#twd/twdg

[cl0udy-wolf]

a second chance meeting

aka: jacob and glenn meet again after tragedy.

(yes- the title is based off FFVII: Remake (aerith and cloud's meetings)...i gotta relate everything back to FFVII it's one of my favorite games lmao.)

tws?: child death, zombie apocalypse, angst and some comfort- read with caution. also, it's a songfic technically, the song being No Promises to Keep, from FFVII: REBIRTH, written by Nobuo Uematsu, sung by Loren Allred. lyrics are in italics.

and, just to clarify, this is before the events of the show/before canon.

Keeping a tight grip on his arm, Jacob sprinted through the forest, trying his best to weave in and out of the bushes and trees in his way. His heartbeat thumped in his ears and a seething pain grew from the wound in his upper arm. He heard shouting not far behind him and knew he had to keep running despite his knees threatening to buckle underneath him.

He couldn't tell how long he had been running for. The panic in his chest still wouldn't settle, and constantly glancing behind him didn't help either. Before he knew it he was stumbling to the dirt and spitting out a mouthful of grass. He landed on his injured arm, the impact sending another wave of pain through his body. He let out a soft cry and tears pricked his eyes.

When he rose to his feet, Jacob slowed his gait to a trudge, exhausted, and kept on the same path. He didn't know where he was going. Just away.

And then he found himself in a large camp. He stopped dead in his tracks and stared back at the people who had paused their daily chores to wonder who had just found them hidden away in the woods.

There was a group of children sitting in the grass with some toys, adults circling a meal being prepared, and others around the tents and the large RV. Young and old gathered here. 

Jacob's mind went blank. His gaze traveled across each face looking back at him with mixes of fear, confusion, and concern. He almost forgot about his wound trying to figure out what to do or say. He didn't want to come off as a threat.

Then, an older man approached him, his expression shifting into worry as he saw Jacob's bloody sleeve. He placed a hand on Jacob's shoulder and turned him slightly to get a better look.

"Are you alright, son?" The man asked. 

Jacob's lips parted as if he were to speak, but nothing came out. His throat was dry and he was still catching his breath. He shook his head.

He mumbled, "No. My arm..."

He extended his arm toward the man, revealing the dirty, bloody bullet hole in his arm. The man raised his eyebrows in shock when he realized what he was dealing with and he called another over.

"Dale, who the hell is this?" The other asked.

Dale didn't answer the question, but instead demanded, "We need to help him. Look at his arm, Shane, he's been attacked."

Shane gave Jacob a once over. He looked like any other survivor, maybe a little stronger, with ripped jeans and messy curls. His dark circles were noticeable, not like it wasn't an uncommon trait of those who had made it this far.

"Tell us what happened," Shane said.

Jacob peered at the ground as he tried to recall the events that led him here. His thoughts were still scattered like puzzle pieces and he had a hard time putting them back together.

"I..."

Suddenly, a shout drew the attention of the men and they turned sharply to the left.

'I won't say that it was fate,'

"Jacob!"

"Glenn?!"

'I won't say that it was destiny.'

Jacob thought for sure he was seeing things. Or hearing things. He thought this couldn't be real. But he forced himself to find out for himself.

Jacob ran towards Glenn and met him in the middle. He pulled him into a tight, unbreakable embrace, keeping a firm grip on his shirt as if to keep him in place. As if to keep him safe, right there with him.

His entire body shaking, Jacob still found the strength to cling to Glenn, just like how Glenn was clinging to him. Like a lifeline. 

'But if not what could it be?'

'That drew you towards me?'

Jacob quickly realized it wasn't a dream. Here he was, holding Glenn, his Glenn, in his arms after thinking he was dead or turned or worse for weeks. Hearing Glenn's voice was like a bullet to the heart. It was shock, in the best way possible. 

'Could it be chance?'

"Jacob," Glenn breathed, "It's really you, thank god..."

His voice broke and instead of fighting, he let his tears fall. 

"I thought you-"

"Me, too," Jacob whispered. He buried his face in Glenn's shoulder as the weight of everything suddenly caused him to sob. 

Running from bandits in the woods that chased him for miles left him unable to realize the horrifying reality that he was now living in.

"Where's Summer?" 

Glenn's question made Jacob break. 

Like a switch being flipped on, the scene of Jacob's younger sister being trampled and torn apart by walkers while her screams pierced the air like the song of death, blood spewing and spraying on the grass and into the air, coating the walkers' rotting faces, forcefully entered his mind, as fresh as he saw it when it happened about an hour prior.

A loud wail escaped Jacob's mouth and he grabbed onto Glenn's shirt again, like he was afraid, like couldn't bear the thought of letting go. Glenn held him up and took his weight. He was in shock, but he tried not to let it take over. 

"I know," Glenn murmured, "I know." 

'Til the day, that we meet again, where or when, I wish I could say.

'But believe, know that you'll find me.'

Sitting by the fire, Jacob stared into the flames, lost in thought. The only thing that kept him in reality was the feeling of resting against Glenn's shoulder, and the gentle sensation of Glenn's hand stroking his arm slowly. 

His tears had dried but the memory still plagued his mind, over and over, like a flashblub. 

Jacob was sure his life was over when the virus broke out. First, it was his parents, so he packed his things and took Summer to his high school. He recalled not being able to shake the thought of Glenn being in danger.

Then, it was his teacher. Then, his other classmates. Even Thompson, who had been a dick up until then. Jacob couldn't help but feel sorry for him. 

The aftermath left Jacob and Summer by themselves, and no matter how hard Jacob tried, he couldn't keep Summer from witnessing things no one should have to see.

They were lost, alone, forsaken. 

'Promises to keep'

And yet Jacob still held on to hope. Not only because of his little sister and the bright smile he so desperately wanted to return to her gentle face-

'We won't ever need'

-but because he held on to the thought that someone was out there waiting for him.

'Til the day, that we meet again, at our place,'

When he peered up at Glenn, Jacob thought about how he spent so much time trying to find him. He went to his house, to the places they frequented...anywhere. Everywhere.

'Just let me believe in the chance'

He tried so hard to believe that Glenn was alive and safe despite the people around him telling him to give up. To get to the coast, get on a boat and leave the walkers behind. 

But Summer got seasick, and Jacob knew there had to be something else out there. His priority was to protect Summer, but they couldn't just run away.

'Know that you'll take my hand'

And now he was here. 

About a dozen people he knew had died in front of him. In front of his sister.

And then, it was Summer's turn.

Jacob was waiting for his. But here he was, warm by the fire, scarred but alive.

Bullet hole in his arm-

'And never let me go'

- but alive.

'Take my hand'

After everything, he found himself next to the man he had been searching for, for so long. Of course, he knew there was more to come. 

So much more.

But the strength to protect what mattered returned to Jacob's heart. He wanted to stay by Glenn's side and protect him with everything he had. It was like a flame lit in his heart. 

They had been separated once, and he was determined to not let it happen again.

'And believe we can be'

And Jacob wanted Glenn to believe the same thing. 

He knew Glenn was scared- everyone was. For good reason. Jacob was scared, too.

But he thought- or maybe he knew- that every time, they'd be reunited once more.

'Together, еvermore'.

Glenn peered down at Jacob's face, watching as his tension seemed to (mostly) melt away, for now, probably. He gently brushed away the loose strands of hair covering his face. The action drew a soft smile from Jacob. Something about how Glenn held his gaze, with a hint of affection, with a hint of something else...

They both wanted to hold onto that feeling forever.

But for now, there were no words to be said. Instead, they sat in comfortable silence as they gazed into the fire, holding each other close because nothing- nothing, would break them apart.

There were no promises to be kept. Because they didn't need it. 

It was unspoken, but a sentiment they shared in the deepest parts of their hearts. 

[dawndauce]

season 1 clem is so

[queam]

Twdg stuff

[m0sstrx]

a moment of peace

[ozonegrrrl]

i miss drawing her ..

[h3llraz0rr]

I saw this meme and immediately knew I had to redraw it as them 😫

[mashedmangos]

Ive never thought abt a Duck Survives AU before and now im SOBBING just IMAGINE him reuniting w Kenny in s2

HE WOULD LOVE SARITA RIGHT OFF THE BAT CAN YOU IMAGINE HOW KENNY WOULD FEEL SEEING THEM GET ALONG

My heart cant take it im sending you my therapy bill

Hope this helps cover the cost of therapy

[old-cardboard]

clementine >:)

[bowlorass]

Life is road blocks 🚫 -

Pee Everett (1966 - 2003)

[catastro-ophe]

preview of the stranger animatic i’m making 😋

[medcat33]

tangerine and her crazy aunt

[cl0udy-wolf]

introduction ๋࣭ ⭑

fandom: the walking dead

name: Jacob Cervantes

age: early 20s

pronouns: he/him

au (alternate universe)s?: regular canon + no zombies/no apocalypse au (and also an au where glenn lives cause...i said so.)

at age four, jacob's father noticed something special about his boy. and that special thing was that his son was a martial arts prodigy (and also autistic)! he and his best friend, glenn rhee, met in the 9th grade, when jacob broke out of his shell just to defend one of his classmates from the stereotypical school bully. their friendship quickly blossomed into a deep bond that lasted through high-school and into adulthood, though maybe the lines between friendship and romance were blurring...

๋࣭⊹ ࣪ ˖

in the regular canon? well, jacob sticks by glenn's side as they traverse through a world of the lurking undead, while also trying to deal with that internal survivors guilt, and protect not only the group but his beloved boyfriend.

in the no apocalypse au? jacob's career as a professional martial artist is finally taking off after winning a local tournament. he and glenn move in together (he spent more time at jacob's anyway), and jacob tries to find the right time to propose...if they'll even be able to get married- it is 2010, after all.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/52930711

[silly-sunny]

Why the train?

Last year I played all four main TWD games one after the other and it really impacted me

[that-kenlee-guy]

Omid is a creature too good for this world

[asoftepiloguemylove]

I WILL DIE YOUR DAUGHTER // ON FATHERHOOD

Arcane (2021-2024) cr. Christian Linke & Alex Yee // Benjamin Alire Sáenz Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe // Bruce Springsteen My Father's House (Springsteen on Broadway) // Benjamin Alire Sáenz Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe // Resident Evil Village (2021) cr. Capcom // unknown // The Walking Dead (2012) cr. Telltale Games // unknown // Mary Oliver Dogfish // 呪術廻戦 Jujutsu Kaisen (2018-2024) cr. Gege Akutami // Traci Brimhall Lullaby on Mount Moriah

[ozonegrrrl]

this has been in my drafts for so many months guys i miss louis 😓😓

my ass needs to draw him again one day