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Morning After | @hcrrisoned

An ache course through her body when she stirred. She curled her toes as she stretched, a small yawn broke through lips. She turned her head, cheek rested on the pillow.
Messy, blond curls splayed against bare shoulders and another jolt was sent through Tara's body at the sight. A timid hand reached out as slender fingers trailed along the curve of Andrea's body. Tara blinked slowly, her heart threatened to leap out of her chest as she wiggled closer to the other woman. "Good morning." Her voice is low as the sunk trickled in through the curtains.
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Andrea should have known that they’d keep an eye on her. It wasn’t that long ago that the Savior’s had taken her in. Not long ago that they had found her inside one of the many abandoned buildings somewhere in the surounding woods. Sobbing and hunched over the tiny figure of her dead baby.
She should have known. Maybe she even did, though that did not mean that the stubborn blond would have cared enough to listen. She simply wanted the pain to go away. No matter how, this time.
Ignoring Simon’s words Andrea kept walking towards the fence. Absentmindedly sliding her fingers over the wire. The smell and sound of the living aproaching visibly stirring the walkers that were kept inside the particular area within the Sanctuary. The woman’s voice was raspy when she eventually raised it just loud enough for him to hear.
“Go away.”
Simon scowled when she didn’t grace him with a reply at first, her footsteps determined. No one was supposed to be outside at this hour. Not even Simon, but there he was, quietly observing what the new woman did. He had seen her inside, hurrying through the building which piqued his interest. He couldn’t sleep and had followed her quietly outside. It wasn’t entirely dark yet; some lights coming from inside the old factory building lit up the area too.
“I don’t think I will.” He spoke with a soft voice, half concerned, half curious. She was the one with the dead baby. He couldn’t even imagine the pain she felt. “It’s Andrea, right? Why are you out here?” Cautiously he took a few steps forward but kept a distance, glanced at the dead on the other side of the fence. If he had to intervene, he would, if any of them came too close or if she did something more stupid than touching the wire.
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This Is It || Shane & Andrea || @hcrrisoned
Shane couldn't stay a moment longer. The longer he stayed, the more he was reminded that both Lori and Carl were not his. The truth was that they never had been. He'd been living in fantasy land. One that would have continued happily had Rick not returned from the dead. Now that he had, there was no taking back what he'd done, and they all knew it. No matter how many chances Rick gave him, the baby growing inside Lori would serve to remind them all that Shane had attempted to take what wasn't his.
And he just couldn't do it anymore.
He slowly moved around the darkened camp as he packed his meager supplies into the Hyundai. The car he'd fixed up at the traffic snarl would be his only reminder of things past. He refused to take more than his share, and he refused to take anything that would remind him of the Grimes family. He carried enough of their memories deep down inside his heart, that anything physical would pale in comparison.
He gave the supplies one last look over, finding everything where it should be, he closed the door and moved toward the driver's side door. This had to be done quickly. Like a bandaid being ripped from the skin. His hand moved to the handle, easing it up as the door opened freely in his grasp. He looked up, finding her curly blonde hair and pale blue eyes staring at him over the roof of the car.
"You get in this car, and it's an equal partnership from here on out. I'm not gonna wait around and make sure you're keepin' up. Understand?"
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“ um, excuse me? ” (for merle)
@hcrrisoned / ❝ hey now girl, relax will ya? just tryin’ to pay a compliment to the fair lady. ❞ his form of compliment was telling her she had a fine ass. merle knew he was a pig, and he sort of just owned that quality in himself. it had been a long time since he had any action, and there really wasn’t any harm in trying was there? ❝ a gentleman always compliments the features. ❞
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Days blurred together, countless time on his own with only his thoughts for company took a heavy toll on him. The Governor shuffles lazily along the dirt road, visibly thinner with his clothes hanging awkwardly off his body, clearly ill-fitting in places. Partially caked with filth and gore kept him largely safe from Biters, so when he hears the click of a weapon cocking behind him, he stops, barely raising his arms in an attempt at a non-threatening gesture.
“If you plan to rob me, you’re fresh outta luck,” he calls weakly over his shoulder, eye falling closed.
“Just went through the last of my things yesterday.”
starter for @hcrrisoned
#hcrrisoned#v; the monster in man#figured a long-time-later reunion???#he could be in the area of all the major settlements but purposely avoids them
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“Hey! Andrea!” He calls after the blonde. “Have you seen my mom?”

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General relationship head canons!
When they first met, Merle introduced them, Daryl didn’t make eye contact.
When Dale jr was born Daryl was the first person to grin - broad as he did with Judith - and tell Andrea he was beautiful
Daryl never even once thought about who Dale Jr’s father was over him or Andrea, he took DJ as his own person
When DJ started to struggle with reading and learning, Daryl opened up to Andrea about his own learning difficulties and vowed to help DJ as much as he could
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I don’t think I can do this without him again.
I’m grateful Carl’s alive, and Judy’s growin’ up into a beautiful young lady, they’ve got their own lives to be present in, and here I am, worrying if my husband is alive after that damn bridge. Sometimes, I never know what he’s thinkin’ anymore, but it’s not like I could’ve stopped him... maybe I should’ve just told him. Maybe I should’ve been honest and told him I was pregnant again, maybe then he wouldn’t have done it and he’d still be here. I was scared. While I know damn well that this baby is his, I still worry about it havin’ to grow up in a world like this, and now, this baby isn’t gonna know who its father is. That’s selfish on my part. But I just can’t do it again, I can’t allow myself to believe he’s dead…
Not now, not after everything he’s brought us through.
Damnit, Rick, you gotta come home, Baby. We need you.
I need you.
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@hcrrisoned said: "Come back to us." Holding tight onto her unconscious fiancee's hand, Andrea waited for her to wake up ever since Tara had been brought home more dead than alive. "Please... I didn't say yes for you to leave a widow."
Tara had truly worried the residents of the Hilltop-- the last thing she remembered was a searing pain in her throat accompanied with Alpha's whispers. Even Siddiq had been concerned that they hadn't been quick enough.
It had been days and it had been difficult to give her fluids as it has proven to be difficult to make her swallow, given her injuries.
What was odd was that she recieved her hearing back first. But, she could speak nor see. It made her feel like she was in a long, dark tunnel of limbo-- but, she could hear Andrea, could hear her voice. It's what kept her here- kept her from moving on.
Weak fingers curled around Andrea's hand and gave a light squeeze.
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@deadsearch replied to your post “simon has never and will never belong to a single person. in fact, he...”
psh , not if he has ashley in his life
thats not how polyamory works ashley!!!!!!
@bcthanygreene replied to your post “simon has never and will never belong to a single person. in fact, he...”
ruDE
hey who is rude here? the one who can love many unconditionally and let those people love others too, or the one who wants to keep a person to themselves? HUH??
@hcrrisoned replied to your post “simon has never and will never belong to a single person. in fact, he...”
can definitely see that
right!!! i dont think i’ve written it on this account yet but simon has always failed at relationships because he’s been cheating a lot - as in actually falling in love with one more person or five not just simply sleeping with them - until he figured out polyamory was a thing and has had several successful poly relationships before the turn uwu
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What apps or formats have you used to roleplay?
ROLEPLAYING MUNDAY MEME
What apps or formats have you used to roleplay?
Yahoo Messenger, tumblr, Skype, and (highly selectively) Discord.
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"We should find a place to stay for a few days..." She suggested for them. Stiffling another coughing fit. (for michonne)
@hcrrisoned / it wasn’t too difficult to see that her friend had started to get ill. andrea tried to hide it, but michonne could tell. eyes were a little sunk in, nose was beginning to get red. all signs of some type of illness. ❝ alright, we’ll find a place. you sure you’re good? ❞
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She hadn't seen him around Alexandria ever since Tara and her had moved in together, so Andrea decided to pay Milton a long overdue visit to see how he was doing after their gruesome introduction to Negan.
Milton had been sitting, alone and in the darkness, at his desk in the space he’d been allocated as a makeshift laboratory, adjacent to the infirmary where he would often assist.
Most of the time he had to himself would be spent like this, quietly reflecting and processing his thoughts, but this time especially was quite different. He was replaying the horrific scenes over and over in his mind, a deep knot of anxiety rooting itself in the pit of his stomach and an uneasy chill settling over the rest of his body.
In an odd way, he still regrets leaving Woodbury behind with Andrea, despite knowing him staying would have been a death sentence. Even his feeble attempt at mutiny had nearly cost him his life.
Yet here he was, briefly feeling safe and at ease with familiar company in the Alexandria Safe-Zone, and met with yet another threat. A man Milton considered even more ruthless than The Governor. At least The Governor attempted to mask the dark goings-on of his settlement with a veil of idyllic suburbia whereas Negan flaunted the terror, revelled in it.
So occupied with his thoughts, he doesn’t notice that he has a visitor, and likely won’t notice until they’ve stirred him back to reality.
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Heaving a breath, Carl stood beside Andrea, as his gun pointed at the two other men who stood across from them.
Sweat dripped from the teen’s brow as he waited, wondering what they’d do.
He’d shoot if it came to that. Carl wasn’t afraid to kill someone if it meant protecting the lives of those he cared about.
“We’ll go,” Carl muttered, his eye not looking away from either of the men. The woods were quiet today, and something had felt wrong since they’d been on the way back from their run. Usually, he listened to his gut feeling, but today, things just felt off. “Just don’t shoot.” What else did these assholes want? Carl and Andrea already gave them the goods they’d found wasn’t that enough?
Clearly not because the men were shaking…even the guy with the bag lowered his weapon and started off in another direction from the two. “Man, come on!” He shouted back to his friend.
Carl grit his teeth as the other man pointed his gun and fired. He should’ve seen it coming.
Quickly, and before he could think of anything else, Carl turned and shoved Andrea out of the way… and everything happened all at once...
blood dripping from his chest, he collapsed to his knees, his sheriff hat falling in front of him as he fell onto his side…
—DARKNESS
consuming the boy.
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Send this to 10 other bloggers that you think are wonderful. Keep the game going, make someone smile!
//Aww this was so nice of you, thank you!
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💕- How affectionate is your muse]
This differs a lot publicly vs privately. Publicly he’s very very closed off, even when he’s in an established long lasting relationship with someone. The example I’d use is @hilltopswidow and Daryl. He and Maggie have been together in that verse since shortly before the events of season 9a. So nearly 8 years at the point the show is at now, but he still wouldn’t be super publicly affectionate. He’d hold her hand, he might kiss her cheek, but that’s about it. Privately is a different matter. He’s extremely affectionate privately, he likes to be held (being little spoon is his favorite), he likes to give kisses and nuzzle his partners face. He actually really likes physical affection he just doesn’t want it done publicly, and it’s really hard for him to get to the point of being physically affectionate with someone.
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