#rosaliiewiilson

[eatshipsters-blog]

❛ I can’t believe you slept on my porch all night. ❜

“You seem mighty fucking surprised considering you were the one who locked the door.” He jumped up so he was standing in front of her. “I told you i’d stay out here until you let me back in and I fucking did didn’t I? I’m a man of my word”

[motheriing]

@rosaliiewiilson liked for a lyric based starter!

( song )

It wasn’t every night that the vampire held company that would remain in her home, sleeping with her in the weakest moments that a vampire held. With a loud bang, the pictures on the wall shaking and rattling, her back hit against the hallway wall as the dark haired stranger, a vampire like herself, pressed his lips against her own while his hands busied themselves beneath her blouse.

But it was only a moment’s pause in movement that Lisa had come to the realization that they hadn’t been alone. With a turn to see her human pet, Lisa would have blushed if she had the capacity.

❝ Shouldn’t you be asleep? ❞

[officxrfrixndly-archived-blog]

“I like your taste in music.”

Accepting | Misc. sentence starters

          ------ “Is... is that sarcasm?”

[xkeepxonxsurvivingx-a]

@rosaliiewiilson liked for a starter

“What are you doing out here?” 

[riskxyourlife]

@rosaliiewiilson

Nick had lost himself miles back, mentally becoming one with the horde of dead that he walked among. Covered in the blood of one of them, he used their company as protection. None of them lunged for him, or snapped at him. He was camouflaged both from them and any other survivors that may come his way. No one ever messed with a group this size... until someone did. Nick understood that his appearance was deceiving, his lethargic body and blood coated skin certainly made him look like one of them. Nick jumped back, but not before his hand caught the arm of the human cutting through the crowd, her blade headed straight for him. “I’m- jesus... I’m not dead!” He pried the weapon from her grip, using it against one of the walkers he had just been walking with.

[lastprcttygirl-blog]

🐤

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@rosaliiewiilson.

[cobblerqueen-blog]

@alwaysasurvivor & @rosaliiewiilson

“Well,it could be worse.”

[salvadorshijo-blog]

“Please, the only dates you get are on a calendar.” (this can be for her savior verse if you want!)

“That’s because I skip the dating part, i’d rather just have a good talk in the bedroom, some girls love to talk all night”

[flowersforaghcst-blog]

@rosaliiewiilson liked. cuz she is the bae

It was the dead of night and Lizzie was filled to the brim with energy. She never could sleep that much anyway so getting out of bed and sneaking out the building was easy as everyone else was getting some shut-eye. Nobody else was out on the streets except for a few people on watch whom she found easy to avoid. 

She had been making her way to a section of the wall that wasn’t guarded -- she had been going there for a few nights now, climbing up and enjoying the view -- when a hand on her bicep pulled her to a stop and she let out a startled squeak  before looking up and seeing who it was. “Rosalie?” 

[thelasttiger]

@rosaliiewiilson

The tiger padded over slowly, Rosalie’s pain was so obvious; her entire aura calling out in agony, but no one knew how to comfort her. The woman had lost so much in such a short amount of time, how do you help someone through such a tragedy? 

Shiva made a small sound, nuzzling against the other gently. She wasn’t sure how to comfort Rosalie properly, but she would do what she could. No one should be alone when hurting so much. 

[thcsnipcr-a-blog]

@rosaliiewiilson

          “HI, HORSIE.” IT had been quite a while since Riley had seen any kind of domesticated animal; dogs and cats seemed too skittish around people now to make themselves known, and of course smaller animals such as birds and rodents were going to be even harder to find. The only animals he’d been able to see where the game he hunted from time to time if he was low on supplies, and smaller creatures such as raccoons and foxes that would leave him alone if he left them alone.

          SO A HORSE? This was thrilling for him. He hadn’t had much interaction with horses before, since there were no farms or stables close to where he lived before, and he surely hadn’t seen many after the start of the apocalypse, but he judged this one to be a reasonably calm horse. It was letting him pet its snout, at least, which was enjoyable.

          “YOUR OWNER’S AROUND here somewhere, aren’t they? I’ll skedaddle soon, then- but you’re a sweet thing, aren’t you? I don’t have anything for you, I’m sorry. I haven’t seen any fruit or vegetables in ages, or sugar for that matter. I hope you like nose pets. Do you like nose pets? I think you do.”

[deadsurvivor-archived-blog]

“Lollipops. Ought to be called cavities on a stick!” (for carl!)

“Excuse me? Lollipops are amazing! Who cares about cavities!” Carl exclaimed. “We have way more important things to worry about, like, uh zombies. So let me enjoy my candy!” Carl added, crossing his arms he walks away. 

[motheriing]

“Fan Favorite”

foxxy’s fan casting // accepting // @rosaliiewiilson

Emilie de Ravin

[officxrfrixndly-archived-blog]

“Where did this blood come from?”

Accepting | ‘Blood’ sentence starters

           Rick’s gaze travelled down to take a look at the mess Jadis’ bullet had caused. His shirt was soaked in dark crimson fluid and he could feel the warmth spreading down his leg as well. “I-I’ll be fine.” he muttered, trying uselessly to hide the pain in his voice. “ ‘m glad you people decided to join us.”

[idontkillorphans]

(for the Disney thing) I gotta say Sleipnir is a lot like Flynn Ryder!

He hummed softly. “...I don’t see it.”

[riskxyourlife]

@rosaliiewiilson

Eyes half lidded, staggering through the snow ladened college campus, Nick’s shoulders bumped into students returning to the dorms from classes at the same time he was just waking up. The evening sun made his eyes burn, his clothes were two days beyond what most people would consider filthy, and he was still high from the night before. His shoulder impacted that of another once again, but this time more forcefully than those prior. The shift in momentum sent him sprawling to the ground, the snow seeping into his clothing. It was probably the cleanest they would be anytime soon. “Shit. Uh. Shit, sorry.”