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[the-damned-stranger]

SADIE (@wildlcck): "Do you need something?" x

The man looked at her silently, before turning back and looking over the cliff once more.

"Not from you, I'm afraid."

He watched the road down below, it was quiet. There were a few thieves and the like every now and again, but apart from that, it was mostly just an empty dirt road.

"Are you running from something, Mrs. Adler?"

His eyebrow raised in curiosity, his mouth remained neutral.

"Or did you just happen to bump into me?"

[damncowbcy]

“If you’re not going to take care of yourself, at least let me do it for you!” / JACK JACK !!! AHGHGHGH

jack's face twisted in frustration , dark brown eyes burning with defiance as he took a step back from sadie .

'' no ! i can take care of my fuckin’ self ! '' his tone was sharp , edged with the unmistakable sting of years of loss and anger . chest rose and fell heavily as he glared at her .

he shook his head violently , long , unkempt hair falling into his face . '' leave me alone , granny ! '' he spat .

[girluntilurcall]

❛ oh, don't be cute. ❜

'' what do 'ye mean ? '' molly stopped what she was doing , emerald-green eyes narrowing ever so slightly as she turned to face sadie . a note of suspicion laced in her voice . she knew better than to trust casual remarks from people in this camp—especially from sadie adler .

[silentknives]

@wildlcck | starter call.

Soft like wax, sharp as an axe. One never truly knows which they’ll get in Emily’s wake. Emily, who adapts with the seasons—much less towards people, but business needed to be made. She goes through life in rigid black & white, but there are such things as exceptions. An amused smile graces upon her lips as she gives a conniving knowing look towards Sadie,

“You know I hate to say it, but I told you so.”

[flowingstar]

-- @wildlcck liked for a starter .

" i don't want this , " gale says , brushing away sadie's outstretched hand with a flick of her own . the small gift sadie was offering simply didn't meet gale's expectations . in gale's mind , she deserved lavish presents , not . . . whatever that pitiful thing was supposed to be . even as a little girl , gale was like that .

" sorry , not sorry , auntie sadie ! " gale adds , tone dripping with sass .

[fledermuse]

@wildlcck

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It had been caught in the act, standing over the half-devoured body of a man in the dark evening.

Looking up, the monster froze. Its inky black eyes bore into her, at first unsure of what to do. Faced with the barrel of a gun, anyone would be hesitant. A quiet snarl came from the frightened beast, and it trembled slightly before abruptly bending down, ripping loose another chunk of meat, and attempting its escape with a mouthful of human flesh.

It was going into hiding.

It had little plans of risking its life to kill again.

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[soughtserenity-a]

She should be doing her chores but instead, she's napping behind some hay.

[homelander-rp-blog]

cupping their jaw while patching them up / !! <3 @wildlcck (my sweet sadie!! ^.^)

John winces “I- I’m fine! God! Burns like hell!” flinches slightly when he pours the alcohol on the wound, good thing Sadie is here.. and for a moment, he wants to be selfish to have her all to himself but they still have a job to do, responsibilities they were paid for “can you please check on folks? See if anyone is hurt? Those damn bandits! Don’t think we can face them anytime soon by how hard we hit them but again.. being cautious won’t hurt. Should tell_ oh jesus!!” he’s cut when Sadie’s knuckles accidentally brush over the wound. He’s about to snap but then, her hand, soft and caring and warm, comes up to palm the side of his face. his eyes locking onto hers that are veiled by concern. John hates that he’s the one who causes that.. would never forgive himself if Sadie gets hurt..

Leaning in her touch, eyes sliding close automatically “I’m sorry..” living a dangerous life of Oregon guards tends to force them facing such risks during their long travels. His own hand comes up to cover hers, holding her hands there.

[melpcmene]

spotify wrapped starter. | 🎁| for bon! 🤠 <3 | @wildlcck ( storm - epic the musical )

“ we're taking too much damage to survive... ” she mutters, gritting her teeth. shotgun loaded and cocked, maintaining it at an eye level; ready to shoot any bastard who came their way...

[clawedxmoon]

Comforting sentences - Accepting!! @wildlcck

It was a terrible time the Jiit woman landed in - the constant bickering going back and forth between her and another. Zeza hated arguing more than anything - it made her nervous. Still, when Sadie was by her side she felt she could do anything. After the argument was over, she found herself leaning against Sadie with a little sniffle. Ears flickering a little as she nods. ❝I know... They just don't understand.❞ She sighs, shaking her head. She smiles up at Sadie, nudging into her affectionately. ❝Thank you, Sadie. You know... You're a pretty big softy despite what you lead on.❞ She openly teases her, clawed hand moving to gently take her hand in hers and giving a gentle squeeze.

[soughtserenity]

CATCHING / for miss molly !! <3

devoted, yearning & obsessive

While everybody else is out shooting up towns and bringing the law onto the camp folk Molly is here, bored as hell most of the time singing or exploring the surrounding area near camp. She's even made a few animal friends along the way, a mama duck and a fawn.

right now though she's reapplying her lipstick. She had some on before but she didn't like the color. she likes the red a lot more and the gloss she brushed over the top.

Apparently, so did a certain blonde who she caught gawking from the corner of her mirror. She giggles and whips her head around with narrow eyes. " my my I had no idea I had a fan. What d'ya think mo stór? Did it come out alright? " She's just teasing! But hey she likes the attention. Sadie's an attractive woman.

[loyalpromise]

holding their face, kissing the tears from their cheeks. / a kith.. for miss abigail, mayhaps? 🥺😱

          “ sadie,  john,  is— ”  the  words  lodge  in  her  throat,  she  can’t  get  them  out  for  the  persistent  lump.  when  sadie  comforts  her,  abigail  obliges,  clinging  to  the  fabric  of  the  blonde’s  shirt,  body  shaking  as  the  tears  cascade  down  her  cheeks.  what  was  she  supposed  to  do  now ?  a  woman  in  a  world  like  this.  she  wasn’t  as  tough  as  nails  as  sadie;  men  never  took  her  seriously,  and  she  didn’t  want  to  have  to  turn  tricks  just  to  make  ends  meet.  “ he’s— ”

          the  feeling  of  sadie’s  lips  against  her  cheeks,  featherlight,  bring  a  comfort  abigail  hadn’t  realized  she  needed,  and  leaves  her  craving  more  of  it.  perhaps  it  isn’t  fair  to  ask  for  so  much  condolence  from  someone  she  hasn’t  seen  in  years,  but  she  has  no  one  else.

          a  gentle  hand,  though  slightly  trembling,  lifts  to  find  purchase  on  sadie’s  freckled  cheek;  a  gesture  of  thanks.

[damncowbcy]

💝 / 😔 !!

jack tensed the moment he felt sadie’s arm wrap around him . it was instinct—his body going rigid , his breath hitching , hands clenching at his sides . a storm brewed behind his dark brown eyes , but he said nothing at first . he just sat there , unmoving .

then , with a sharp exhale , he reached up and peeled her arm off of him—not roughly , but firm enough that there was no mistaking his intent . he pushed it away .

expression was unreadable , a mask of indifference that didn’t quite reach his eyes . '' no , '' he muttered , shaking his head slightly . voice was low . '' don't touch me . ''

[girluntilurcall]

❛ i've nothin' left, i gave you all... i sit in silence- no, solitude, i reckon it was- an' scrawl... so. you ain't just a pretty face after all, is you? seems yer quite the wordsmith, miss o'shea. a regular poet! that what you really think? that you ain't got nothin' left to your name? ❜ / one thing abt this woman, she is gonna snoop at people's private writings HHHGHGH

emerald eyes flash with fury as she swiftly snatches the parchment from sadie's hands , crumpling it slightly in her trembling fingers . face flushes red—not from embarrassment , but from indignation .

'' that is not for ya to look ! '' she snaps , pressing the paper to her chest , protecting it as if it were a part of her soul laid bare .

[heartliar]

❛  here, let me help you.  ❜ / for miss bon 🥹

𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 - @wildlcck

Bonnie had been sick for several days, but that wasn't stopping her from trying to do things on her own. The flu that she had gotten was giving her a hard time, Bonnie is stubborn however. Trying to cut a log for the fire, swinging the axe back caused her to stumble and fall against the closest tree. "Damn it!" she huffed, head swimming. This was the only log she had been on in the past thirty minutes. Trying to chop this log was like her life's destiny or something.

When Sadie approached her, Bonnie would stand in a wobbly stance and brush herself off. She twists the axe in her hands, testing the weight of it before hearing Sadie's words. Blue eyes cast towards Sadie with a glare, annoyance on her visual. "I don't need yer help."

Bonnie had gotten into a small group with Sadie for a few of her travels. She hadn't spoken to anyone yet. She was the strong silent type, always had to be and when Sadie approached her, she almost saw red. Yet she calmed herself after speaking and lifted the axe again, falling over just as quickly as before. Hitting the ground she grunts and brings her hand up to her forehead. She's burning up. "God damn it ... "

[strangestmen]

“ Don't lie to me. ”

he tilts his head ever so slightly , corners of his lips curling into something that is not quite a smile . not quite anything at all . deep-set eyes linger on sadie with a knowing weight .

'' now , now , '' he murmurs , voice smooth as polished stone . '' why would i do a thing like that ? ''

he steps foward , the faint scent of charred wood and something older—dust settled in forgotten graves—clinging to the space around him . '' lying is for the desperate . the afraid . i am neither , miss adler . '' fingers twitch behind his back , but his face remain blank , expressionless save for that slight tilt of amusement in his voice .

'' you see , i know you , '' he continues , slow and deliberate , like a man who has all the time in the world . '' i know the road you've walked , the blood you've spilled , the love you've lost . '' a pause . '' and the anger—oh , the anger . it burns in you , even now . ''