#twdgs4

[adoredmarigold]

twdg being my first post here for 2024 is a different kind of sick

[yellowsugarwords]

ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ ɢᴀᴍᴇꜱ ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ

⎆ the walking dead game: the final season

[naychuchu]

i feel like people are way too harsh on violet and louis. like the way they respond to things clementine/aj does isn’t wrong. their reactions are very valid, how would you feel if these randos you’ve known for like what two days just come and kill someone who is like a brother to you and potentially try to justify it while invalidating your feelings??? how would you feel when someone you trust and possibly kissed let you get kidnapped by maniac enslavers?? they’re troubled youth for a reason so ofc they’re gonna have issues when it comes to betrayal or trusting others. and putting that aside, they’re teens how do you expect them to act? not everyone is clementine and aj.

[plamglam]

xsd

I AM SORRY clouis fans but the fact that if you decide to go on a date with Violet instead of Louis, Kenny will be there winking at you is the ultimate green flag and the reason why Violentine > Clouis. Like he looks at Clementine being into girls and is like "yep, that's my girl"

[lesvianism]

[scullyy]

Love Doesn't Need to Hide in the Epilogue

Pairing: Clementine x Louis

Word Count: 1948

Summary: All is fair in love and war, even with the threat of violence impending on the young teenagers a little crush cannot help but to blossom.

A/N: This was supposed to be multiple little clouis moments in one drabble but it got a bit too crowded for my liking and I got carried away with the first part KSKSSK. Anyhow, I'm like so proud of this?? Also Mitch my beloved you get to shine cuz you deserved better ;-;

-<3-

At a mere eight-years-old, Clementine considered her babysitter one of her best friends. Sandra was kind, silly and knew all the lyrics to every song on the radio. Her games were creative, her clothes were always stylish and she could would make perfect waffles every time, safe to say Clementine wanted to be just like her in almost every fashion. Almost

Sandra would not shut up about boys.

The boy in her gym class, that one boy she went on a date to the movies with, the boy she bumped shoulders with in her Biology class. Every week there seemed to be a new boy, a new fixation. A hopeless romantic, Sandra listened to her heart more than she listened to her head. It was Clementine's' least favourite thing to talk about, boys were gross! Kissing was gross! The naïve girl told herself to never, ever obsess over a boy the way Sandra did. It was so incredibly boring, especially when they could have been playing their Secret Sisters game instead.

But now, at seventeen years of age, she too fell victim to the same thing; boys.

Well, maybe just one boy in particular.

There was no way in hell Sandra ever met someone like Louis; none of her romantic conquests sounded as kind, charming, delightful...funny...totally handsome-

"Hey Clementine!"

Said girl shook her head of such thoughts, trying to remember her original task. Spears, that's it. "Uh, sorry Ruby, bad nights sleep." Clem rubbed her eyes for added effect, also trying to distract herself from him and shoo away any lingering thoughts. Louis was on watch that morning, his legs casually swaying off the edge of the tower. She had only known him for almost two weeks, why was he trapped so tightly in her mind?

Deep down she knew and the answer scared her more than the battle looming over their heads.

"Uh-huh," Ruby wasn't silly like both her friends here, her keen eyes picked up on the puppy love look on Clem's face the second Louis came out into the courtyard that morning. She kept her hands busy with the wire spiralling around the arrowhead, a cheeky grin on her face. "I was just sayin' the banners are done, AJ and Tenn did a real good job. How's your spears goin'?"

"Fine, should have plenty by evening-" Her unfaithful eyes flickered back to Louis, who was now gazing up at a bright bluebird in the trees above. She hoped with all her might that he was smiling, no one had seen him smile in days. "Can I ask you something?"

"Sure, what's wrong sug?" Ruby asked even though she had a pretty good idea what Clementine was going to ask her. It wasn't the first time she had seen this look, it was universal. Ruby's love detecting machine was as strong as ever!

"Has, uh...has Louis said anything to you? He just hasn't seemed like himself the past few days-"

"Louis hasn't talked 'bout you."

Clem choked on the air around her, spluttering everywhere and almost dropping the arrowhead in her palm. "Me? Who...why on earth would I ask that?"

"Cause you're totally crushin' on him!" The red-headed girl gushed, nearly screaming her words for the whole forest to hear.

Clementine swatted at the space between them, urging Ruby to keep her mouth shut. "I am not!" Even if Clem was good at lying, her blush - which was as bright as Ruby's hair in the sun - was exposing her heart and mind ten fold.

"Okay sure," Ruby snorted as she continued to laugh further at her friend, who was trying to shush her to no end. "It's nothin' to be embarrassed 'bout! Louis has some appeal...in his own bizarre way." Though she couldn't see it, what with all the racket he made.

"Oh god," Clementine threw her head against their table, wondering just how much strength would be needed to rip her hair out. "Is it that obvious?"

Ruby set down a completed spear, placing it with the other two she had made. "Naw. Well...maybe just a smidge-" Pinching her pointer finger and thumb together. "Don't worry, Louis ain't that observant."

Clementine had completely forgotten about her craft at this point, eyes lowering to her lap. "That and I'm sure he hates me." She was so certain of it, every time they passed by one another his head would drop down, finding the floor much more interesting.

"What makes you say that?" Ruby inquired further, also losing focus on the spears. They could be finished later, this was so much more important!

"He hasn't spoken to me for a few days, not since he gave AJ..."

Ruby leaned in closer, the gap that once separated them almost non-existent now. "Gave AJ what?"

"He let AJ have some of Tenn's old shirts since his got ruined when we got attacked in the woods." A memory she still held onto dearly as she couldn't help the innocent smile from growing.

Ruby buried her head in her hands and squealed, getting an odd look from Omar by the stairs. "Oh my god, that's adorable!"

Clementine rolled her eyes. "It's just some shirts, Ruby..." Besides, Tenn probably asked Louis to do it. Yup, one hundred per cent. 'There was no way he would be kind to us because he genuinely wanted to be, right? People aren't just kind for the sake of it these days, not anymore.'

A lie right after the other. Despite what she had put Louis through he was still there for her, for AJ. A moment of kindness she seldom saw these days, with no expectation to pay him back. That's just the kind of person he was.

Her friend had other things to say, however. "No way Jose! That's a sure sign of affection right there!" She waved her finger in Clems' face, bouncing around like a giddy toddler being presented with a gift.

Clementine moved Ruby's hand with a gentle push yet the support still steadied her shaky knees, even by just a small bit. "Whatever, it doesn't matter anyways, he can barely look at me. There are more important things to worry about right now as well."

"Uh-huh, is one of those things a booyyyy?"

"Hardy fucking har."

Ruby snorted as she continued on with her final spear, shaking her head lightly. "Y'all are too cute."

Clementine kept her mouth shut from that point on.

The young man on the other side of the courtyard wasn't feeling much better himself. One, there was nothing super interesting to look at when on watch. There was the pretty bird in the tree above him sure, but that bird flew off into the sky. He tapped his fingers against the wooden railing, practicing a song he was trying to finish writing. There was the C key, then the D key followed by-

He made the mistake of looking back at the school, his eyes immediately falling on Clementine, sitting beside precious Ruby, the two gossiping about something as the duo seemed super hushed, their eyes and heads low.

'What is she thinking about? It's hard to tell what's going through her head on a good day, though I haven't really given her much of a reason to smile or be happy lately- shut up Louis!'

"See anything dude?"

Louis was jolted out of the daydream he was slowly falling into by Mitch calling out below him. He straightened his back out, attempting his best chilled out position. Totally chill so long as Mitch didn't notice his fidgety hands. "Not unless you count the bird that was here a few minutes ago."

"No, I don't." Mitch kicked at a stray rock by his feet, he was supposed to be doing something with Aasim but it sounded boring so fuck that. "You cool, dude?" Despite not being the most emotionally in tune with those around him, Mitch knew if Louis of all people was silent then something was definitely wrong.

"Uh, yup. What makes you say that?" Even Louis didn't believe his own answer, uncertainty wrapping like a noose around his neck; uncertainty about his past memories, the future of his entire life and...well, her.

"Cause you can't stop staring at Clementine like a fucking weirdo."

Louis bit down on his own tongue to keep his sarcastic remark to himself, focusing on the sour taste of his own blood. "I'm not staring and even if I was it's not weird."

"Why?" Mitch continued, not taking the hint as per usual.

"...Because."

"Wow, nice save."

Louis felt the eye roll in that, Mitch's candour was something he was always a little bit jealous of. Violet possessed this too, he wondered why he hadn't picked it up after so many years together. Hell none of the characteristics he admired in his friends he seemed to possess; he was the two-headed lamb, the broken hand on creations clock, a small bug lost in a big garden.

And yet, a girl he had only known for a couple weeks found it within herself to forgive him of all that. To resign him to a different fate, freeing him as though he were David being pulled from his marble prison. 

"Has she said anything? To you or someone-"

"I'm not a fucking marriage counsellor, you got shit to say you tell her." Helping Aasim doesn't sound so bad anymore 'fucks sake Mitch.'

"Dude-" Louis' palms met his face, tugging at the skin around his hairline. "Forget I said anything." He kicked at a stray leaf, watching it twirl to the ground below, knowing his treacherous eyes would immediately gravitate towards her if given the chance,

Mitch leaned against the rickety ladder, finding the dumb look on his friends face fucking hysterical. "You wanna know what I think?"

"Not really-"

"I think you gotta suck it up and go talk to a fucking girl. Y'know, an actual girl. Not like Violet or Ruby." He wildly gestured to the red-head as if Louis was unsure who he was talking about, hell he wouldn't put it past him. 'Seems like his mind is all 'Clementine this, Clementine that', fucking idiot.'

Louis glanced between Mitch and Ruby multiple times, searching for whatever point his friend was talking about. "Mitch...they're girls too."

"Yeah I know, but not like girl girls."

Crickets chirped between them. "I'm so confused-"

Mitch waved him off, forgetting his argument just as quickly as he had brought it up. "You know I'm right. Don't talk to me about your fucking fucked feelings, tell it to her." With that declaration, he turned on his heels and marched back to the school, leaving Louis only with the sight of Mitch giving the laziest bird ever flipped.

"Thanks, Mitch. You're a real Romeo."

It was his own fault really, asking Mitch about girls was like asking Clementine to wake up on time-

'Oh c'mon now. Stupid crush, stupid school, stupid car crash that brought her into my life like a meteor collision.'

Meanwhile his lady love had found no luck in quieting her humming mind.

‘You don’t have time for boys, Clem. Get your shit together and stop being selfish.’

Louis would one day tell their friends the story of how he wooed Clem with his endless charm, how enchanted she was by the song he wrote and how - as he put it - “she just couldn’t resist any longer!”. She would go along with the bit because of course she would, she was never one to turn down a game.

Quick and not-so-subtle glances would become fingers perfectly intertwined, embarrassed and hidden smiles turning into inside jokes and a carving on a piano there for the rest of time, outliving even them.

-<3-

[lynsneakersart]

clem and violet sitting on a tower

s-t-a-r-star-gazing

[November 2022]

[spacedlexi]

sooo glad we live in the universe where twdgs4 was rewritten to be about saving the school instead of the original lis2-esque on the road each-episode-is-a-new-location plot. really dodged a bullet there

dont know if it was due to the cuts and collapsing work environment (no budget for all the assets needed) or what but the school plot is just like the perfect setting for her to end her story. and we really almost got a plot about her.... just trying to make it back to her original house? oof

[ericsonclan]

TFS Lilly be like:

[justriahisfine]

I was writing a fanfic about The Walking Dead Season 4 and I made some outfits for each of the characters. Use these for whatever though.

[twdgameconfessions]

I feel like the reason why Kenny was painted out to be so “amazing” after season one was mainly because we were now experiencing things from Clem’s side of the story. She was just a kid when she first met him and most of her experiences with him were familial-like and she perceived him as a father figure. From her perspective, she mainly saw him under a positive light for all he had done to keep her and AJ safe, so of course in the seasons where we play from her point of view we aren’t going to see an equal mix of the good and the bad. We got a slightly bias version of Kenny, because in her eyes, the way we see him shown in seasons 2 and 4 is how Clem viewed him.

[purrfectmeowning]

TWDG fandom’s already been silent for a year and yet here I am still simping for Minerva..  Stay safe guysuee!!~

[yellowsugarwords]

season 2 is the most devastating season of the twdg franchise

I genuinely believe that season 2 of twdg is the saddest season in the entirety of the franchise. like, don't get me wrong, lee's death hurt the most, but season 2 is so fucking grim and dark. it's like watching clementine's innocence die before your eyes. even the damn colour palette in comparison to the other 3 seasons is drearier. I get depressed just thinking about that season. I would argue, out of every season, it showed the most devastation.

season 1: the apocalypse is just beginning - everyone is trying to figure out what to do.

season 3: people know what to do to survive, but it's combatting with other people in how you go about survival that makes it difficult.

season 4: people are surviving, but gangs have almost taking precedence over walkers. walkers are used as weapons by others to maintain power.

season 2: people know about the apocalypse, and people know how to survive, but you're literally watching the very brink of society collapse at the seams. you’re in the transition phase between society not knowing what to do, and going literally mad with power. I think Matthew is a perfect example of the mentality that season 2 displays: that any good left in the world is dying out. and that’s the season where you’re just watching it happen.

in season 3 and 4, you’ve come to terms with it. but in season 2, you’re watching, in real-time, how everyone came to terms with it. you’re watching the trauma that defines society in seasons 3 and 4. and good god it’s harder to watch than once everyone has accepted it.

[naychuchu]

ik the apocalypse happened in like 2003 for them which makes them millennials, but in my heart(which is right and telltale is WRONG) they’re gen z. you CANNOT tell me louis wouldn’t be playing dress to impress with his baddies.

omg aj would be gen alpha i think😭. he’d definitely be like a crunchy cough ipad kid

brody would be on booktok😞 and willy would think skibidi toilet is the funniest thing ever

[incorrecttwdgquotes]

Louis: Clementine please revoke your no swearing rule

Clem: why?

Violet, somewhere in the school: well that just DILLS MY PICKLE!

[scullyy]

Sunkissed Faces and Quiet Places

Pairing: Clementine x Louis

Word Count: 500

Summary: One of hundreds of mornings spent together, Clem takes time to reflect.

A/N: I’ve had this in my drafts for a while and I’ve missed writing, I’ve missed you. I’m not sure if anyone in this fandom is still really active but I don’t care, I love these two and I love being here with you. This is all just pure fluff hebfhsjbs

Enjoy xx

- <3 -

"Psst, Louis!"

The young man grumbled, his mind caught in the zone where the whole world is a dull hum. His girlfriend inched closer, their noses almost touching now. "Looouiisss," She sang lightly, a small part of her not wanting to disturb his slumber. But AJ was off doing who knows what and she was lonely, a feeling she seldom got these days. "Hey, wake up sleepyhead."

He twisted in his sleep ever so slightly, pulling the blanket further up his shoulders, blocking the rays of fresh sun that came in. "Five more minutes." Despite his sarcastic tone, Clem could see his cheeks rise; the sign of a genuine smile.

"C'mon, you always wake me up in the mornings."

"Cause you always sleep in late."

"I do not!"

He opened one eye and was greeted by her enchanting grin. Not a bad way to wake up if he was being honest. "Oh yeah? You have a problem with how I wake you up?"

Clem bit down on her tongue to better repress her giggles. "I know you're trying to be cute again, but it's hard to take you seriously when you have drool coming out of your mouth." The floodgates to the giggles were bombed open as Louis frantically wiped at his mouth, his nose scrunching at the cold, wet feeling.

"So much for being charming," He sighed in defeat, snuggling back up into his pillow. The single bed just barely held the two of them, so personal space wasn't a thing during these sleepovers. Their arms and legs were crisscrossed like a game of twister, though they definitely didn't start off that way when they first got into bed. "Do I still have a shot?"

She took a long, dramatic pause. "Maybe, I'm sure there's someone else out there who also has dashing good looks."

Quiet, the only word Clementine could have used to describe these soft mornings. These sleepovers were a rare treasure, a treat for the two whenever one (or both) were feeling particularly prone to night terrors; a fleeting image in either ones mind of dead friends, blood soaked hands or ear piercing gunshots. An endless echo in a dark cave... and yet morning would always come and he would always be there, she would always be right beside him.

"Good luck with that Clemmie-"

"-don't call me that-"

"-Considering most of the popular are either dead or have flesh rotting from their faces, I'm as good as it's gonna get." He was sitting up now, stretching his tired limbs. Louis was in quiet thought over what job Violet was gonna assign him today, he hoped fishing with AJ.

Clementine hauled herself out of the bed and over his frame with ease, her feet hitting the dusty floor with a small thump. Despite Louis' protests, she knew there was work to be done, but she also knew tomorrow morning would come and they would follow this routine all over again. Even if there was no sleepover, they would still have every morning together for the rest of their young lives.