𝙇𝙤𝙧𝙞

❝ 𝘐𝘧 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨, 𝘪𝘧 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘺 . . . 𝘿𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙙𝙤 𝙞𝙩. ❞ portrayal of a canon character with au tendencies for #TheWalkingDead. dark themes infused with mature content. Inked by #ʜᴇʀᴏ. ♡ & ↺please?

@buoyantcop — himself for quite some time.

@buoyantcop — good boy. Bought mama some time to reload by biting into that walkers arm, didn't you?" Her eyes sneakily rise to meet Shane's with a crooked simper. "Your boots should be safe." Whereas the barking... she wasn't so sure about that but this one seemed to be outside by —

shane crosses his arms, leaning against the doorframe with a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. “keep him, huh? well, ain’t like I got much of a choice, do I? you already made your mind up.” he’s not letting the smirk drop. not for a second. he steps closer, —

"Hey @buoyantcop ... look! Can we keep him?" Is she waiting for his approval? Definitely. But did she already decide to keep the little dog? Absolutely. Find her snuggling up close to her new furry friend.

Nᴏᴇʟʟᴇ Dɪxᴏɴ. Dᴀʀʏʟ·s sɪsᴛᴇʀ. ♡+ ↻

· * * 　 　　 　 · 　 . ✧ 　　　 　✵ * 　　　　　 　　 * · Independent portrayal of the 2nd in command, Sharp shooting bundle of filterless charm that is Andrea Harrison from the TWD comics Shipped |Crossover Friendly ♡︎&↻︎

||: I am very slowly trying to get back on track here. Please be patient with me. I might do some banter to get back into writing so in any case, hit me up. eh. xx

"We can finally stop surviving … and start living." ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒 ⠀⠀⠀━━━━━━━━━━━━ the leader. protective father, brother, friend. survivor. single shipped. literate/descriptive. mostly comic based. mature themes 18+. mdni. #Cᴍᴅʀ. ⠀

Nice music, wholesome food, a bonfire and — most importantly — good people all around. Even without traditional firework, they had a great time on New Years Eve. It's a good thing Carl gifted her a polaroid camera for Christmas or else she could not have captured this moment.

@buoyantcop — drink or something?”

@buoyantcop — she still took it like one and cherished it deep inside her warmed up heart. Like clock work, the second Shane begins picking up his items, she does the same and slowly walks towards the shoe rack. “I’ll let him know. You got any food requests for Saturday? Special —

[ @buoyantcop ] •• 𝗢𝗵 𝗯𝗮𝗯𝘆, 𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝗱𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝘄𝗲 𝗴𝗼; “Let me just call him.” Pinching the bridge of her nose with her eyes closed, she mumbles loud enough for him to hear. She was getting fed up, impatient. The mere sight of Rick with his tools partly hidden —

@GrimesOfHope — might prefer that.

@GrimesOfHope — parent’s heart instantly. “She’s okay. She’s holding up well. Are you busy? Or do you … wanna take her?” She wouldn’t blame him if he couldn’t — being the leader and all. Not that she needed to be anywhere — though in a way, with the different atmosphere around them, she —