#i dont know how to draw aj

[amazingwhat]

i just want to draw pleck allll daayy

[horsedivorced]

its them. its those guys you’ve heard of.

[faithdragon36]

I just need everyone to know what just happened to me please. I was playing ajpw admiring my speedily approved masterpiece took some screenshots of it yk whatever just hanging out. Left to play some minigames, come back, AND ITS GOT SOMEONE ELSES USERNAME ON IT. so naturally I immediately take a screenshot to be like “yo wtf is this” and it slowly dawns on me that I may need to send an email to ajhq with these screenshots as proof to get it fixed.

So I go to their website which does NOT have a support email listed on it ANYWHERE that I could find btw. Terrible design. Good graphics but bad UX since I was kind of freaking out (hate sending emails) anyway their only method to get in touch was. Their ingame help menu buried in the settings. And I wanted to give them a formal and detailed explanation but it turns out the amount of information you can include in your bug report is about the length of your average tweet.

AGAIN. HORRIBLE DESIGN. AND THEY MADE ME SOLVE A MULTIPLICATION PROBLEM TO ACCESS THAT SO CLEARLY IT IS FOR PEOPLE OLDER THAN EIGHT YEARS OLD AND SHOULD MAYBE HAVE A LITTLE MORE WRITING ROOM. But I digress. I tell them the problem, give them my email, send the bug report, and turn to gaze forlornly upon my poor miscredited art….. only to see that IT FIXED ITSELF WHILE I WAS WRITING THE REPORT.

I still have the screenshots, and I DO think that whatever caused that bug NEEDS to be fixed because if it could happen to me for five minutes it could probably happen to someone else for five months without them knowing since you can trade art around and just lose track of it

But also the part of this that irritates me the most and makes me honestly unsure if it was unlucky coincidence, human error, or a well-intentioned move from someone behind the scenes was that the person whose name was put on my art. Had a passingly similar art style to me. Like, you could look at my picture and one of theirs and go “idk, maybe this was the same person a couple of months apart,” because their pictures were fan art and what im going to call still lifes. And the one I made was a scene with an OC.

So like… did someone at ajhq fuck up? Was it just a weird visual bug? Was it just for me, or was there an error on the ajpw servers that would make this person’s name display for anyone who viewed the art while the glitch was active? I don’t know and I don’t have the ability to find out bc I’m just one person and none of my friends actively play ajpw so I couldn’t hit someone up to come see if it showed on their screen too.

I just really hope that whatever caused the whole thing gets patched tbh. Stress inducing, not fun, could cause a lot of problems for artists if left unchecked.

[foptbw]

Timmy: Sorry the art isn't betterrr I just... wasn't feeling that sparkly and draw-y. It means lots to know there are other people like me! I haven't met anyone else who has similar struggles to me. And lots and lots of people have been mean to me bout being the way I am. But.... I am not not not not not not NOT like Crocker! I'm not! I would never ever ever ever hurt a kid. I don't try to talk tah the neighbors when shes around cuz I don't wanna bother her or scare her. I dont dislike her for her existence. I'm jealous of her. I don't like her because she's everything I'm not. And thats prolly why the Odd Neighbors like her and hate me. Maybe if I WAS willing to talk to them when she was around they'd be less nervous about talking with me.... I do try to talk to them when they are alone. Maybe they are nervous about meeting me alone. Kinda like how I don't like meeting new neighbors without Chester or AJ cuz new people make me nervous cuz people tend to be mean to me when Chester or AJ aren't around. Cuz they think i'm ah freak or that Imma do something to kids.... I'll try to talk to them when the Wells Girl is around. But, I won't be like Crocker! I won't! I have been avoiding trying that way cuz I duh wanna make her feel nervous or scared like Crocker made me feel. Buh I'll try my best to make sure she knows I'm friendly and I just wanna meet the neighbors she has befriended cuz I wanna get tah know them more. Thank you for the kind words and letting me know dat there are others who feel similar to me!

[punkitt-is-here]

Hey, I saw a post claiming you ship AJ and Pinkie together despite that they’re related I guess? It would be nice if you could clear that up if it’s just a misunderstanding.

HKGLSJFHJLHGHJKFHKGS OKAY SO THATS REALLY FUNNY.

it was for a post where i made a joke about the crew round robin dating before twilight showed up AND if you'll notice: it is not colored. i color nearly all of my horse drawings before i send them out. this was because i had 15 minutes to get this made before i had an event i couldnt miss but i wanted to get the idea out, so I doodled it up real quick. the characters are also fucking copypasted

So the reason is ONE i wanted fluttershy and rainbow to be next to each other and i ALSO wanted to have AJ and RD next to each other and then since i literally had, once again, 15 minutes, i didnt think about putting pinkie and rarity in the positions they were.

reason 2: i forgor. the moral of that episode was that it didnt matter if they were related by blood, AJ accepts pinkie all the same. so i just assumed in my head it didnt matter and they werent related, and even if its some great great x45 grandfather relation that would be a cousin so far removed it wouldnt even matter. when i made this image i completely forgot it was ambiguous if they were related or not and i had forgot the episode existed by the time i posted it. oops oh well!

3. that post probably got made because people on twitter are mad at me and looking for other reasons to justify it aside from me supporting just being chill with queer identity. i dont know how you could extrapolate that im some sort of incest-crazy pinkie/applejack shipper when i haven't really ever drawn ship content of them (or anyone) in the first place, and especially since round robin format works by everyone competing against everyone so literally it would be all of the 5 before twilight shows up. its silly. its silly!!! i literally meant ntohing of it bc i made it quick and im a dummy and forgot about one of the 80+ episodes that id watched up to that point.

i literally have a sibling who's awesome and i love and the idea of incest SERIOUSLY squicks me out so its fucking wild that someone would even suggest im some sort of proshipper incest artist or whatever. i can guarantee its just people deliberately looking for ways to make them more uncomfortable with me so they can justify what they're doing more. i think its very bizarre!

[spacedlexi]

how do you improve on capturing the essences of characters in fanart? like your twdg fanart looks SO good. but when i try to draw fanart of the characters i end up with something that looks nothing like them. any advice?

hmmmm ive never articulated this so hopefully i can answer this well enough

most importantly i did studies of them. and by studying i mean really paying attention to and breaking down the shapes AND proportions of their faces. both are equally important to capturing someones likeness. its why i did this lineup. just really breaking them down

ask yourself what features make this character identifiable. what makes them look like Them? aside from their shapes, its usually in the proportions of features relative to each other (size of chin/distance of eyes/width and height of nose/features relative to the size of the face/stuff like that). knowing proportion rules will help you here (distance between eyes=one eye length=width of nose. corners of mouth line up between inner and center of eyes. ear length between bottom of nose and center/tops of eyes (theres a lot of rules but these are the ones i consider most)). even if a character has close features they will still averagely be in proportion to each other and same goes for a character with wide features. let the rules guide your eye

when i draw a character i usually start by drawing the shape of the head First (i also do this when doing regular portrait studies). then add the features. it helps to keep things in proportion when you know your boundaries

when i break down the shape of the head i pay attention to these areas: forehead to cheekbones, cheekbones to jaw, jaw to chin. also cheekbones to upper lip if im drawing them from an angle. is their structure rounder and softer or harder and angular? a wide jaw or a small one? wide chin small chin? lower cheekbones higher cheekbones/general prominence? long head or short head?

then i worry about the features themselves. aside from using rules to plot them, this is where shape become important again in capturing their likeness. clem and aj both have larger eyes but weighted differently (clem rounder on the outside. aj rounder on the inside). louis' are more almond shaped. violets more hooded. are the eyebrows thinner or thicker? do they have shape? (clems have a triangulation to them (specifically S1-3) but violets are more simple lines. louis' are thicker and taper off. aj's are pretty small and not too thick). shape of the nose? shape of the mouth? the lips? are they fuller or thinner? wide? pout?

another thing for likeness when drawing characters like.. Actually Living is to consider what emotions drive their reactions/expressions. characters express feelings differently. how does this character express anger? sadness? happiness? are they more open with their feelings or reserved? are they unimpressed? do they get shy? what embarrasses them? what excites them? are they mischievous or more serious? its about the overall behavior of the character and the cumulative average of their emotional reactions to create a sort of baseline to work from (does this make sense? 😭)

UUHHH.. im sure theres more i could say but thats the gist of it. just takes time and practice. use references!! dont be afraid to trace them either if youre stumped itll help 💕

[brutalitybunny]

you are a fantastic blog and also THANK YOU for making me genuinely excited about playing SoJ and DD.. they get so much flack and i was worried it wouldnt be as enjoyable anymore. im nearly finished with AJ and SO worried about 5 and 6. but you have eased my fears and have made me love the characters before i knew what hit me!! datz. dhurke. amara. yuta. i dont know wtf their deal is but i am HAPPY and JOYOUS and EXCITED

in short -

your art is fantastic and so so so funny…and you shed light on SoJ and i love that thank you thank y

AWAUUUUUU YAAAAYYYYYY..... u have no idea how happy it makes me to hear this...!!! like half my reason for drawing so much soj is to show off just how fun i think the game and its characters can be all i want is for ppl to give those games a chance with an open heart, so if you're excited to meet the new characters they have to offer, i did my job!!! yippee!!

i hope u have so much fun when you get around to playing them!!! despite the flack they get, there's a ton of people who love those games dearly :3 so even if they don't end up being your most favoritest games out of the series, im sure you'll enjoy them just cause it's more ace attorney!!

though soj IS the best game bc it has datz in it

[soulstaleask]

Ok question time!

clover: just wanna say, you'll get used to us other clovers eventually.

Frisk: as much as I assume you don't, how do you swing your stick when using it as a weapon

chara: are you from this AU? You look like a storyshift chara.

gianni: where does the name come from?

naomi: what's the deal with axis, he didn't want to do what he did, have you talked to him?

molly: what's in the book?

AJ: when fighting monsters, why don't you just punch the magic?

saqui: I don't have a question, sorry, here's 100 pounds worth of cooking supplies

vessel: *gives a switch*

Everyone:

do humans possess magic in this world? I know clover probably does have the justice magic, like most clovers do, and frisk and/or chara can load?

But other than that it would be interesting to learn,most people assume kindness has barriers, and patience has time magic, and that's how it works in tons of AU, but It could be different here.

Also, if other clover ever wants magic help, I'm around!

(Mod: sorry for all the asks)

Hope yall do well!

(i dont have the motivation to draw shit 4 ALL OF THAT😥 -$)

"Why is that something I have to 'get used to,' though?" -💛

("If I were to attack? Slashing.") -❤️

"Howdy! I'm from this particular universe, but not from the timeline, if that makes sense? There's another version of me running around." -❤️

"Shortening of Giovanni. My old boss called me it, so I decided to use it as a name." -🩵

“Axis? Um, well, no, I haven’t talked to him in quite a while! I hope I can talk to him and make it up to him, though!” -💙

"Here, take a look." *There's a drawing of a giant middle finger scribbled over an actual drawing.* -💜

"Uhhh, I don't know magic?" -🧡

"Thank you! I wonder what I should cook first..." -💚

"grm.. :)" -🩶

(hey spencer here to explain this weve decided that its like deltarune where its a seperate ability FROM uh like magic yk but yea they all kinda have an ability n shit ill drop their abilities frfr -$)

Frisk & Chara (Determination): Saving/Loading

Alex (Bravery): Charge

Clover (Justice): Known as the [Big Shot] or Justice Blast

Saqui (Kindness): Defense (Takes little/less damage)

Gianni (Patience): Casts a blue attack

Naomi (Integrity): Jump (Dodge)

Molly (Perseverance): Restrict enemy movement (Reference to PURPLE SOUL mode)

[gaysonlyocean]

hi i just woke up a bit ago

Name: Reaper/AJ/Tide among others

Pronouns: he/it/ro among others

Where you call home: i dont know actually

Favorite animal: big fin squids

Favorite cereal: crunchy nut

Visual/Audio/Kinesthetic learner: i dont know sobs

First Pet: lil albino dwarf hamster called crystal

Favorite scent: stew

Do I believe in astrology: i like it but i dont really believe in it? like ill make silly jokes about things but really for me its just a thing about having something to say i was born and isnt that cool

How many Spotify playlists: im not fucking counting them

Sharpies or Highlighters: oh sharpies

Song that makes you cry: i dont have one i dont really get like that sorry

Song that makes you happy: uhhhh rn is overthrone by longestsoloever cause im fucking insane

Do you draw/create: yes but not as much as i want

anyone can do this!!!

you know what? i'm actually gonna do a tag game this time!

tagged by @shadowoffandoms!!!

Name: Hiro!

Pronouns: they/he/she for now!! (aka any)

Where you call home: my bed HEHEHEHE

Favorite animal: raccoons, foxes, and monkeys!

Favorite cereal: s'mores cereal

Are you a visual, audio or kinesthetic learner: if that test i took in school 2 years ago still applies, then all 3!

First pet: theres WAYYYY too many pets i've had, although the ones i know were REALLY old were Shake, Rubin, and Oreo!

Favorite scent: UMMMMM i know i dont like the smell of cities all that much, so i guess my favorite would be the foreset or a lake!

Do you believe in astrology: I mean, maybe???? not really, although ill fully support anyone else who does believe it!

How many playlists do you have on Spotify/Apple music: i think like... 65??? i dont really use them though, i just listen to my liked songs playlist LDSNFKLJF

sharpies or highlighters: HIGHLIGHTERSS!!! i love bright colors

A song that makes you cry: Practically any cavetown song!! a lot of them are just really comforting to me, but the one that tends to hit the closest to home is probably the song empty bed!!

A song that makes you happy: I have lots of songs that make me happy, and a lot of them give off an insane vibe because im super normal, and they are -Hole Dwelling by Kikuo -Anytime You Smile by JT Music -Vampire Culture by Will Wood -Let's go to heaven! By Kikuo (again) -Snail by Cavetown (again)

Do you write/draw/create: yes! Yes i think!!! mostly draw though HEHEHE okay uhhuhfuah @karineverse @inka-boi @starswirly @mythicalmagical-monkeyman @birdinabowl @beanyboi173 @charlieswanismydad AND ANYONE ELSE WHO WANTS TO

[aajae]

removed panel from memory of red

[extrasentient]

cartoon pony 4 da soul

[aj-2884]

An image of AJ with a bunch of stickers on his helmet/armor appeared in my mind earlier and I cannot stop thinking abt it

[tezzbot]

appledash headcanons? i need more of them in my life tbh </3 [also i love the way you draw ponies,,, they're just so,,,, shaped and cool,,,]

i have been thinking a lot about dash moving in with the apples a lot recently, like her getting accustomed to their little traditions and like trying to like find her place in the household n stuff, maybe confiding in sugarbelle since this was a process shes already been through getting used to living w the apples?

i just like to imagine little domestic scenes like at night when its dark and theyre all in like. the living room or whatever just sitting together chatting, telling stories n jokes and stuff n its all cozy and warm, maybe the couples cuddled up on the couches, granny knitting or smth in Her Chair, and in the mornings when everyones getting up its like they all have to figure out how to weave in and out of each others way cus like, adding sb and rd to the house its more crowded than its been in decades and it ends up looking like some kind of weird dance up and down the stairs on the landing and in the kitchen lol

i also like to imagine they have a little like firepit maybe a little bit in the orchard behind the house and if they sit out there long enough it starts feeling like an at home camping trip... if youve ever been sat outside though sundown around fire you know the feeling qwq.. maybe aj brings out an instrument of hers and gives little personal apple chord performances or they do a little family singsong w tunes that have been passed down through generations apple to apple or she just mindlessly like lightly plays it giving a little bit of bg music

and then eventually, after getting used to her living there, when dash has to leave for however long for wonderbolts excursions her absence is absolutely felt, maybe the house is slightly quieter without her rowdy ass hovering around jokingly whining about all the work she has to do now lmao

and oh man having rds parents over for dinner or something would be a laugh and a half for fuckin sure omg everyone just swapping stories embarassing each other like families are supposed to do

i feel like dash would be good helping bring in the harvests, i dont think shed buck i dont think pegasi are built for that lol shed probably just fly from tree to tree and just shimmy and shake the apples down, i feel like sugarbelle would like help w the finances n stuff and do little bake sales in the ponyville market from time to time or maybe the cmcs take her stuff to the schools to help w funds to keep the farm going, though i think dash's celebrity paycheck would help cover anything that keeps them out of the red :P

god can you imagine how excited dash and aj would be to hear that theyre going to be aunts to big mac and sugarbelles foal,,, i feel like theyd be like omg congrats thats so cool :)!! but like in private theyre like OH MYG OD WE ARE GOING TO BE THE BEST AUNTS EVER IN THE WORLD fghgjgkhfhfg

ANYWAY sorry this got long and was more abt the apples as a unit rather than just appledash lmao i just have a lot of feelings about domestic shit it makes me so so so soft<3<3

and thank you so much!!! i love drawing the horses :P

[spacedlexi]

I dont know if you've been asked this before, but what determinant scars does your Clementine (in your art pieces) usually have? I see the one on the cheek often but I forget how that happens.

i draw clem with the wellington scar (cheek) because its the most easily/consistently visible of her determinate scars/tattoo. the scar is due to a bullet grazing her cheek while fleeing with aj. i think its a pretty sickass scar ngl my girl survived a shot to the face

i would draw her with multiple of her scars if i could (i Can. but it would piss me off so i dont). when i play i'll take either alone route depending on mood (wellington = good alone, alone = bad alone 💀)(i need my clems to be some flavor of Alone). i like her missing finger but since im not always drawing her hands its not as visible as the one on her face. i also like the aj tattoo i used to draw her with that more but finally settled on the cheek scar instead

[ajbwasntwriting]

Daughter!Reader X Negan, Reader x Daryl: Chapter 7. Home Sweet Home

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The quest for relevant gifs continue as we begin this chapter with a cheeky little flashback. Hope you all had a happy end of 2020 and may all your 2021 goals come to fruition.

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The school bell rang. All the kids packed up their things and got into a line to walk out the school to their parents. You were told to always take the back of the line, that way when all the other kids walked out the door to meet their parents, you could break off and run down to the teacher’s cafeteria. You’d stand outside the door and fifteen minutes later your father would arrive, usually with another two teachers in tow. Everyday you’d see him round the corner then drop your bag and sprint your little legs down to him. He’d pick you up in his arms and place a big kiss on your cheek.

“How was your day princess? Did you give Janet a hard time?” he’d ask, to which you’d always shake your head no. He’d smile at you before placing you back on the ground, then you’d run back to your bag and your father would bring you back to his classroom where he taught other kids. He’d correct work for a bit while you did your homework, usually at a desk far too big for you but it was still easier then the kitchen table.

After you had finished your homework your father would let you pull out pencils and paper and draw until either he had finished his corrections or it was time to go. It was 1985 and you were strapped into the backseat of your father’s car with ‘Out Of Touch’ on the radio. You were six years old and living the high life in the back of your daddy’s car on the way to your suburban house where your mom was cooking pasta for dinner after a long-shift at 7/11.

You woke up when the light hit your eyes, stirring you from the peaceful childhood dream of speeding down the country rode while The Bangles sang out. You were lying on a hard bed in what looked like a med-bay made out of an office. Realisationed hit you like a truck that this was the Sanctuary and you shot up, immediately regretting it when everything started to hurt.

“Woah Woah, easy.” A man chided as he jumped to your side, grabbing you by the shoulders to stop you from getting out of the bed. You yelled at him to get off you as you swung at him, sending him backwards. In a moment another two were on you, a man and a woman.

“Tie her before she pulls out her IV!” the woman yelled. The first man stood up and began strapping you in using broad leather straps while the other two put their weight on you.

You struggled as best you could, still exhausted and something heavy on your leg. “Let. me. Out!” you yelled as you pushed against the bonds.

“Get Daryl” one of the women commanded, the second man running out. “Try not to pull that IV out. We can’t patch you up if you do.” she commented, walking around to tend to the man you punched. At this angle you could see the four barred tattoos on her neck. You recognised her, but it seemed she didn’t recognise you. Or at least wasn’t saying anything.

“What are you gonna do to me?” you asked, trying to hide your fear. The man glared at you from where he sat on another hospital bed, his eye turning bruised.

“Nothing.” The woman commented. “Bosses orders” the man scoffed at that, earning a slap to his chest by the woman.

“What? You actually think Daryl is the boss. Negan had him putting dead ones on the fence! He should still be doing that!” the woman punched him in the chest

“Knock it off,” she chided “Unless you wanna get punished”

“He doesn’t do that shit” the man grumbled.

“Do you wanna be the reason he starts doing it?” You couldn’t help but laugh. Maybe it was your nerves at the situation but their banter was completely unexpected. She turned around and looked at your tied down giggling figure. “What’s so funny!?”

“You sound like his mom” you turned your head to look at them as you spoke, a smile on your face.

“She bitches like the old hag too” the man chirped, earning a more playful slap from the woman. This was good, the tension was being lifted if only slightly.

“Sorry for punching you. New surroundings, ya know.” you piped up, hoping to take advantage of the tension drop.

“Yea well, you're not getting out of those belts” the man retorted, nodding towards the binds

“That’s fair” you sigh. Looks like you’ll need a new plan. Maybe some info, but you’d have to give a little to get a little “So are you gonna kill me? Like your friends tried to”

“What you mean?” The man asked

“Couple of people broke into my safe house, said they were saviours and they were gonna kill me to save their friends.” you stared at the ceiling, trying to feign complete helplessness. “Are you with them?”

“No, but-” the woman shushed him again, but that did nothing to deter the man. “We used to be, then a war happened and our boss got locked up and they put an outsider in to look over us”

‘Locked up?’ you thought ‘so he’s not dead.’ you bit your tongue to contain your happiness. “I can’t say I’m sorry” you said after a beat, “So...I’m gonna live?” you looked at them with intentionally wide eyes. The woman looked pissed, but she nodded. You breathed a sigh of relief and closed your eyes. A beat or two later the man returned with Daryl and a grey-hair woman in tow.

“Get those off her!” Daryl ordered.

“It’s okay” you interjected. “I punched your friend there. Kinda earned this”

“Nah” the first man perked up “If I had been jumped then woke up in a strange place I’d have acted out too,” he moved over and started opening the belts, Daryl working on the others. You slowly pulled yourself up, Daryl jumping to your side to help you into a sitting position.

“You alright?” Daryl asked. You looked over now realising your palms were bandaged and your leg was in a splint. You reached up to your aching head and felt a bandage with your fingers.

“I’ve been better” you spoke low, still in a great deal of pain.

“What happened?” the grey haired woman asked. You spun a story of a bunch of people claiming to be saviours who entered your apartment with the plan of ambushing and killing Daryl, how you burned down the apartment and jumped out the window for your escape. The grey haired woman listened to you with growing worry on her face. “Did you kill them all?” she pushed

“I don’t know.” you admitted

“What do you mean you dont know!” she snapped

“Carol-” Daryl started

“No, if there’s people out there claiming to be saviours and hurting people then we’re gonna look bad in front of the other settlements.” Carol snapped back.

“She’s right,” the messenger added. “We’ll have to do something.”

“These were our brothers” the punched man spoke out “We can’t just kill them.”

“They didn’t give us a choice” Daryl snapped. “Y/N barely got out alive and she’s been living out there for months. What if they get someone who can’t hold their own!” he went to storm out but you reached out of the bed and grabbed his arm, yelling out in pain at the strain.

“Don’t” you warned, after Daryl and the woman helped you back into the bed. “If they’re still there then they’re barricaded and have significant advantage.”

“Well what do you purpose we do?” Carol asked. Your breath was getting heavy.

“Anybody got a map of DC? And maybe a pencil”

The original messenger boy got you a map and a pen. You marked out where your apartment had been, as well as some buildings that had fallen apart with age. “They said they were watching me, which means they could be in any of these” you marked around the stable buildings that could make for a hide, which was surprisingly few. “This is my hideout in city centre” you said marking the building

“You never mentioned another safe house.” Daryl spoke up, you smirked

“A girl needs her secrets.” you handed the pen to Daryl “What route did you take to my place?” he lined in his route.

“What if they’re farther?” Carol asked.

“They’re not.” you spoke firmly “They were watching me for long enough they knew when Daryl wouldn’t be around which means they made their place comfortable, and I bet a couple of them got injured in the fire, meaning they’re gonna have to lay low and patch themselves up,” You explained. Your body finally gave way and you fell back on the pillows. The woman jumped to your help, telling the others to go. She made you comfortable in the bed, you drifting off to sleep again not long after.

“How’d you know they’re there?” she asked later that evening when you were awake, eating some acorn mush, “How are you sure?”

You could sense she was worried. “I was in the military before all this” you answered. “Our job was to sneak into enemy territory to help our fellow soldiers or civilians. We used to make maps like that, using where our friends got attacked as a central point to where the enemy could be hiding” she nodded as you explained, though still visibly nervous. “They’ll be fine” you tried to reassure her. “If they’re not nearby, they’ll have to get through hordes of walkers before they’ll be somewhere safe. You’re friends will get them”

She seemed to be reassured, If only a little. “You know I’m meant to be looking after you,” she breathed out, a tear sneaking over her cheek. She wiped it away before it could fall. “I’m Laura, by the way”

“I’m Y/N”

The following morning they all returned, with the exception of Daryl. “You were right” Laura informed you. The ‘saviours’ were held up barely a block away and now they were dead.

“Where’s Daryl?” You asked when Carol visited you.

“He took off for Alexandria” Carol replied. “I’m in charge now.”

“Oh” you spoke, clearly disappointed. Carol ordered Laura to leave, putting you on high alert. She pulled up a chair and looked you in the eyes with a dead stare.

“What is your relationship with Daryl?” she asked bluntly. You cocked an eyebrow at her.

“I’m gonna need you to elaborate so I can give you an answer you’d be happy with, Carol.” you replied helpless from the bed. She knew you couldn’t run, yet she was putting on this show of bravado? She seemed to accept your request though.

“Up until three days ago we didn’t know Daryl had a secret lady hiding in the city. We want to make sure Daryl isn’t keeping secrets that can hurt us.” she spoke a little more relaxed now, but still direct. She reminded you of your mother in a way, whenever she noticed a cookie was missing, or later in life, her vodka had been replaced with water.

“So Rick, Carl, or Tara hadn’t mentioned me either?” those names spurred on some recognition. “Guess not” you sighed, thinking on how to break to this woman you had tried to kill two of her friends. You came to the conclusion that you shouldn’t. “I traded with Carl and Rick for some medical supplies. Few months later Tara, Rick, and Daryl stumbled into my area needing help so I did. Daryl’s been trading with me since.”

“What kind of trade?” she pushed.

“Food,” you answered. “He’s been feeding me, in return I’ve been getting him stuff. Blankets, bandages, jeans, kid’s shit like bottles, and toys-”

“And raincoats with little butterflies on it?” Carol interrupted you. You nodded and whispered a ‘yeah’ under your breath. “I have a niece called Judith. She’s trying to name all the butterflies.” she spoke lovingly of the child and you couldn’t help but smile at the thought of a small girl pointing at water-proof butterflies giving them cute names. She probably gave them different names every time she listed them.

The smile faded as you remembered the world isn’t that simple anymore. “So what now?” you asked.

“You’ll stay here” Carol ordered. “You’ll do your part, whatever way you can.”

You nodded in agreement “I know this might be a big ask considering we just met but,” you began, taking a big breath to try and stave off the tiredness, “Could I help here? In the hospital. I was a combat medic before this so it’s probably the best way I can help.”

And it could be a great way to weed out who knows who you are and threaten them into keeping their mouth shut, or even shutting it for them.

Your request was granted, under the watchful eye of Laura, and so began your new life at The Sanctuary.

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[theoretically-bri]

Hi y’all 💕 Here’s my first fic on my new blog! This is simply a short scene of how I think The Scene should have gone in episode 5 lol

Let me know if I need to tag anything else, fic will be under the cut just for potential spoilers 💕 dont Wanna risk anything, even just from rewriting a scene

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The muffled sound of laughter roused Bucky to wake.

He didn’t move at first, just slowly opening his eyes.

The first thing he realized was how...at peace he felt.

Other than the kids obviously messing around outside the room, there was silence. Silence in the room, silence in his head.

No nightmares.

Bucky couldn’t help the involuntary soft laugh that pulled itself from his throat. A smile tugged at his lips as he soaked in the feeling.

For the first time in years, there was no nightmare. He’d slept well.

As he slowly sat up, his eyes lingered on spots around the room.

First he saw a framed picture of a younger Sarah and Sam and two older people. The man had the same kind eyes and the woman held the same charming smile that the kids did. Must have been their parents.

Then there was a dent in one wall, he wondered how it had gotten there.

There was also a drawing taped to the wall, likely a gift from one of the nephews. Which brought Bucky back to the reason he’d woken up in the first place.

He rubbed his own back gently as he stood, humming as his feet hit the floor. The surface was cold, shocking him slightly. But he was no stranger to cold, so he didn’t outwardly react. Just kept walking towards the door.

As soon as he turned the handle and swung the door open, he heard two small gasps.

“Put it back,” Cass hissed to his brother, halting their play. “Hurry!”

AJ was distracted at the sight of Bucky before hastily putting the shield back in the case on the floor. It was left unzipped, the red metal gleaming in the soft light where it peeked out.

Bucky waved slightly, cracking a slight smile as he watched them. “Hey.”

The younger boy watched him curiously, crossing his arms. “...why were you in Uncle Sam’s room?”