#betty twd

[nanac0re]

Lori gave them such a sweet gift in the midst of such a bitter and cruel world

[sparethcsympathy]

PLEASE LIKE THIS IF YOU WISH TO BE MAINS WITH MY MUSES The only thing I do ask of you is that if there is a certain muse you want, please write in the comments on who you want. It doesn't matter how many you want. but least i know if i ever send memes, or starters for y'all i know WHO YOU WANT already.

DOING THIS BECAUSE if anything needs organization it's this damn blog. lmao. Hello yes, to have things going on this blog I think i gotta make it organized, and see who wants to do things with my muses. If we are mains it means i will work on our threads first, the memes you send me will be worked on as well. any ideas you want, you can throw it my way without an issue ! also forming ooc connections along with our ic connections. if you want to ship, we don't have to go through the process of friends,or strangers-- we can establish the relationship between our muses. I am doing this to be more organized on my blog, and seeing who actually wants to interact with any of my muses to begin with.

Please, I ask of you-- trust it's annoying I know lmao. but do leave which muses you want for your muses if you are a multi-muse. As much as you want. I do crossovers do please throw in something you always wanted to do ! and those who aren't multi-blogs well just comment on which muses you want for your muses as well. To anyone who wants to be my main you will be my priority !! All the edits, all the love and all the plotting we can work on together !! ooc chit-chats and forming many amazing dynamics ! Headcanons, you name it !!! So please like this, and comment on who you want. I will also list names of my muses below to make it easier for y'all. go nuts. toss your oc's at my muses. whatever you want.

boys :

twd male muses : rick , daryl , oc jack smith , alden The boys : soldier boy, homelander, a-train, boomer ( ppg adapted to the boys ) you male muses : joe riverdale male muses : jughead , sweetpea , archie horror series muses : chucky , ghostfact caos male muses : nick until dawn : mike soa : jax taller last of us : joel Got : ramsay

girls :

twd female muses : maggie , rosita , michonne, beth the boys : starlight, bubbles ( ppg adapted to the boys ) you female muses : beck , peach riverdale female muses : betty horror series muses : tiffany caos male muses : sabrina got : sansa

[mrdixon]

A Rugged Muse | Chapter 2

pairing: eventual daryl x f!reader

wc: 4k

warnings: typical twd warnings, suicide, child death, gore (not as graphic but yk.)

summary: reader flees her city, meeting two rednecks on the way.

A/N: sorry this took so long and sorry it actually sucks URGGGHH tbh my writing has been eurrgghh so i hope this is somewhat legible, just know that it will get better. and i promise next chapter won't come like two months later

a rugged muse masterlist | regular masterlist

The door opened with a slight creak, peeking your head out to get a glimpse of your environment. You could hear the loud thumping of your heart echoing into your ears, placing a hand on your chest to try and calm yourself. The hall was quiet, a few of your neighbours’ doors were wide open. They probably fled.

The thing that caught your eye though was the door across from yours was still shut, Betty. You knew Betty from your history class from first semester, she had light brown curls and the prettiest green eyes you’ve seen. You probably have a few sketches of her in your sketchbook.

You cautiously walked out of your apartment and towards hers, knocking gently against the door. No response. “Betty? It’s (Y/N),” still nothing. Your stomach dropped again while you shakily reached for the doorknob, twisting it to find it was unlocked. You pushed the door open slowly and walked into her apartment, it was dim. The lights were off and the only source of light was the lamp down the hall.

“Betty?” You called out again, keeping your hand at your hip where the daggers were. Just in case you had… to use them. Her apartment was oddly clean despite the panic of the dead walking, so she should still be here. The faint smell of lilac filled your nose, a couple of clothes strewn around as you walked deeper into her apartment. You heard the faint sound of the television running, but you ignored it when you saw what happened to Betty.

She sat limp against her armchair, a very obvious gunshot wound to the side of her head, the gun in her left hand. Your stomach turned as you got closer, her hair was still perfectly curled but those green eyes were pale, empty. You swallowed the bile rising in your throat and gently reached forward to close her eyes, not wanting to see her dull gaze. There was a letter on the coffee table and you noticed how unsteady her handwriting was, she was panicked. Her family was across the country, she had no one in a time of desperation. So she took matters into her own hands.

“The dead are walking, the government advises everyone to come to the camps in Atlanta. Food and supplies available for everyone…”

Your head turned to the tv which played the news, the newscasters hands were shaky and he was obviously sweating. This was real. You quickly scanned the area for anything you could take with you, carefully grabbing the gun in Betty’s hand. Might as well put it to good use. There was only 7 more bullets and no refills. You put it in your waistband anyway (with the safety on) but decided not to rely on it, you were better with hands on combat.

As you rummaged through the cabinets a thought entered your mind, did you even know how to get to Atlanta from here? You nervously nibbled on your bottom lip, opening a drawer and finding a map. How the hell do you even read one of these? Your eyes scanned over the small lettering, squinting as you brought it closer to your face. Your eyes followed the road from your apartment to Atlanta, frowning the more you looked. It would take about 4 hours to get to Atlanta from here if you took your car. Glenn was already in Atlanta so you had to get there quickly, not wanting to make him wait and think you died.

“Fuck,” you muttered, folding the map into your pocket before grabbing whatever you could carry and shoving it into your bag before getting out of there. You took one last look at Betty’s dead body before leaving her apartment and shutting the door.

Not wanting to waste any more time, you ran down the hall and down the stairs while keeping high alert and watching around. When you walked outside it was still strangely empty, but you didn’t dawdle. You preferred getting more supplies, but the few stores around the apartment were raided already so those were out of the question. You took the map out of your pocket and unfolded it to determine where you needed to go. It would take about an hour to get to Atlanta if you took Interstate 985 and switched to interstate 85, you could manage that…

You trudged on and made it a goal to avoid as many dead as you could. Sure you could kill them but you didn’t really want to, it was a struggle killing one so you couldn’t imagine taking a bunch of them at once. While walking through your city you noticed a few people driving by watching them pick a few people up off the sidewalks, while you admired their generosity, you couldn’t really trust anyone. A lot of people here were selfish which is reasonable, especially when you have dead people trying to eat you alive.

You got to the parking lot where your car was and quickly hopped in, throwing your bag onto your passenger’s seat. You put your key into ignition and started the car up, quickly pulling out of the parking spot and getting on the road. Your fingers tapped absentmindedly against the steering wheel, biting your lip anxiously. Your right hand reached out to turn on the radio, hoping music would ease your worries. It didn’t help much but you kept it on anyway, driving through the familiar streets you’d take on your way to work. Your fingers now tapped the steering wheel on beat to the music, relaxing your shoulders. It’ll be fine. You’ll be in Atlanta in an hour or less, and you’d be with your brother. You took a deep breath, reminding yourself to get into that positive mindset.

There was a man by the side of the road, hunched over. You slowed your car a little to see what was wrong, but you knew by the way he was convulsing now. He was bit. You almost gagged but pressed your foot down on the accelerator, driving right past him. This was no time to be distracted by others, you had to focus on yourself.

You drove quick, thanking whatever god was there for the roads being clear. It didn’t take long before you reached the highway, already smiling to yourself in hope. But you quickly started frowning when you saw a few of the dead walking around, grimacing as you saw the wounds on them. Some of them were missing limbs, a few with straight-up holes through their bodies. Their mutilated bodies made you sick, trying to avert your gaze but naturally you couldn’t. You carefully dodged them, most of them following after your car. All you did was swallow thickly and pursue on down I-985.

As you drove further along the highway, you soon realized why the roads were clear. You audibly groaned as traffic started to get thick, looking ahead to see people getting out of their cars to determine what was happening up ahead. You furrowed your brows in frustration as it was clear this wasn’t going to move any further along, but when you turned your head to back up, there was already people pulling up behind you. You hit your head on the steering wheel and took a few deep calming breaths before grabbing your backpack and turning off your car. You got out of your car and followed after the people ahead of you to see the situation. As you started getting closer to the end you heard horrified screams and people ran past you, if you weren’t so frightened you’d probably roll your eyes. But as soon as your eyes landed on the scene, you felt your blood run cold. There had been an accident, probably due to people freaking out, and there was a man who had transitioned to one of the dead. Your eyes widened as you soon recognized him as your neighbour Jerry, he was grabbing at anyone.

You watched in horror as his youngest daughter watched her father maul at a bystander, she was obviously disoriented by the crash so all she could do was watch. Her small eyes wide in distress as she clutched onto her teddy bear, your eyes darting around to find her mother, eventually finding her slouched over in the passenger’s seat. The little girl cried out, reaching out towards her father.

“No!” You yelled, pushing past the crowd in hopes you’d get to the girl first, but unfortunately fate wasn’t on your side. A blood curdling scream cut through the air as you watched the girl get dragged by her father, ripped apart in broad daylight as the multiple dead started feasting on the child. You felt yourself get lightheaded, once again pushing past the crowd as they all scattered. You stumbled towards the forest, holding your palm against your mouth. Your eyes were watery and your entire body was wet with sweat. The screams of everyone soon became distant as you dragged yourself into the trees, collapsing onto your knees and retching for the second time today.

You cried again, pitiful really, crying and throwing up all at once. You couldn’t save that little girl, sobbing as you wiped your mouth with the back of your hand. You’d seen that girl around town, always with her father. She had the brightest smile and the most infectious laughter, and she carried that bear around everywhere. You let out a quiet sob as your mind played back the horrific way she died, being torn apart by her father as she was eaten alive. You couldn’t bear to see it, squeezing your eyes shut.

You felt something grab you by the shoulders and you immediately spun around, finding one of the dead had crept up on you. You fumbled for one of your daggers, stabbing aimlessly at the dead. You wanted to scream. Wanted to vent out all your frustration you had against this world. You let out a loud sob as you kept stabbing, raising your arms and bringing them down repeatedly, until all that was left was a mush of guts laying at your feet. You heaved at the sight, turning away from it and tremulously wiped your dagger on your pants, putting it back into the holster on your thigh before doing the same to your glasses.

You finally calmed down and returned to earth, almost crying again when you remembered your car was now gone and you’d have to travel on foot. You reached for your bag and took out the map, scanning over the paper and trying to determine where you were now. You were just off to the side of I-985, but it’d be hours before you even reached I-85. You sighed deeply and just carefully folded up the map after you sketched out your path, placing the map into your pocket.

So much for getting to Atlanta in an hour.

You woke up to the sound of banging against a metal sheet outside, you lifted your head off the hay you were laying on. You found a little shed on your way to I-85 and decided to rest, but judging by the way it was dark out, you slept a bit too long. You frowned and lifted yourself up from the hay, groaning at the soreness in your muscles. You placed your glasses onto your face before making your way towards the door. The banging was loud and you cursed mentally at the fact that the dead would come walking straight to it. Your hand instinctively went towards the daggers attached at your thigh, grabbing one and carefully opening the door.

To your misfortune, it was pitch black out. You breathed heavily and turned back in for your bag, grabbing your flashlight. Now with one hand occupied with a flashlight, you held your dagger in your other hand and walked out of the shed. You made your way over to the source of the banging, and there the dead person was, just continuously walking into it. You rolled your eyes and stabbed the thing in the back, pulling your dagger out and turning back towards the shed.

A few more hours till sunrise and you can start walking your way to I-85. Or so you thought before you heard groaning behind you, you whipped around and was met with the same dead person you killed just seconds ago. Judging by the movement coming from it, you obviously didn’t kill it. You panicked and swung your dagger, throwing yourself off balance. You let out a shout as you fell backwards, your glasses coming off as you fell, and the dead person toppling over you while your head hit the ground harshly. Your hand had let go of the dagger, it being thrown a few feet away from you. Unfortunately, the other daggers were inaccessible due to the dead person draping itself over you. With the strength you could muster up, you held the dead back with one arm, the other outstretched blindly to the dagger.

The dead thing’s jaw snapped at you, getting closer to your face. You grimaced in disgust from the putrid smell coming from it, the decaying skin getting closer and closer to yours. You yelled out in exertion, bringing both hands up to push the dead body back. Your muscles were already sore, clenching your jaw tight as you did everything in your power to push this thing off of you. It was no use, the snapping teeth came closer and closer. All you could do was close your eyes and accept your fate.

THWACK

The body suddenly went limp above you, your eyes opened and saw the dead body unresponsive on top of you. An arrow was through its head. There was rustling in the bushes nearby, your head snapping in the sound’s direction. You quickly pushed the body off of you and sat up, grabbing the dagger and your glasses near you.

The owner of the arrow made himself known, walking into the clearing where you were looking. He had a scowl on his face, sweat that glistened on his biceps under the low light of the moon. You could tell he knew what he was doing, from his rugged appearance and the way he held himself. He made his way over to you and you kicked away cautiously, his narrowed eyes glanced at you before walking over to the dead body. He let out a grunt as he pulled the arrow out of its head, a gross squelch sound could be heard.

“S’posed to get ‘em in the head,” he drawled lowly, wiping the arrow on a grimy rag he pulled out. You watched him carefully, in case he made any sudden moves. When he didn’t, you stood up and brushed yourself off.

“Thanks,” you mumbled, he just grunted and started walking off in the direction he came from. “Wait!” He turned slightly at the sound of your voice, an unimpressed look on his face. You looked down at your fingers, playing with them anxiously. His gaze was intense, one you’ve never encountered before. It made you a bit frightened quite frankly, his irritated grumbling made you even more anxious.

“Ya gonna stand there, or are ya gonna say somethin’?” He grunted. You looked up at him, his eyes trained on you intensely.

“Are you going to Atlanta?” You asked quietly, still playing with your fingers absentmindedly. He looked down, smirking slightly as a bitter chuckle left his mouth.

“Nah, shit’s been blown up by the military.” The older man grumbled, tinkering with the crossbow he held in his hands. A chill hung in the air around you. Your heart felt as though it had stopped beating, falling into your stomach as the feeling of dread washed over you.

“What do you mean?” Your breath caught in your throat as unwanted thoughts ran through your mind, “my brother is there.” The man looked a little uncomfortable from the amount of conversation that was taking place, his scuffed fingers anxiously tapping on the foregrip of his crossbow.

“Mean’s exactly wha’ I said,” he shifted on his foot, “it was their way of takin’ care of the damn virus.” He lifted his hand to nibble on the side of his thumb, glancing you over. You thought about Glenn, grief settling in you. Tears prickled at the corners of your eyes, and soon they rushed down your face, a torrent of emotions streaming down your cheeks. The man shifted again, now very uncomfortable with the situation. He didn’t know what to do as his eyes narrowed uneasily. He cleared his throat, his body turning to leave. “Well, uh…”

You sniffled, wiping your cheeks while the sound of his boots crunching against the leaves signaled his departure. You didn’t know what took over you, but you ran after him. This man had just saved you. He immediately turned his head upon hearing your heavy footsteps race after him, your breathing a little heavy.

“Can I go with you? Where ever it is you’re going?” You panted, wiping your runny nose on your sleeve not even caring if you seemed disgusting in the moment. You looked up at him, his expression cold. If you had ears like a bunny, they’d surely be tucked back as you cowered under his scrutiny. He was about to just leave you there but you opened your mouth, “you won’t even know I’m here. I have my own stuff, so don’t even worry about sharing food or shit like that. Just, please don’t leave me alone.”

Your teary eyes and desperate tone almost made him feel pity for you, but he shook his head. “Tha’ ain’ a good idea.” Your desperation made you want to drop to your knees and beg, but you still had some pride in you.

Before you could convince him further, an older man appeared behind him, placing his hand on the younger’s shoulder. Upon seeing his face you almost mistook him for a dead one, your hand moving towards your daggers. The sound of his voice proving your judgement wrong.

“Well, well what do we have ‘ere?” His raspy voice was evidence of his older age, “baby brother, ya found us a fawn fer dinner?” His chuckle made you furrow your brows in disdain. The younger brother practically rolled his eyes in annoyance, shrugging the hand off his shoulder.

“Ain’ no fawn, was jus’ leavin’.” He glared at his brother, nudging him to walk on. The older kept his sunken eyes on you, a grin on his face as he glanced you up and down.

“Aww, tha’ ain’ no way ta treat a lady,” the older man nudged his brother. “C’mon, take a look at ‘er. Poor things frightened out of ‘er mind, can’t hurt ta take her wit’ us.” You watched as the younger man hesitated, glancing at you awkwardly. Sure, you were already uncomfortable with the older man but you couldn’t help but be grateful for him talking you up to his younger brother.

“Whatever,” the archer mumbled before turning away. You would’ve jumped in glee if it weren’t for the soreness in your legs.

“Thank you, thank you so much.” You smiled, finally relaxing your shoulders. “I need to go back to grab my backpack, mind if I take a sec?” The older man nodded while you ignored the grunt of annoyance from the younger one, walking back towards the shed to grab your things.

Once you came back the younger brother had his back to you, impatiently pacing around.

“So, what’s yer name missy?” The older man spoke out while the other walked ahead, the both of you following after him.

“(Y/N) Rhee…” you mumbled shyly, keeping your hand lingering by the daggers at your thigh. Though he let you walk with them, you couldn’t help but feel a little cautious. After all this was the apocalypse.

“Name’s Merle, Dixon. Tha’ prissy over there is my baby brother Daryl.” Merle introduced himself and Daryl, your eyes dragging towards the younger Dixon walking a few feet ahead of you two. Your eyes traced over his broad shoulders, nodding in response to Merle.

“Where are we headed?” You asked softly, looking around at your surroundings. The sky was getting brighter with every hour, the air feeling warmer. Merle shrugged, laughing gruffly.

“Dunno, Daryl has been walkin’ for days. Figured it’d be better to get a move on than mope aroun’.” You looked back at Daryl, it was almost like his ears were perked up. He was definitely listening to your conversation though he paid no attention, you kind of got the idea he didn’t like talking very much. Still, you couldn’t help but feel drawn to him.

Silence fell over all of you as you three walked through the forest, the sun was just starting to come up, leaves crunched under your feet and you couldn’t help but noticed they didn’t under Daryl’s. On closer inspection he was purposefully missing the leaves, but still impressive as he wasn’t even looking. You decided to walk closer to Daryl, walking ahead of Merle. You were like a little duckling who imprinted on him, your loud footsteps clashing with his quiet ones.

“Could ya walk any louder?” Daryl hissed, turning his head slightly and glaring at you in irritation. You shrunk and muttered an apology before looking down and making more smarter foot placements, almost tripping over yourself. He sighed, shaking his head as he pressed on. Your lips pressed into a thin line as your cheeks flushed in shame, continuing to walk after him.

Daryl refused to stop walking despite you and Merle’s protests of needing rest, but eventually you three stopped near a supermarket. Still, you guys decided to just sit around in the forest for safety reasons. Daryl was grumbling to himself when you and Merle settled down on a log, pacing around.

“Daryl, go sit an’ rest.” Merle waved his brother over, earning a glare from the younger. “Or don’, at least skin those squirrels we caught earlier.” As if on cue, your stomach rumbled embarrassingly and your arms instinctively hugged around your torso. Merle laughed and nudged you, “look, missy is hungry.”

“It’s fine, I got my own food.” You mumbled and started rummaging through your backpack, trying to avoid Daryl’s eyes. You grabbed small tin of tiny sausages, your stomach growled again. When was the last time you ate? As you tried opening it, the tin was quickly snatched out of your hands.

“I haven’ seen any of these since the outbreak started,” Merle rasped and opened the tin quickly, but Daryl quickly grabbed it back and shoved it back in your hands. “Hey!”

“I’ll skin the squirrels,” Daryl growled at his older brother, placing himself between you and Merle on the log. “No need to be stealin’ ‘er food.” You looked over at Daryl, his tattered sleeveless shirt damp with his sweat, his brows furrowed as he dropped his bag and looked through it. You silently ate your sausages while Merle groaned and waited for his own food. “After we eat, we’re walkin’ again.”

Now you were the one to groan, Daryl’s head snapping towards you. Not wanting to seem ungrateful for their somewhat hospitality, you bowed your head and continued eating.

“We can make it ta’ interstate 85 before night,” Daryl rubbed his bottom lip with one hand, pulling out dead squirrels with the other. You flinched back at the sight, you were still new to all this. You swore you saw a smirk tug at Daryl’s lips at your reaction, but he turned before you could see.

You dropped your empty tin and leaned back a bit, sighing. You thought back to Glenn, wondering if somehow he made it out of Atlanta before shit went down, dropping your head into your hands. Daryl looked you sideways, his knife skinning the squirrels easily. The morning was still young, meaning there was plenty of time for you and the Dixons to get to I-85.

You lifted your head and tilted it back to see the sun rays shine through the branches of the trees, closing your eyes to bask in the warmness of the sun, hope bellowing in your stomach. Maybe you’d be able to make it through with these guys.

[trips2saturn]

I've blocked a handful of people for putting their pissy attitude about the show in the tags. Like, we don't care how miserable you are. We're having a good time. And there's a lot of us. More of us than there are of them. And they hate that too. The show is doing so well. These petty Betty's out here being so bitter and jealous about it is hilarious. They can stay mad about it. We're good over here getting fed abundantly.

same. ever since episode four, whenever i see one bad opinion i press the block button. i don’t get it. they’re mad that a romance centric show has romance. or they’re mad that rick has unmatched devotion to his wife and family. or best one yet, they’re mad that this show has “emasculated” rick, meanwhile all it’s done is strengthened him and brought more insight to his vulnerability — which mind you, isn’t foreign in this franchise since rick has been the most emotionally vulnerable character in twd ever since the beginning, and it’s what shapes him into being a more resilient leader.

sigh. reopen the schools for this fandom i beg. brains are losing cells.

[scarisd3ad]

August

Pairing - Glenn Rhee x maggie Greene and Glenn Rhee x f!reader

Warnings - cheating, cursing, normal twd warnings

‘August sipped away like a bottle of wine, 'Cause you were never mine’

Masterlist

Taglist

August - Betty - cardigan

y/n and Glenn had been dating for 7 years, they had met during their freshman year of high school and begun dating in the fall of that year, but Maggie didn't know any of that. she didn't know, and that's why when she and Glenn went on a run together by themselves, she flirted with him a bit. she offered to have sex with him. she knew y/n she seen her around the farm but never talked to her and definitely didn't know Glenn and her had been in a 7-year long relationship. it really wasn't her fault Maggie saw a cute guy and caught feelings, and he definitely didn't tell her he was in a relationship. she didn't know that until y/n practically knocked him down in a hug when they came back from the run.

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Glenn and Maggie were on two of her father's horses riding towards the local pharmacy. earlier that day they had to kill a walker and Maggie was a bit out of it. she had never seen one killed before, and believed they were still people. she thought she just witnessed murder.

"You know, normally this is the kind of thing I'd do on my own. solo." Glenn said with a chuckle, but he didn't get a response from Maggie. she just rode the horse quietly, admiring the quietness of the town she normally knew to be loud, and full of people, all of them she used to know. but now it's quiet, and the only people in it was her and Glenn.

"it's sort of my thing, y'know?" Glenn says but again doesn't get an answer from Maggie. "I'm a loner" the part he had forgotten to add was that every time he went on a run 'by himself' y/n was right by his side.

he looks over to Maggie after she not even chuckled at the dorky things he had just said. she had a solemn look on her face "you alright?" he asks "I'm fine" she replies without even looking at him.

Glenn couldn't not say he didn't think Maggie was attractive because she was, he felt bad for that feeling too. he was so in love with y/n, and it felt like he was betraying y/n by thinking Maggie's attractive.

"I saw the look on your face back at the well. never seen one killed up close before?" Glenn asked. Maggie began to ride her horse just a little faster than Glenn is resulting in her being in front of him. "Guess it's kind of a shock" she still didn't answer, she just let Glenn talk. "You know, being out on the road, we've seen a lot." he says before mumbling "guess we've gotten a little numb to it."

"Woah. I guess so." Maggie said as they arrive at the pharmacy. they tied up the horses and then walk over to front door. in the front window there was a cardboard sign with the words "take what you need, and god bless" written on it.

they walked in, the door already being unlocked. "I'll go see what antibiotics are left. what else is on the list?" Maggie asked turning back to look at Glenn. "uh" he pulled the folded-up list out of his back pocket and hands it to Maggie "why don't you get started?" she unfolded the list and looked down at it before asking Glenn "what about you?" he already had a small list that consisted of personal items for Lori she didn't want other to know about and stuff y/n had asked for. "I-I'm gonna look around, see what's worth grabbing. just some general stuff." he stuttered out. Maggie began to turn around as she looked down at the list.

Glenn grabbed up his bag and walked past a shelf of stuff labeled gifts. he pauses as he looked of the assortment of jewelry and cards. he always grabs something for y/n every time he goes on a run. he ran his fingers across a row of gold necklaces, he grabs one of them before stuffing it into his bag and going over to the feminine care area. he kneeled down in front of the very disorganized shelf. he picked up things and put them down until he found what he was looking for a box of pregnancy tests for Lori.

Maggie walked up behind Glenn without him knowing "what you got there?" she asked which made Glenn jump, stuff the box of pregnancy tests into his bag, and grab the first box he saw which is a box of condoms. "Nothing. just like I said general stuff" Maggie furrowed her brows together. she hadn't known if he had a girlfriend or not, she was starting to assume he did and was totally wrong about everything. "Condoms?" he looked up and down from the box to her with his mouth gaping open. "You got a girlfriend I don't know about?" "Me? no. no" he doesn't know why he lied it wasn't like he was unhappy in his relationship it was actually the opposite he was extremely happy with y/n. she made him the happiest he'd ever been. maybe it was because it could have led to attention from a girl that wasn't his own girlfriend.

"Then you're a pretty confident guy" she said with a grin. now that she was sure he didn't have a girlfriend she was going to go for it. the grin that was once on Glenns face dropped "no, no,no,no. I-I-I wasn't I would never-" he stuttered out absolutely embarrassed about the impression he had just gave Maggie. "Something wrong with me?" Maggie asks the only thing that was wrong was that she wasn't his girlfriend. "No, no I-I" he shook his head as he chuckled nervously. "I would never have sex- im-I'm lost." the more Maggie talks the more y/n leaves his head. it's like she had some siren song the emitted off of her that made him forget about the girl he loved. he was a moth to her flame, just venturing closer and closer until boom everything he loved is gone.

"I'll have sex with you." he knew it was horrible, but he still did. he lied and cheated on his girlfriend of 7 years. he wasn't going to tell her ever. it was going to be his little secret. he'd tell Maggie that he actually did have a girlfriend and that the sex meant nothing. that was the plan.

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when they get back to Hershel's house y/n jumped up from where she sat on Hershel's porch and almost knocked Glenn down in a hug. "Glenn" she cries out happily as she buried her face into his neck. Glenn holds onto her but is looking directly at Maggie who has a look on her face that makes Glenn's heart fall into his ass. he looked at Maggie with a look on his face just begging Maggie to not tell her. he didn't want to lose y/n not now, not after all they've been through. y/n looks up at Glenn with her brows furrowed "what's wrong?" he shook his head and pressed his lips to hers when he pulls away, he mumbles "nothing, just missed you."

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Glenn had to tell someone though, he needed advice because he knew he had a short amount of time until Maggie told y/n. so he went to dale he normally had an answer to all his questions "son you didn't, you have to tell y/n. it's only fair" Glenn sighed and shook his head "I can't tell y/n I had sex with Maggie. especially when we haven't yet" it wasn't like either one didn't want to its just that the first 3 years they lived with their parents, and then the next 4 they were busy, and now they were in the middle of the apocalypse.

what Glenn didn't know was that y/n was standing there at the door. y/n had asked Andrea where her boyfriend had gone, and she pointed her to the rv. she just wanted to ask Glenn a question, she didn't want to find out he had cheated on her.

"You had sex with Maggie?" she asked tears welling up in her eyes. his eyes widened and his mouth fell open "y/n-" she cut him off by slamming the door shut and trying to run off.

[murkyhazed-is-archiving]

STARTER CALL! specify one of the following muses and i'll write a starter for you! as always mutuals only, and please specify your own muse if you're a multi too!

mary adler (gifted)

shannon mullins (the heat)

alan grant (jurassic franchise)

alexis murphy (jurassic franchise)

ellie sattler (jurassic franchise)

karen smith (mean girls)

regina george (mean girls)

aragorn (tolkien)

bilbo baggins (tolkien)

frodo baggins (tolkien)

gimli (tolkien)

gollum/smeagol (tolkien)

pippin took (tolkien)

tauriel (tolkien)

theoden (tolkien)

thorin oakenshield (tolkien)

bella swan (twilight)

carlisle cullen (twilight)

charlie swan (twilight)

evan buckley (9-1-1)

maddie buckley (9-1-1)

bobby nash (9-1-1)

melissa schemmenti (abbott elementary)

madame satan/lilith (chilling adventures of sabrina)

alice smith (riverdale)

betty cooper (riverdale)

cheryl blossom (riverdale)

gemma teller (sons of anarchy)

jane hopper (stranger things)

nancy wheeler (stranger things)

daryl dixon (the walking dead)

michonne hawthorne (the walking dead)

negan smith (the walking dead)

the guide (what we do in the shadows)

tess servopoulos (the last of us)

bobbi dougherty (zombie apoc/twd oc)

mateo perez (private investigator oc)

veronica sterling (gta v oc)

teeny bradbury (stranger things oc)

adelaine collins (the society oc)

charlotte jackson (twd oc)

[bettyxsnooper]

♡ main ♡ bio ♡ face ♡ muse ♡ wishlist ♡

about:

This is a sideblog, and I follow back from my main @grimmusings. Please direct IMs there, since it’s easier for me to keep all my messages on one blog. It’s also easier to start interactions with me there, where I regularly post open starters and meme prompts. For a full list of rules, see my main. Honesty hour questions will largely be answered IC and treated as anonymous unless signed by a muse.

All details vary based on verse, but in general, I write Betty exclusively after her graduation from Riverdale High School. After that, I will most likely diverge from canon, since nothing gets old quicker for me in a thread than rehashing canon events as they happened.

wanted connections:

This is by no means a comprehensive list, and I can roll with most muses as far as basic interactions. I’m happy to ship Betty with other Riverdale characters and OCs/fandom crossovers based on chemistry, but unless they’re on my OTP list, they need plotting and interaction first. There is never any pressure to ship with me, even if they’re on my list.

OTPs: Jughead Jones, Veronica Lodge, Archie Andrews, Tabitha Tate Possible Ships: most Riverdale muses NOTPs: Coopers/Blossoms, Chic Other: Crossovers from other crime or slasher fandoms (Hannibal, Scream, Halloween, etc.)

default verses:

college!verse: Betty is a college student studying criminology at Yale University, continuing her FBI training, and solving minor mysteries for her fellow classmates. (Also open to an AU where Jughead joins her at Yale instead of Betty taking his place.)

all the way to the fbi: Betty graduates from the academy and becomes a full FBI agent, either at the Riverdale field office or elsewhere. She's particularly dedicated to catching the Trash Bag Killer.

horror!verse: Any crossovers with horror media where Betty is an FBI trainee or agent hunting serial killers. May or may not include supernatural elements.

verses by request only:

I'm happy to write these, but since they're more specific AUs, I don't default on them for asks/memes. Please feel free to request them.

twd!verse: A Walking Dead AU where the outbreak happens shortly after high school graduation. Betty fights with her friends to protect what's left of Riverdale.

[findroleplay]

Hi all! 25f here.

18+ only please. Third person style RP and please no one line replies.

I’m looking for Riverdale RP in the following ships:

Jughead x Betty

Jughead x Toni

Jughead x Tabitha

Sweet Pea x Betty

Sweet Pea x Toni

And also TWD roleplays with Bethyl.

I have some plot ideas but I’d love an open discussion with my partner about anything they’d like to do!

I RP on discord mainly, and can also do other platforms if you’d prefer. Please give this a like and I’ll message you on here :)

-

[wearelondonhq]

mw from once upon a time, riverdale, got/hotd, stranger things and twd?

hello, lovely! we would love to see snow white/mary margaret blanchard, neal nolan, neal cassidy/baelfire, gideon gold, victoria belfrey/rapunzel, henry mills, jacinda vidrio/cinderella, lucy mills, cora mills, daniel coulter, robin hood, dorothy gale, hades, robin hood jr/mills, alice/tilly, will scarlet, graham humbert/the huntsman, alice, anastasia tremaine, jafar, detective rogers, tiana, sidney glass, maleficent, lily, milah from ONCE UPON A TIME; betty cooper, jughead jones, archie andrews, hiram lodge, hermione lodge, polly cooper, charles smith/jones, hermosa lodge, cheryl blossom, kevin keller, reggie mantle, toni topaz, jason blossom from riverdale; cersei lannister, jaime lannister, jon snow, margaery tyrell, sansa stark, arya stark, catelyn stark, ned stark, tyrion lannister, missandei, varys, daemon targaryen, mysaria, aemond targaryen, otto hightower, gwayne hightower, lucerys velaryon, laena velaryon, rhaenys targaryn, corlys velaryon, viserys targaryen i, aemma arryn, joffrey velaryon, harwin strong, rhaena targaryen from got/hotd, max mayfield, eleven hopper, jim hopper, lucas sinclair, robin buckley, will byers, dustin henderson, mike wheeler, nancy wheeler, jonathan byers from stranger things and finally, we would love to see rick grimes, michonne grimes, rosita espinosa, carol peletier, carl grimes, judith grimes, maggie rhee, glenn rhee, lori grimes, tara chambler, rj grimes, sophia peletier, enid, dwight and siddiq from twd, just to name a few!

[aknightinarmani]

♘ main ♘ bio ♘ face ♘ muse ♘ wishlist ♘

about:

This is a sideblog, and I follow back from my main @grimmusings. Please direct IMs there, since it's easier for me to keep all my messages on one blog. It's also easier to start interactions with me there, where I regularly post open starters and meme prompts. For a full list of rules, see my main. Honesty hour questions will largely be answered IC and treated as anonymous unless signed by a muse.

Nate is a canon character from Gossip Girl. All details vary based on verse, and I'm happy to write him into AUs and fandom crossovers. Please note that I'm happy to write with book characters, but I will not be pulling my adaptation from there.

OTPs: Serena van der Woodsen, Vanessa Abrams, Carter Baizen, Betty Cooper Possible Ships: Blair Waldorf, Chuck Bass Other: Any Gossip Girl muses, crossovers with other fandoms like Riverdale, Scream, and The Walking Dead

default verses:

college!verse: Non-canon compliant after they leave St. Jude's, Nate attends college and works as the editor for the school paper.

welcome to new york: Canon-compliant up to the finale, Nate has built up The Spectator and is now beginning a campaign to run for mayor of New York City.

verses by request only:

I'm happy to write these, but since they're more specific AUs, I don't default on them for asks/memes. Please feel free to request them.

twd!verse: A Walking Dead AU where, shortly after he graduates from college, Nate is in DC when the zombie outbreak happens. He eventually finds his way to Alexandria and works alongside Aaron and Eric as a recruiter.

what's your favorite scary movie?: A Scream AU where Nate grows up in Woodsboro and survives the murders mainly by being clueless and lucky.

[sparethcsympathy]

// cough cough --- like this for a SHORT RANDOM STARTER from any of these muses that I have higgghhhh feelings for, for when i come back from having dinner with my mom & step-dad !! maggie . daryl . rick . rosita . jack ( oc twd muse. maggie & negan child ) . caden ( oc twd muse . leader of vegas ) . jughead . betty . joe . joel . beck . jax . soldier Boy . Homelander . Starlight .

[incorrectwd]

Rick: Hey, what's different about you? You get your hair cut? The Governor: I'm wearing an eyepatch. Rick: You didn't always have that?

[scarisd3ad]

August - Betty - cardigan

Short little series based off of the folklore love triangle.

Taglist

Pairing(s) -Maggie Greene x glenn rhee and glenn rhee x fem! Reader

A/n - I’m 100% not trying to make maggie look bad!! I’m an august apologist! All blame is on Glenn/James!

Warnings - cheating, cursing, angst, twd warnings

Glenn = James

Maggie = August

Reader = Betty

You and Glenn have been through everything together from high school to a zombie apocalypse you had always stuck together. What happens when Glenn goes on a run with Maggie and takes up a offer he just can’t let go.

August

Betty

Cardigan - coming soon

[ayleen91]

Pues aquí, trasteando un rato con el PS y probando cosillas nuevas para variar o3o

[brokehorrorfan]

Broke Horror Fan presents The Woman on limited edition, fully functional VHS! The latest genre film to join our retro home video line is available now from Witter Entertainment.

The 2011 horror film is directed by Lucky McKee (May), who co-wrote the screenplay with Jack Ketchum, based on their novel of the same name. Pollyanna McIntosh (The Walking Dead), Angela Bettis (May), Sean Bridgers (Deadwood), and Lauren Ashley Carter (Pod) star.

The Woman arrives on VHS in a black clamshell case with artwork by Vanessa McKee. The release is limited to 100 tapes.

Each copy includes an exclusive introduction by actress Lauren Ashley Carter and letters from director Lucky McKee and producer Andrew van den Houten. Stay tuned after the movie for a special feature: an interview with Lauren Ashley Carter.

For optimal VHS viewing, the film has been cropped from its original aspect ratio to 4:3 full frame. It is officially licensed from Arrow Video and has been approved by director Lucky McKee.

The Woman (Pollyanna McIntosh) is the last surviving member of a deadly clan of feral cannibals that has roamed the American wilderness for decades. When successful country lawyer Chris Cleek (Sean Bridgers) stumbles upon her whilst hunting in the woods, he decides to capture and “civilize” her with the help of his seemingly perfect all-American family, including his wife Belle (Angela Bettis) and daughter Peggy (Lauren Ashley Carter). The Cleeks will soon learn, however, that hell hath no fury like The Woman scorned…

[rosesareredandtheskyisthelimit]

tlou: ich vermisse den infected handlungsstrang

TLOU2 ist eine Endzeit-Zombie-Geschichte, in der die Zombies nur mehr eine Statistenrolle spielen. Wir lernen: der Mensch bleibt des Menschen Feind, auch dann, wenn es eigentlich eine ganz andere und viel größere Gefahr gibt. Keine der verschiedenen Seiten kann dabei vergessen, dass sie verschiedene Seiten sind.

Zwischen all der berechtigten wie der unberechtigten Kritik an Teil 2 ist die Sache mit den Zombies dann das, was wirklich bedauerlich ist. Meistens sind es Viren, die die Zombies erschaffen. Manchmal wissen wir es auch nicht. Hier ist es mit Cordyceps ein Pilz, der real existiert. Was für eine Chance für eine so richtig beängstigende Storyline (und ja, bei sieben Jahren Entwicklungszeit ist das Zusammentreffen mit Covid-19 einfach nur Coinzidenz).

Teil 1 schickte uns gegen diese neue erdachte Bedrohung und in diese unwirtliche Welt. In eine Welt, in der das Mädchen, das überlebte, die Heilung hätte sein können - aber nicht war, weil sie überlebte. In Teil 2 wird das kaum weiterentwickelt. Der Kampf ist hier einer jeder gegen jeden, als gäbe es immer noch viel zu viele Menschen.

Teil 1 zeigt uns die verschiedenen Entwicklungsstadien von Liebe. Teil 2 zeigt uns das Verlieren der Liebe. Er zeigt uns Verlust. Und sehr viel mehr Hass. Die Infected sind als Aufgaben auf dem Weg entweder mehr oder weniger großes Hindernis. Oder sie sind nur dazu da, bei plötzlichem Auftauchen einen Schrecken zu erzeugen. Und um eine Bedrohung größer erscheinen zu lassen: macht man auch hier den Gegner einfach nur größer.

Aus meiner Sicht ist die ungenügende Fortschreibung der Infected das, was an Teil 2 am meisten zu bedauern ist.

Und ich hege die Hoffnung, dass eine TLOU-Serie bei HBO hier ansetzen wird. Cordyceps ist die Weggabelung, die TLOU auf einen Weg bringt, der von TWD-Vergleichen weg führen kann. Ansonsten liefe TLOU Gefahr, im TWD-Universum verschollen zu gehen. 

Das Problem ist nur, dass ich immer weniger sicher bin, ob die Serie wirklich in trockenen Tüchern ist.