, Peanut. Wha's wrong?”

“I had a nightmare,” Bailey whispered, sniffling slightly as fresh tears started to trickle down her face.

Daryl's face softened instantly. He quietly got up from the bed and gently ushered Bailey out of the room with him, closing the door behind him before walking into her room with her.

“C'mon, lay down,” Daryl softly urged her. When Bailey obliged, Daryl grabbed the covers and tucked her in, sitting down next to her. He brought his hand up to gently brush her hair out of her face. “Talk to me. Wha' was the nightmare 'bout?”

Bailey hesitated for a moment, wiping the tears from her eyes. “It's stupid,” she mumbled, casting her gaze away from her father.

Daryl frowned and shook his head. “Ain't stupid if it makes ya upset.”

Bailey's teary eyes met his again, and she inhaled sharply before letting out a sigh. “Please don't ever leave. You or Mom. Please.”

Daryl's frown deepened. “Of course we won't leave. Where's this comin' from?”

“My dream,” Bailey started with a whisper. “You and Mom... You didn't love me anymore. Said you never wanted me in the first place. The two of you left me.”

Daryl instantly leaned forward to embrace Bailey. She wrapped her arms around him and cried into his shoulder, soaking his shirt with her tears, but he didn't mind.

“Yer mama and I ain't goin' nowhere,” Daryl reassured his daughter, placing a soft kiss against her temple. “We love ya so much. Ain't nothin' ever gon' change tha'. The day yer mama found out she was pregnant with ya was the best day of both our lives. Yer mama was so happy, and I was too. We're still very happy. Ya are the best thing tha's happened to us. Dun' ever believe otherwise, alrigh'?”

Bailey nodded against his shoulder, sniffling quietly as she pulled back. She settled back into her bed, turning over on her side, still facing Daryl. “I'm sorry I woke you.”

“Dun' need to apologise,” Daryl assured her, gently caressing her head. “Now try and get some sleep, alrigh'? Yer mama and I will be here in the mornin'.”

Bailey nodded and closed her eyes, visibly relaxing under her father's touch. It didn't take long for her to start drifting off again, her father's reassurance and comforting touch lulling her back into slumber. “I love you, Daddy,” Bailey mumbled before drifting off, her breathing evening out.

Daryl smiled and placed one final kiss against her temple. “I love ya more, Peanut.”

Quietly, Daryl slipped from Bailey's room and made his way back into his shared room with yours. Once inside with the door closed behind him, Daryl was surprised to note that you were sitting up, clearly wide awake and not just arising from your slumber.

“Wha' are ya doin' up?” Daryl asked curiously, going back over to his side of the bed and climbing back under the covers.

“I could ask you the same thing,” you countered, moving to lay down on his chest when he beckoned you closer.

“Bailey had a nightmare,” Daryl explained, running his fingers up and down along your spine. “I tucked her back into bed.”

“Oh,” you whispered, frowning slightly at the revelation that your daughter had a nightmare. “Is she okay?”

Daryl nodded. “She'll be alrigh'. Jus' scared we'll leave her. Tha' was her nightmare. I dun' know where tha' fear came from.”

“It's been a recurring nightmare for a while now,” you started. “It got better when we originally came here, but I guess it must be kicking up again.”

“She's been havin' this nightmare fer a while?” Daryl inquired with a frown. “Why dun' I know 'bout this?”

“Because she hid it from me for a while. I only know about it because it got too bad for her to handle on her own and she woke me up one night, too.”

“But why would she think we'd ever leave her?” Daryl asked.

“Because people leave all the time. She's scared that we'll see her as a nuisance, as a burden, someone who isn't worth sticking around for. She's just like you were back when we first got together,” you explained, placing a kiss on his clothed chest. “But we'll just have to show her how much we love her. That we aren't leaving her, ever. Just like I had to do with you.”

Daryl hummed. “S'true. We'll love her so much, she'll get sick of us.”

“I love you so much. Does that mean you're sick of me?” you asked playfully.

Daryl chuckled, placing a kiss against your forehead. “Sick of ya?” he began. “Never.”

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A room all to herself and the freedom to leave whenever she wanted to? Sounds damn good to hear. But maybe she'll stick around a little while; it's safe here, and they must have a steady supply of food. It would be nice to not have to struggle with starvation for once.

Bailey followed him, a few feet behind a comfortable distance away from him as she was led to one of the many buildings in this safe haven. Her eyes looked over the place from top to bottom, and she waited a beat before entering with him. The first room he shows her is as good as any, there was no need to wander the building in search of another. It may be small and simple, but it was a room that she could call her own and that made all the difference.

❝ This is good enough! ❞ She beamed, rushing into the room in the same moment that she slipped the straps of her bag off either shoulder and tossed it over by the bed. ❝ It's perfect, ❞ She sat on the bed to test the mattress. Yup, way better than the floor. Lifting her feet up, she laid down and just stared up at the ceiling for a few seconds in silence.

Then suddenly her head shot up and she looked over at Philip, ❝ Where does everyone get food? Can we eat whenever we want? ❞

❛❛ yeah. a room all to yourself, and as long as you let us know before you go, so we don't end up wastin' time lookin' for ya when there's no need, you're free to go whenever ya want, ❜❜ philip told her. which was in part true. although with her immunity, of course she was too important to just let go, just like that. he'd let her think she was free to leave, but if she tried, he would have someone keep track of her. make sure she didn't stray too far.

but that was a concern for the future, should it ever come to that. he liked to imagine this place they had made for themselves was enjoyable enough to not want to leave for long. ❛❛ come. i'll show you the rooms. ❜❜ he gestured for her to follow, as he walked up the street, over to one of the buildings where there still were some free rooms. he opened the door for her, then led her over to the first, empty room. it was small, a single bed, a desk, a chair and a shelf filling it. nothing too impressive, but with the safety around, the comfort of knowing you had food and water and medicine and doctors and everything you could need? well, you didn't really need much more, did you? ❛❛ there's a couple more rooms like this down the hall, you're free to take your pick, ❜❜ he said.

[whateverisbeautiful]

♥️Reveling in Richonne - TOWL

#12: The Building (1.02)

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It was such a welcomed sight to see Michonne build bonds with people who cared about her and her goals and even wanted to aid her along the journey. And the person she built the closest bond to is particularly good at building things himself and that comes in handy along the journey. However, things sadly take a tragic turn when Michonne and co have their first run-in with Rick's captors - the CRM 😟...

After parting with Nat's group, we see Michonne in the very scenario we saw in the TWD series finale as she takes out a walker and approaches a massive horde looking regal in her armor on the horse.

Undeterred, Michonne charges forward and it’s a great cinematic shot. Also, this is how you know she is crazily in love with Rick because she sees the largest sea of walkers imaginable and still intends to go through that biblical-sized horde to get to him.

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Michonne uses the scream sticks to try and create an opening in the horde but that gas man catches fire and explodes, knocking her off her horse and turning the walkers' attention to her.

She gets up and takes out her sword prepared to take out as many as possible which is wild and shows her ultimate determination. But fortunately, she doesn’t have to do any of that because Nat’s purple light toys part the walkers like the Red Sea.

Michonne turns around to see that Nat and co have left their group and followed Michonne to help her on her journey. And again, seeing Michonne receive genuine friendliness and support was super refreshing. 🙌🏽🥹

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They sit by a fire at night and I love Michonne and Nat’s dynamic as he addresses her falling off the horse and her defending that she was knocked off. Their banter makes me smile. 😊 Michonne looks all cozy as she asks about the purple light and Nat explains he has a lot of toys and inventions. He’s clearly extremely smart and innovative.

Nat explains why he stayed in the caravan group for years and how he knew it was time to go a long time ago. Michonne thanks them and they thank her for waking them up to realize their community was not it.

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Michonne observes Aiden and Bailey and immediately picks up on something going on with them. Nat says, “I know how to build things and I know how to burn things. But it takes more than that at the end of the world. You showed them that. You showed me that.”

Look at Michonne always showing people the way and them knowing she shows them the way too. 🥰 And no one knows that more than Rick who told her that very thing in Say Yes and in his letter to her in the TWD series finale.

Then I love Nat saying, “We’ll take you as far as you need” Yes supporting her. 👏🏽😭 It’s everything Michonne deserves. And then I especially love Michonne saying, “When I get Rick, you’ll come back home with me all of you. You’ll be a part of it. It’s just gonna take a little building” I love it because she’s so hospitable and because she finally said Rick's name. I think it’s our first time hearing her say his name aloud since she found out he’s alive. 

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Nat excuses himself off to bed and Bailey says he’s going to get Aiden something to eat. Aiden tries to assure that she’s fine but Bailey is all lovingly determined to take care of her, and I know Michonne recognizes that type of love.

Michonne watches their exchange and says, “You’re pregnant.” Aiden confirms and says she had been craving honey and Bailey was determined to get it for her and surprise her.

Michonne listens and smiles hearing the story and it’s so bittersweet because I know this makes her think about how Rick wasn’t there during her pregnancy. 😢 You just know Rick, the ultimate gift-giving loverboy, would have searched far and wide to get Michonne whatever she craved when she was pregnant with RJ. And the fact that didn't get to happen is just...

Michonne, the always kind comforter, tells Aiden that she and Bailey should just head to ASZ now. Aiden is adamant that, “We want to be there when you find Rick” and I know a Richonner when I see one and this woman is a Richonner, y’all. 😋 She was eager for that reunion just like us lol. I know she can just sense that whatever love Rick and Michonne have is one they don’t want to miss bearing witness to.

Even when Michonne is adamant and says no they should go to ASZ, Aiden says, “We will. After you find Rick” and I’m glad that after it felt like characters were only allowed to directly say Rick's name once or twice a season after he left now we’re hearing Michonne and others just outright talk about Rick. 

Michonne smiles and says ok as she warmly pats her and again I’m loving the friendships. But also Michonne is always right so…they probably should’ve just went to ASZ when she told them to because what happens next is pretty darn tragic for everyone involved. 😬

The next day Michonne walks alongside Nat as more of the group follow and Michonne playfully questions why so many people followed Nat if he only likes her, Bailey, and Aiden. Nat teases that the others have gone up a letter grade but not quite to like, which is a testament to Michonne’s likability that he wholeheartedly liked her so quick while others he traveled with longer are still not quite there in his book. Nat basically said...

Michonne smiles and asks, “Who else in your life?” and I just really like seeing characters talk to get to know each other. I feel like at some point in the main show it was starting to feel like characters didn’t talk like this anymore so watching Michonne and Nat’s bond build through these conversations was nice to see.

I like how Nat says “me” as someone he likes lol and he also says his mom. Nat gives insight into some of his backstory as he shares that his dad wasn’t in the picture since he didn’t want a ‘little’ little kid and he had a lot of bullies so he started burning things and blowing things up in the woods.

Then Nat goes into a story that I realized on my rewatch very much parallels Michonne in a really sweet way.

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Nat starts to talk about this guy Danger who his mom met and who became his stepdad. Who also became a stepparent to a young boy? Michonne.

Nat shares that Danger met his mom at a time when she worked a horrible job and “had one very troubled kid who hated Danger as soon as he looked at him.” Who also met her true love while he was in a very tough predicament and had a troubled kid who didn’t seem to like her at first? Michonne.

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Nat says, “And this guy, with this stupid name, looked at that and said ‘hell yes’.” Who also looked at a person who would run around a prison seeing things and a kid who initially tried to push her away and ultimately said hell yes to them and embraced them as her family? Michonne.

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I love how Danger and Nat's story connects to Michonne and Carl - one of TWD's best duos, besties, and mother and son. 

Nat, whose a great storyteller, continues saying, “Anyway, he married my mom and right after he moved in suddenly Danger had these problems that he needed solved. You know like that he needed me to solve.”

That reminds me of how Michonne too made Carl feel like a valued member of the group and not just some kid to write off. She even told Carl info about herself first that she hadn’t yet told anyone else, like about her son Andre, because she cared to connect with him as a person. 

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Nat explains all the things he’d build around the house for Danger and then in a moment of great acting from Matthew Jeffers he begins to wonder if Danger really needed all that help or if he focused him up on how he can build things instead of burn them.

Nat says, “I guess that’s somebody else I liked” and Michonne says, “Sounds like you loved him.” Such a sweet moment and really well done in getting us to feel even more invested in a new character.

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I also really appreciate the way this pays homage to the beauty of step-parents who step up in a child’s life and come to mean the world to their kid. They could have made Danger a neighbor, teacher, uncle, etc, but making him a stepparent is definitely intentional here if you ask me. Because the great thing about TOWL is that every single scene is Richonne/Grimes family-related.

And hearing a story about a kid’s love for his great step-parent really reflects and pays homage to the great step-parent Michonne became to Carl and how he really loved her too. 🥲

I love how people stay telling Michonne life stories that parallel her own.

Nat’s friends tell him they love him as he tells them to shut up and then the love fest is brought to an explosive end as a helicopter flies over them.

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It’s crazy finally seeing Michonne learn of the helicopters. They watch it fly and then Michonne quickly realizes this helicopter is here for nefarious reasons. She yells for the group to scatter as the helicopter bombs them with chlorine gas. The attack is brutal and has rapidly damaging effects.

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Michonne and friends just barely make it inside a mall and when they do finally get in, they place Aiden on the bed as it’s clear she’s not going to make it. The chlorine gas also had a bit of negativity-gas laced in it because these hopeful Richonners no longer think the mission to find Rick is worth the risk.

On her deathbed Aiden tells Michonne, “Go back to your babies. Don’t risk it” and it’s really sad because you know she knows she’s not going to live to see her unborn baby and she doesn’t want Michonne to miss out on seeing hers again. 

Michonne knows a medical plaza where they might be able to get oxygen tanks because they can’t get air. Always the one willing to go, Michonne prepares to go back out into the toxic air and get the oxygen tanks and she tells Bailey not to fall asleep next to his girlfriend. That always stands out to me that Michonne advises this because it’s almost like she knows from personal experience that when you lose your soulmate it makes you want to just stop fighting and be with them.

As Michonne wheezes her way back inside the mall with the oxygen tanks it's unfortunately too late. She finds Aiden and Bailey both have turned. Nat is still alive, surrounded by fire and Michonne keeps Bailey from getting to him. This fire yet again speaks to the message of how fire both destroys and saves.

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Nat thanks Michonne because he couldn’t bring himself to take out his close friend and then he too expresses that he thinks the rescue-Rick mission is futile as he says, “She was…she was right. When you can, you need to go home. It’s been too long...He’s gone” The way he says 'he’s gone' I was like damn they really dropped the mission quick. But not Michonne tho as she adamantly says, "No."

Because see, while the episode may be called "Gone", Michonne knows her man is not gone. Rick is still out there, she still feels him, and she is still fueled by that belief. It’s just now the trifling CRM has put a delay on things. A year-long delay. 😣 The CRM has to burn for that among many other things.

So now Michonne is stuck in this mall - but even here in these circumstances, we get to see the resilience that is Michonne Grimes. Because this journey isn’t over until she says it is. 😌👌🏽 

[adhd-fanficwriter]

ANOTHER CHANCE - Intro

ꕤ Pairing ꕤ Daryl Dixon x Fem Reader

ꕤ Rating ꕤ Typical TWD stuff, so always 16+ I will let you know when it’s 18+

ꕤ Disclaimer ꕤ I do not own any of the TWD characters. This story takes place in the TWD universe. I use the character and I might not follow the tv series. We’ve all seen the serie, you know the gore that it brings, the kills, the walkers. This al will be coming back in this series. So be warned.

ꕤ A/N ꕤ Please let me know what you think of the series! Tell me what you liked most of this chapter. ALSO if you’d like to know what Bailey and Lizy look like, let me know. I’ll post some pictures.

Intro - Chapter 1 > Intro

"Bailey?" Someone tugged at my shoulder. "Hmm?" "Come on sweetheart, we have chores to do." Mom woke me up. "I'm coming, just five more minutes." I turned around. I was getting tired of doing the same chores over and over again, every single day. But they had to be done, or we could be kicked out of this camp. I woke up and walked out of our tent, searching for mom. Now you may think:' Bailey, you're 30 years old and still live with your mom?' And the answer is yes. Yes indeed. But we need each other. After the outbreak happened, I went straight to her home and picked her up. Her body isn't young anymore and someone needs to remind her that. We've been living inside these walls for half a year now, I think. We all got our own tents; mom and I share one.

Our morning begins with looking at the crops, watering them and harvesting them when needed. After that we start our daily routine of washing clothes, including everyone else's. After that we get a little break, so we can take a breather. 'Is that all Bailey?'

No, unfortunately. We also have to make diner for the whole camp. Every. Single. Day.

But I do all this with love. Because I need my mom to be save. I need her with me, she's my everything. She raised me alone, and now I take care of her. Easy as that.

"What do we have for dinner?" John, one of the group members asked. "We're making a vegetable soup." Mom smiled kindly. "I hate soup, make something else." He demanded. "But this is all we have right now" mom said, her voice small.

"I don't care!" John raised his voice. Fuck this. "Hey, back off alright?" I glared at him, holding my head high. "What was that missy?" "I said, shut the fuck up!" I began to stand between mom and him. He looked me up and down. "I don't know if you know, but we make diner here. If you don't like it then that's your problem. Don't eat then. Now fuck off." I could see a vain popping on his head. "You cunt." He said and walked away. I looked behind me, mom was clutching her chest. "Dear, don't smart mouth them. We need this place." She looked down. I gave her a hug. "I know mom, but I won't let them walk over you, you know that." She nodded. I pressed a kiss to her cheek, and we went on with the day.

It's funny how some men thing they are better then woman? Like I mean, hello? Haven't seen the biters walking around? There's an apocalypse going on? Men are equal. Dicks. Daddy issues much? Yes. My dad was never around. Like I said, mom raised me alone. We lived in an apartment, till I moved out. She always made me food, cleaned my room, did my laundry. She was just the best mom you could have. She was, and still is, my shoulder to cry on, my personal therapist and so much more. I love her.

"She had a big mouth." I look over my shoulder and see John coming towards us with the group leader, Matthew. "Care to explain?" He asked. "He was giving my mother a hard time and I just told him to please be calm, and if he didn't like the soup we made, that it wasn't our problem." I shrugged. Matthew could see right trough me.

"We don't tell each other to 'fuck off' here, Bailey, you know that." Ah shit. "It won't happen again, Matthew, she's sorry." My dear mom spoke for me. "This was the last strike, Jenny, I'm sorry. But you both have to leave." I couldn't believe it. "He was harassing my mom for god's sake!" John smirked, "you heard him, out." Oh no, no no no. I stormed up to him and gave him a square one in the jaw. "You ruined us. You know that?! All because you thought you were better than us? Well guess what? You'll be dead if I ever find you again. You hear me?!"

The next morning we were thrown out. The big metal doors closed behind us. "Mom, I'm so sorry. I was just standing up for you." "It's alright love, we will find a better group, with kinder people." I love how she held her head high. If there's one person that stayed positive during this whole apocalypse then it's mom. Whatever happens, she never blamed me. She always knew how to keep me going.

We began our journey. We heard that there's this place in Virginia that had walls, houses, warm water even. It would take us weeks to get there, but it was the best for my mom. I don't even know if that place is overrun. It's a big gamble and it's a fifty fifty change that the place is ok. ''Mom, you do want to go see if that place in Virginia is still running?'' ''oh yes dear, it sounded wonderful.'' She smiled up to me. ''But it will take us weeks to get there.'' My voice trailed off. I don't know if she can handle that. ''Bay, we'll see how far we come. I can see the worry in your eyes, but I can be strong. We just have to be smart. We have weapons, well you have weapons, you can protect us. Maybe we even find a car?'' She chuckled, ''we don't know what's coming for us. And we'll never know if we never try, right?'' I nodded and sighed loudly. ''Okey, yes, Okey let's go then.'' I said and hugged her tight. And so we began walking.

The air was thick and the stench of dead and decay was getting worse and worse. The sun was getting warmer and around us the flesh was rotting. We have been walking for a week or so, finding small sheds to hide in overnight. The last shed we went in to was not the best one. We woke up with 4 pairs of hands sticking through the holes in the walls. Mom stayed inside while I tactically took them out. ''You can come out!'' I yelled as I wiped my brow. ''Where did they came from?'' she asked and I just shrugged my shoulders. They can come from everywhere nowadays. We began our daily walk to Virginia. ''Here, mom , have some water.'' It wasn't a question. She need me to remind her to drink water, especially in this heat. She grabbed the bottle from me and took a sip. ''Don't you want anything dear?'' ''Nah mom, I'm good.''

As the day went by, and we walked some miles, we stumbled upon an abandoned school bus. ''Look mom, maybe we can hide in there for tonight.'' I smiled. I was happy to see a vehicle, even though it didn't look like it turned on. All the doors were still in tact so we could close them over night. Mom was already at the side of the school bus, ''Careful there, there might be walkers around or under it, hell maybe even in the bus.'' I said and carefully walked over, looking around. I bend my knees to look under the bus and there was no one. I did a lap around the bus, and even that was clear. A scream pierced my ears as I ran to the back. ''Mom!'' I yelled. She had mindlessly opened the door and there were two walkers on top of her. I quickly put a knife to their head and pulled them off of her. I kneeled down beside her. ''Mom, please tell me you weren't-'' she held up her arm. A bite mark. ''Honey, I-'' she began to panic. ''No, mom, it's ok. Look, we can but this rag over it and you wont see it anymore.'' I said and wrapped up her arm.

We both know the ending. I don't want to think about it now. It could take a couple of days before the fever starts to set in, she'll slowly lose consciousness and eventually turn. Mom began to sniffle and I turned to her, ''Mom, hey, look at me. You're going to be okey.'' I reassured her. We both know she wouldn't be okey. But we have to keep our head up high, like she always did. I quickly checked in the bus and it was save. I helped mom up so she could sit on one of the benches. At least this is comfortable for her. ''We can have diner here, and maybe even sleep on one of the benches.'' I told her and she just nodded. I can already see that she's fading mentally. She preparing herself for what's to come. I need to do the same, because I'll be lost without her.

We tried to make the most of the night, knowing we had a heard time coming.

Her body was old, old for her age. That might sound crazy, but sometimes, due to lack of selfcare, your body grows older quicker than your mind. It didn't take days for her.

                                ''I had all and then most of you...

                                     ... some and now none of you''

A day later and I was already preparing myself for what I'll have to do.

She was very sick, couching up a storm and blood. Her body was weak.

''Hey mom,'' I sat down beside her, ''You know I love you right?'' I said, my eyes brimming with tears. She nodded weakly. ''I... love you... too... dear''.

                      ''When the night was full of terrors...

                            ...and your eyes were filled with tears''

''Mom, you don't want to turn, do you...'' I asked, breathing heavy. She looked scared. ''.. no..'' her voice small. I know I had to do it, I just didn't know how. I held her in my arms as we both cried. I'm not ready to say goodbye yet. ''I'll miss you, mom.'' I whispered. ''I'll.. always be.. with you..'' she cried. She slowly put her hand on my cheek. She wiped away the tears. ''You... have to.. make it.. to Virginia.... For me..'' she breathed. I nodded, ''I will mom, I will.'' I hugged her.

I felt her slipping away, her body limp in my hands. Soon she would turn. I wiped my tears. I know what I have to do. ''Why us?'' I asked looking up at the sky. ''Why did you have to do this!'' My head hung low. I slowly unsheathed my knife, my hands trembling. I had killed enough walkers to know how to do this. Never a human, and never in a million years would I thought that I had to put my own mother down.

I held her tight against me, her head laying in my lap. I lay over her, hugging her tightly before sending her to heaven. ''I'm so sorry. I'm sorry, sorry sorry sorry.'' I cried out and fell backwards, hugging my knees...

                   ''I don't know what I'm supposed to do...

                                   ... haunted by the ghost of you''

It's been a week since mom died. I left the bus two days later. I buried her there, it's the least she deserved. I have been feeling numb ever since. I'm alone now. It's still weeks' worth of walking till I reach that place, but its what she wanted. So I kept going. I eventually found car that could bring me closer, but not close enough. I killed some walkers here and there. Never saw any people.

And so I continued our journey,

                            which has now become my own... Intro - Chapter 1 >

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moved from x with @myriadxofxmuses

She wasn't wrong but she also couldn't really agree with it all either, probably out of pure stubbornness but this lady had no idea what she's been through or why she is the way that she is. Having people to worry about is what worries her to begin with. Life isn't without risk, though, she was certainly correct about that one. Choosing which risks to take is hard.

Bailey doesn't say anything but anyone could tell just by looking at her face, she definitely wasn't happy. At this point anything that came out of her mouth would likely just be to disagree and argue against whatever the other said just out of sheer spite. But, alas, she chooses not to say anything. The expression on her face spoke well enough for her. A lot of anger in a small body...

Though at least all that anger loosened up when the woman introduced herself, giving a name to the face. Sydney. The girl shifted on her feet, her head dropped and as she pondered whether or not to give her name, she stared at the corpses of walkers on the ground.

Her arms swing out as she lifted her head, ❝ My name is Bailey. ❞

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Bailey got the can mid-air, easy — and a good throw. ❝ Alright then, tough guy. ❞ She chuckled, turning the can around to angle it so she could comfortable get a finger beneath the metal tab. ❝ You don't want any? ❞ She asked as she peeled the lid back, plucking it off the can and tossing it aside on the ground. She wouldn't argue... She was hungry, and she was always hungry, so if he didn't want any of it then so be it.

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"I get that."

Rick also was tired of beans but it was indeed better than nothing. Especially since there had been a scuffle over them. He tossed the can to her. Rick wanted her to have them. He could always wait and find something later.

"Yeah, yeah. I've had worse trust me."

[blackfemmecharacterdependency]

Black Femme Character Dependency Dark Skin Directory: K

K: The Characters

Kai Jones | Kali | Kanak | Karal | Karen Jenson | Karla Wilson | Kate SFAM | Kate Alen | Kate Sacker | Kayla Watts | Kazi | Keesha Franklin | Keisha Taylor 4400 | Keke Raymond | Kelly TWD | Kelly Curtis | Kelsey Phillips | Ketsu Onyo | Khadijah | Khessa | Kiki Pizza | Kim Martinez | Kim Reese | Kira TI | Kitty | Koala Princess | Koki | Kory Anders | Kristin Shafe | Krystal Bailey | Kuasa | Kym Hawkins 

K: The Entertainers

Kabrina Adams |  Karen Glave |  Karen Obilom | Karidja Touré |  Karimah Westbrook |  Keeya King |  Kellie Shanygne Williams |  Kellita Smith |  Kelly Rowland | Kenya Moore |  Keshia Knight Pulliam |  Kiara Pike |  Kiki Layne |  Kimberly Marable |  Kirby Howell Baptiste |  Kyla Ramsey 

[nalyra-dreaming]

I know that you said countless times that you think show will go by the books but I wanted to ask: are you not afraid writers will make changes that would be more profitable with general audience? For example making Lestat and Armand have beef over Louis or other routes that we usually see in common media? I'm sure everyone in production love this show very much but business is business and AMC not doing particularly good :( I hope show won't get cancelled until we get at least complete TV adaptation, I love IWTV arc, show! Louis is very interesting character and I'm glad we're getting full adaptation but aside from musical there isn't any THE adaptations and considering it's my favorite TVC book and (In my opinion) best one, I'll be very disappointed if we won't get this story. Also other anon already pointed it out that engagement with Jacob's and Bailey's Emmy posts vs Sam's is different, people LOVE them (As they should! They have been AMAZING and made amazing characters), and love we it or not, viewership is greatly impacting production. I'm afraid even if they greenlight s3, we won't get any s4 and story will be incomplete (I think we all can agree you can't adapt TVL in 7-8 episodes)

No I'm not afraid of that.

Rolin Jones has a very clear vision, the way he set up the show itself already shows that.

Viewer interaction is always subjective, hell I've done the rallies in other fandoms, it all depends on a few who bring in the masses but it means nothing in the long run, and even less in regards to studios (sorry. Personal, bitter experience).

Going by social media engagement will get you nowhere, and going by viewership on a show that has not even been released internationally is... well.

No, I do not hope it will get canceled either, but I doubt Rolin Jones will cater to any big criers out there.

AMC never did that for TWD either iirc... I see no reason whatsoever for them to do so here.

Besides... you haven't even seen the engagement for season 3 onwards.

IWTV has been adapted before. We got a BRILLIANTLY updated version... but it is a repeat nonetheless.

Just wait till we get the new stuff.

[blueiight]

ia i dont think we have to worry about the show being cancelled cause tbh other than twd they don't have any shows that do much better, its more the long term viability of amc as a company that we should worry about cause yah if it does get sold or acquried, you really don't know what'll happen to the existing shows. i do think its a shame that it doesn't have a bigger audience cause jacob anderson is giving the best performance on tv and he likely won't get recogition for it cause the show is too small, whereas basically anyone with half a line of dialogue on succesion is going to get emmy nominated just cause they're on that show.

i dont think itd be cancelled neither! the fact that they have the rights to tvc suggest theyll stay around until then at the very least until something happens. and i dont put too much stock in awards. lets also remember entertainment awards is rather discriminatory, award shows by n large in our day n age tend not to reward supernatural shows, amc has the budget of a toaster, and jacob anderson is a young black actor playing a black gay vampire. anyone who watches iwtv knows the effort he, sam, bailey, eric, assad, hell anyone with over 2 seconds of screentime all put into the characters they played. succession from what i see is a political drama with straight white guys (?) so of course thats what entertainment institutions may or may not readily reward but thats no knock on anyone’s acting, its more the institutions and how they operate.

[pumpkin-writes]

here is my current masterlist of all my work! i will keep this as updated as possible for you all, and you can always find all of my stuff under the hashtag "mine" on my profile. posts with a 💟 mean they are 18+

i'm sorry ( jax teller x reader )

good girl 💟 ( negan x reader )

twd cuddling headcanons

jax teller cuddling headcanons 💟

chibs telford x younger reader headcanons

being spoiled by rafe cameron headcanons 💟

leila george one || two

bailey sarian one || two

madelaine petsch one || two

emmy rossum

liz gillies one || two || three

jax teller x hyperfem!reader

frank castle x hyperfem!reader

chibs telford x younger!reader

jj maybank x hyperfem!pouge!reader

rafe cameron x pouge!reader