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anonymous asked: (xhellxboundx) "Do you ever wonder if this is all you’ll ever amount to?" Of course Shane wasn't really referring to Rick, but himself. Shane was drunk again, "A crazy alcoholic who can't seem to remember screwing over his best friend right?" He supposed this was the reason Negan told him to stay away from Rick, clearly Shane didn't listen well, Moonshine made his memory bad.

    This isn’t about him.

    Insecurities about what he’ll amount to aren’t typical for Rick. His concerns are always pointed outside of himself, directed at those who he sees a future for, that he worries about the stability of that future for. His children, his people, the family that relies on him -- Rick’s become more than he’s ever wanted. He longs for simplicity.

    Even if he’s too stubborn to even allow that of himself. There’s a sympathetic furrow of his brow as he listens to Shane, but after a brief shake of his head, he acknowledges him more seriously. 

    ❝ It ain’t out of your control, Shane. Some things might be, but if y’take your hand off that moonshine for more than a few hours, y’might see things different. Might take a long time, might be somethin’ harder than you’d like, but you bein’ an alcoholic, Shane? Y’need to fix that. Y’need to let the bottle go. ❞

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anonymous asked: wound : my muse patches and bandages a wound your muse has gotten. -xhellxboundx [Sally to Frank]

    A soft grunt answers the needle pulled through skin, the fingers of his right hand flexing instinctively, distracting.

    Some days, he wonders if he’s not a conglomerate of bullet holes, riddled into an eventual bloodied sack of meat -- a soldier with no other purpose.

    He wonders when the aches will settle in beyond his bones, the reminder of each fight, of each time gunfire answered his, of each time that bullets pierced armor and openings. This time, the bullet had lodged itself in his upper arm, a fact that he’d been able to ignore until a few minutes before when the pain caught up. He leans back against the chair, eyes flickering to her work on his wound.

    ❝ It looks worse than it is, ❞ he promises, breaking his silence. ❝ --But thank you. ❞

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"And you are giving Victor exactly what he wants," Ororo points out while casually stepping in front him, her back now to the gathering obscuring Logan's view of the slayer and the surrounding dense layer of air she creates in their corner of the room muffling his snarled complaints from everyone else. "And a little of what Faith wants..." She'd likely say for the sheer amusement, both women made a sport of taunting the terrifying Wolverine, though Ororo suspects there's more to it and only when the three of them were alone would Faith speak her whole truth.

That's not going happen with Logan pacing around looking for an excuse to let go of his building rage, so she takes his hand in a firm hold he'd have to hurt her to break and begins to rub the back of his palm with her thumb attempting to soothe and reassure. "Instead of making a scene, you bring the car around, and I collect her."  

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thecondemnedandhunted replied to your post: @thecondemnedandhunted & @xhellxboundx Things that...

God , we actually have 29 threads. I just owe her 15 of them lol

I’m not sure if that’s impressive or insane.... I mean are all of those 29 threads active?  Because of so I’d lean closer to impressed than insane.

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@xhellxboundx Little brother .. I think we’re goin’ t’ be busy real soon. *Looks at Beth’s brother* @livewxthit

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@xhellxboundx @justanotherxdeadgirl @xevilisntbornitscreatedx

“Well, that escalated quickly.”

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"Can you stop throwing around Rick for a few hours and throw me around instead? Or do I need to grow a beard and an extreme dislike for you?" Dana teased arching an almost challenging eyebrow, "I'll kick your ass if I have to."

            If she wasn’t a vision for sore tired eyes.  ❝ I missed you too , Princess. ❞ A smile hit the corner of his lips as he walked over to her. His hand reaching up with fingers brushing lightly under her chin. He’s quiet for several long moments , just taking his time to soak her in. She’s every bit as beautiful as he remembered her to be. ❝ I’ll throw you over anything you want me to , Baby. ❞ He breathes those words inches away from her hips. His hands raising with fingertips gliding down her jawlines.

              It was almost breath taking how much he missed her. Everything about her - even her sassiness. The way she looked at him , the way she smelt ... the way her skin felt under his fingertips. God how he missed it. His head moves , lips linger right over hers. ❝ Give Daddy a little sugar , Princess. ❞ Slowly he bridged that little gap till his lips where on hers and without another thought his hands dropped gripping her thighs roughly and hoisted her up into the air , hands working her legs around his waist.

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@xhellxboundx ;; Victor and Braelyn

“Make me,” Victor purred his hand squeezing tightly around her arm in a deliberately bruising manner. No matter what happened, the Runt was gonna know he was there. He pushed her against the wall and buried his nose at the crook of her neck sniffing her, “I love the smell of fear on a woman, it’s a turn on.”

Braelyn tried so hard not to wince. She really did. Clenching her teeth, the redhead used her free hand to push Victor... a feeble attempt. “You don’t scare me.” She snarled best she could, her shoulders shrugging up to keep him away from such a sensitive... such a vulnerable area. “Now get off of me.” Brae snapped. No doubt he’d see through her lie. She was terrified of him. And it was fear that crippled her the most.

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                 He wasn't sure what was happening. How it happened. But it hurt. When Shane scooped him up into his arms he winced, grabbing his stomach as crying out in pain. "God! Damn it hurts!" He said as he gripped to Shane. "Shane...Shane I feel sick. My feet feel kinda cold."

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Who Are You Looking For

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“And where’d you come from?”  

Sure, new people appeared in the city all the time, even in his neighborhood, but for the most part they were either fresh-made orphans or those looking to exploit them.  Without word of newcomers, Blake’s hackles were up at the sight of the young woman who’d walked into the bar next to his tenement building.

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Murphy stood on Rick's doorstep, blood soaked into his clothing and covering his hands, he shook, the distressed look on his face was evident, "I really tried this time," the Irishman said earnestly, "I was doin' good, but then I saw her, she looked like Beth, maybe a few years older, before I even knew what I was doin', t' was too late...just...lock me up...y'don't 'ave to tell me brothers, I'll take ya to her body."

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     Rick opens the door, startledto see Murphy standing there, soaked in blood. Immediately, he looks around,concerned first with what the neighbors might see – what the neighbors mightthink – if the Grimes’ household was being visited by blood-covered folkswithout an accompanying of blue flashing lights.

     He hears what he says. Andfrankly, he should arrest him on the spot for the confession. Instead, hereaches out for Murphy’s arm, to tug him into the house before any spying, nosyeyes can see.

     ❝ Jesus, ❞ he rubs hisforehead, eyes searching Murphy. ❝ We’re not involvin’ cops just yet, ❞other than him, other than the cop standing right in front of him. ❝ You cameto me – that’s – it’s somethin’. ❞

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anonymous asked: (Shane to Simon) "Well, maybe so, sure ain't the same thing I did with yer mom's ass, that's fer damn sure, but I DID have to shave it first," Shane smirked taking a swig of his moonshine.

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    Shane doesn’t faze him. In fact, Simon only smiles, shakes his head, and clicks his tongue. 

    ❝ Attracting men from the grave, God rest her soul. But, I’ll be straight with you here — complete transparency. ❞ Hands up, as if he’s about to deliver a truth that the smug asshole needs to hear. 

    ❝ You might want to go easy on the corpses around here. The ones out front, they get a little snappy, you know? Wouldn’t want you to lose anything while trying for a good time. ❞

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@thecondemnedandhunted & @xhellxboundx

Things that happen when you have multiple muses and have found that one partner that just clicks. *coughs and side eyes Sonya’s comment about how many drafts are K’s*

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💋 (Bethany to Shep)

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Shepard gave a deep inhale when he felt her lips smash against his.  He curled his arm around her waist and pulled her firmly against him.  He knew that they could get caught but as it was in this moment he didn’t care about the knight Commander or the other Templars.

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♥ ❀ ♥ For a second she didn’t understand his reaction, she stared at him trying to figure it out. Defensiveness. She went back over her tone replaying the words in her mind, trying to figure out where he could take insult, she gave him an odd look, “Like it’s not something I find acceptable because I’ll light a bitch on fire if they’re still hovering around you like flies on honey, because that’s the tone I was going for…” she decided to go for clarification rather than questioning him as to where the insult happened, she reached out and wrapped her hand around one of his. 

           【 ₦Ɇ₲₳₦ 】― Even now it was hard to shake the voices inside his head. It was small things , certain words and phrases that got them stirred up and roaring inside his head. He’d think the woman sitting in front of him would have been proof enough to silence them for good , but they were still there ― still clawing at his brain making him defensive where there was no need to be.  ❝ Ooo , ooo , that’s what you meant. ❞ He laughed bring a hand up ― fingers rubbing the bottom of his chin. Though his body gets a little stiff when she reaches out wrapping her hand around his. It’s a hard concept to grasp .. how someone like her could be attracted to someone like him.

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@xhellxboundx // Cause I need bro-time! 

“Mein Gott...” He’d turned his back for all five minutes and already trouble found them, well, more precisely found Logan. One could only assume that it had since his gruff friend’s hands were now wrapped around a stranger's throat. “Logan, no. Logan! Put him down.” They still had a mission to complete, getting into a fight just outside the bar would surely draw unwanted attention.