saviourwed

[saviourwed]

𝙴𝙽𝙳𝙻𝙴𝚂𝚂 𝙶𝙸𝙵𝚂 𝙾𝙵 𝚁𝚄𝚂𝚂𝙴𝙻𝙻 𝚏𝚝. 𝙻𝚞𝚌𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎

mutuals may interact / personals do not.

#END ME #ACTUALLY END ME #𝖑𝖜. ⟨ visage ⟩ / * what a shame she went mad . #𝐝𝐲𝐧. ⟨ russell ⟩ / * i'm no world beater but i had plans . #𝐱𝐢. / * gonna die in this small town { ogden }

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Growing up with three older brothers, Lucille was no stranger to bumps, bruises, and scrapes. She was the tag along to them, and for the most part, none of her brothers minded ( Of course, they were still siblings at the end of the day, so there were moments where they wanted to hang out with their friends, but that was mostly just inside the house or at school ). She wasn’t one to whine about them climbing trees or getting lost in the woods - she was the one trying to beat the boys by going the highest or encouraging them to keep pushing forward. 

She watched her mom pour peroxide on blood stains she’d get from her adventures and learned little tricks to remove stains from clothing that would have otherwise been ruined. She always keeps these little remedies on hand in her medicine cabinet, even before she has her own little wild ones running loose. 

#𝖑𝖜. ⟨ headcanon ⟩ / * i replay my footsteps .

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#𝖑𝖜. ⟨ visage ⟩ / * what a shame she went mad .

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Our muses find a hidden door in their home/one of their homes. Send me “How long has this been here?” for a starter.

#𝖑𝖜. ⟨ memes ⟩ / * i can change everything about me to fit in .

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#𝖑𝖜. ⟨ visage ⟩ / * what a shame she went mad .

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deputyclank​:

YOU are okay. The words didn’t bring him comfort, in fact they frustrated him more. Of course he was okay. He was fine. Everything was moving forward like it should. Stopping to confront him? That burned a fire in his soul and his hand shook slight as he aimed it the gun at her. She reached out to lower it and he let her, heart in his throat. He was fine. This was fine. She was overreacting to the situation. He exhaled a breath when the gun lowered, frustration brimming in his stare. She turned away for a moment and he watched her with interest only to let out a sharp noise that was cut off by the fist connecting with his nose. It toppled him over– both from the force and the unexpectedness.

He slammed into the ground, blood falling from his nose from the hit. He laid there for a few seconds, eyes watching the clouds passing by overhead. The gun had fallen from his hand, the other still pressed into the front of his jean’s waistband. But he wasn’t thinking about the weapons. He was thinking about their last fishing trip, thinking about the way she’d been smiling at him and the way his grandmother’s ring was burning a hole in his pocket. He should’ve asked. 

He blinked against the sun then shifted onto his elbows, moving to sit up only a little. His eyes found where she was standing and he breathed out a hard sound, “Baby… I, do you remember the last time we went fishin’ and I… I fell out the damn boat?”

her knuckles throbbed and turned beet red from the punch.   she flexed her fingers to stretch out her hand, giving it a couple of shakes to loose up the tension. she hated doing this. she hated that she   HAD   to do this. but then, he spoke, her jaw tense as her eyes flickered over. it sounded like him, but she couldn’t shake the paranoia that this could also be a trick of the virus.

“  yeah, i do,  ”    she murmured. it was one of the last moments of normalcy they had together, just days before their world turned to all hell.   “  what of it, russ?  ”

#𝐝𝐲𝐧. ⟨ russell ⟩ / * i'm no world beater but i had plans . #𝐱𝐢. / * gonna die in this small town { ogden } #deputyclank

[saviourwed]

𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.

i said i’d do them and here we are, a list of prompts set either before or during sex. as always, if you want to reverse the roles, add “+ REVERSE” to your chosen meme! so, [ STRADDLE ] + REVERSE would mean the receiver straddles the sender! okay, now, have a wonderful day!

[ UNZIP ] :     sender unzips/unbuttons receiver’s dress/shirt - s l o w l y

[ STRADDLE ] :     sender straddles receiver.

[ PULL ] :     sender pulls receiver closer to them.

[ PUSH ] :     sender pushes receiver against a wall during foreplay.

[ PIN ] :     sender pins receiver in place during foreplay/sex.

[ TRAIL ] :     sender presses a trail of kisses from receiver’s chin down to their waist.

[ HOIST ] :     sender lifts receiver on top of a counter as they have sex.

[ BENEATH ] :     sender moves a hand beneath an item of receiver’s clothing to touch their skin.

[ SCRATCH ] :     sender trails their fingernails against receiver’s skin during sex.

[ TUG ] :     sender tugs receiver’s hair while making out or having sex.

[ TILT ] :     sender tilts receiver’s head to the side to kiss their neck.

[ NECK ] :     sender wraps a hand around receiver’s neck during foreplay/sex.

[ LIFT ] :     sender lifts receiver up, so receiver’s legs wrap around sender’s waist.

[ LAP ] :     sender pulls receiver into their lap.

[ BEHIND ] :     sender arrives behind receiver and begins to kiss them from behind.

[ DOWN ] :     sender gives receiver oral sex.

[ HUSH ] :     sender and receiver try to keep quiet during sex.

[ PUBLIC ] :     sender and receiver have sex in a public place.

[ YANK ] :     sender rips off an item of receiver’s clothing.

[ COVER ] :     sender uses fabric to cover receiver’s eyes during foreplay/sex.

[ ICE ] :     sender uses ice cubes against receiver’s bare skin.

[ MARK ] :     via gentle biting or hickeys, sender leaves a mark on receiver.

#𝖑𝖜. ⟨ memes ⟩ / * i can change everything about me to fit in . #𝖑𝖜. ⟨ nsfw ⟩ / * she’s always been a perfect mystery .

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐘𝐏𝐒𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐄.        /   a  highly selective, multi - verse   LUCILLE WILLIAMS   from amc’s    the walking dead  .   established october 2020,  revamped may 2021.   revived by elle.  ©      /      𝙒𝙀'𝙍𝙀 𝙅𝙐𝙎𝙏 𝙂𝙍𝙐𝘽𝘽𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙄𝙉 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝘼𝙎𝙃𝙀𝙎.

#ASH SNAPPED AHHHHHHHHHHH THANK YOU SO MUCH #the walking dead rp #twd rp #apocalypse rp #indie rp #horror rp #self promo

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𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐘𝐏𝐄 𝐎𝐅  " 𝐈 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 "  𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 ?

𝐈 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 & 𝐈 𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐇 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐌𝐔𝐂𝐇.

the pining, the aching, the wishing, and hoping; it's what you whisper to yourself under the cover of darkness as you fall asleep thinking of them. it's the text you've typed out and deleted before sending at least a dozen times. it's the countless pictures of them you have of them on your phone, the home screen image of their smile that you know will give you away the next time they jokingly swipe your phone. it sits restless and suffocating at the back of your throat. rip dude, i know how that is.

tagged  by  :     stolen from myself. tagging  :   @saviourled​  ,  @deputyclank​  ,  @suchbllshit​   ,   @shotcalled​

#𝖑𝖜. ⟨ study ⟩ / * never be so clever you forget to be kind .

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deputyclank​:

In thirty-six hours Russell’s entire mind bended into someone different. He became someone that he was so scared of becoming, someone David said he wouldn’t become. He didn’t even notice his mind slipping, didn’t even notice that he was changing the way he thought and spoke. All of it felt so natural, so normal… and then paranoia set in. It started at the house, started after he shot that revolver more times than necessary. Lucille had been talking to him about it when he interrupted her, telling Judy and David they needed to go. He should’ve been listening to his girl, but instead his mind was wandering to whatever conversation the Duttens were having. He knew it was about him. He could sense that. If Lucille was asking questions then they would be too. They were slowly turning against him, weren’t they?

It was what happened after he killed that government official which set his mind into a motion he couldn’t stop. Pulling a gun on the woman he loved had been easier than he thought it ever could be. He pulled the gun from her shoulder and took David’s spare, never stopping the way his gun moved between all three of them. He spoke his bitter words, fighting them off before sending them walking ahead of him. The entire time his mind was on fire, head burning and building with the thoughts of betrayal they were plotting. They’d leave him. They’d leave him for dead. This was his best option to not be left behind.

When Lucille spun on him shortly after dropping the rifle he was quick to grab the pistol, aiming at her. He told her to stop, told her to stay where she was and not get any closer. Part of him was screaming to put the gun down, but there was another piece of him that was louder and stronger telling him to not stand down. She spoke with a raise of her hands and he swallowed hard, frustration bristling in his blue eyes, “You stay back, Lucille. I don’t want you comin’ any closer.”

She stepped closer and he readjusted his grip on the gun, her voice nearly cooing in his direction in an attempt to get him to see straight. He shifted where he stood, swallowing a hard breath as she called him baby. His mind was on fire, rage burning through him. His hands began to tremble slightly and he shook his head, “Stop, Lucille. I don’t want to shoot you.”

When she didn’t stop her advancing his hands eventually fell, lowering the gun so that he could look at her without a sight blocking the view. He pinched his face in frustration, drawing in a harsh breath then speaking in a harsh tone, “I ain’t interested in whatever it is you want to say, Luce. Get on back up there and start walkin’ again.”

she knew he could shoot her.   she knew that he wouldn’t even flinch in this state. but what did she have left to lose? were they all going to die from this disease . . . or were they going to eventually go crazy and pick each other off anyways? she would rather die right here on the pavement than lose herself.

she didn’t back down. instead, she took a couple more steps towards him, the soles of her sneakers crunching quietly on the asphalt.   "  russell,  it’s me.  it is okay.   YOU   are okay.   just let us help you,  ”   she tried to reason quietly, raising a shaky hand up to rest on top of the gun to completely lower it. 

she turned just enough to look over her shoulder at their group, offering them a reassuring and slightly apologetic glance for what they were about to witness. she wouldn’t dare lay a hand on someone she loved. but she spun back quickly on the balls of her feet, bringing her right fist to meet him square in the nose. it was a good thing russell wasn’t acting like the man she loved.

#𝐝𝐲𝐧. ⟨ russell ⟩ / * i'm no world beater but i had plans . #𝐱𝐢. / * gonna die in this small town { ogden } #deputyclank

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a plotted starter for @deputyclank​​ because my feelings need to be hurt worse, i guess.

in thirty-six hours, their world had turned to shit.    it had started with david shooting a maddened rory at the baseball game, and from there, their tiny world in odgen marsh had fallen to pieces. she had heard russell talk about investigating a pilot found in the marsh, how the plane went missing. then, the water had been shut off. contamination, he said. whatever was making the town crazy was spilling into the waterworks, and those who lived closest to it were the first victims. 

her first thought had been russell’s house. he lived just a few minutes away from the lake. she had stayed with him a few nights recently.   WAS SHE GOING TO GET SICK?   was it a matter of time before whatever this was ate away at her brain until she was a maniac?

russell was starting to show signs.  she had suspected it at judy and david’s. it was more than just a few protective wasted bullets. the look in his eye was cold, distant. it wasn’t the same man she had been with just hours earlier. he was reckless and impulsive, two things that russell clank was not.    not the russell she knew.    not the russell who had been scared out of his mind of getting caught shutting the water tower off.

she hadn’t been paying much attention on the road, digging through the backpack she was carrying for one of the bottles of water she had packed from judy and david’s garage. she had checked in on becca, whose throat was pretty sore from the accident at the car wash. that’s when russell spotted his cruiser, and she was quick to his side to look for any resources left inside. she barely had enough time to notice him grab the spike strips, throwing it in front of the government suv. not only to stop the van. but to   MURDER   the man inside before they were able to receive any real information from him.

the russell she knew and loved was slipping through her fingers minute by minute. as they confronted him, he pulled a gun, aiming at the group - aiming at her. the lifelessness behind his eyes caused her heart to shatter, but she kept walking. several thoughts were racing through her mind at once. how becca was shaking from fear. how the last conversation she had with her dad was   SIX DAYS AGO  .    where was her dad and step-mom? her brothers, their wives, and children? were they still alive? had they gotten out?    AND THEN RUSSELL.

as soon as he entered her mind, david mentioned confronting him. her window. she stopped walking and turned on her heels in one movement, her jaw set and hands immediately shooting in the air to proclaim her intention to do no harm.

“ H - HEY.   hey, stop, ”  she quickly warned him, taking a slow step towards him.  “listen, i’m not going to hurt you . . . i just want to talk, russ.  BABY, PLEASE.   ”

#𝐝𝐲𝐧. ⟨ russell ⟩ / * i'm no world beater but i had plans . #𝐱𝐢. / * gonna die in this small town { ogden } #deputyclank

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MARGOT ROBBIE AT THE TONIGHT SHOW WITH JIMMY FALLON

#this woman will outdrink any grown man in front of her and that's a fact #𝖑𝖜. ⟨ visage ⟩ / * what a shame she went mad .

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MARGOT ROBBIE Vogue UK (2021)

#𝖑𝖜. ⟨ visage ⟩ / * what a shame she went mad .

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MEGAN FOX Reacts to Her First Interview and Other Major Career Moments (Exclusive)

#𝖑𝖜. ⟨ study ⟩ / * never be so clever you forget to be kind . #𝖑𝖜. ⟨ queue ⟩ / * on a supply run. .

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Grab a marker and write something on my muse! (Anywhere on their body)

#𝖑𝖜. ⟨ memes ⟩ / * i can change everything about me to fit in .

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.   SOULMATE STARTER PROMPTS   .

These prompts assume that both muses are soulmates.   Send   + [reverse]    for our muses to switch places.

[ color ]   -   for my muse to suddenly see color when their meet your muse. [ sound ]   -   for my muse to suddenly hear sound when they meet your muse. [ voice ]   -   for my muse to be unable to speak until they meet your muse. [ music ]   -   for my muse to be unable to sing/hear music until they meet your muse. [ mark ]   -   for my muse to discover that your muse’s soul mark is the same as theirs. [ hide ]   -    for my muse to hide their soul mark from your muse. [ nightmare ]   -   for my muse to meet your muse in their nightmares. [ dream ]   -   for my muse to meet your muse in their dreams. [ pain ]   -   for my muse to feel a sudden pain whenever your muse gets injured. [ bruises ]   -   for an injury to suddenly appear on my muse because your muse was injured. [ bloom ]   -   for flowers to bloom on my muse where your muse was injured. [ vision ]   -   for my muse to see what your muse  is experiencing in a vision. [ tattoo ]   -   for my muse to get a tattoo/piercing that appears on your muses body. [ countdown ]   -   for a countdown on my muses wrist to reach 0 as your muse draws near. [ touch ]   -   for my muse to be able to feel everything your muse can feel. [ written ]   -   for my muse to write something on their skin that will appear on your muses body. [ drawn ]   -   for my muse to draw something on their skin that will appear on your muses body. [ first ]   -   for my muses first words to your muse to be written on their body. [ last ]   -   for my muses last words to your muse to be written on their body. [ date ]   -   for the date when our muses meet to be written on their body. [ place ]   -   for the place where our muses meet to be written on their body. [ initials ]   -   for your muses initials to be written on my muses body. [ constellation ]   -   for a constellation to appear on our muses bodies as they interact. [ immortal ]   -   for my muse to always fall back into love with your muse, an immortal being, throughout each of their lifetimes. [ file ]   -   for my muse to receive a file containing all information about your muse, their soulmate. [ string ]   -   for my muse to follow the red string wrapped around their finger to your muse. [ death ]   -   for my muse to die at the same time yours does. [ protect ]   -   for my muse to know the time and cause of your muses death, and prevent it. [ failure ]   -   for my muse to now the time and cause of your muses death, and fail to prevent it.

#𝖑𝖜. ⟨ memes ⟩ / * i can change everything about me to fit in .

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chrmatiica​:

𝐒𝐇𝐄  𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐍'𝐓  𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐓𝐎  𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊  𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍  𝐓𝐎  𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄,     especially  not  this  woman  and  the  man  she  stood  beside.     to  her,  they  were  still  the  enemy,  even  if  they  were  supposed  to  be  working  together.     just  who  did  she  think  she  was?     standing  up  in  front  of  them  and  giving  them  orders.     not  too  long  ago  she  was  here,  taking  half  of  their  stuff  and  mocking  them  for  being  under  their  control.     she  had  also  been  there  prisoner,  a  right  move  and  now  they  had  taken  steps  back.     how  could  rick  even  work  with  them?

“      𝐇𝐎𝐖  𝐂𝐀𝐍  𝐈  𝐀𝐒𝐊  𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐊  𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐓  𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍  𝐇𝐄  𝐈𝐒  𝐆𝐋𝐔𝐄𝐃  𝐓𝐎  𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑  𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃'𝐒  𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄  '𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐄  𝐇𝐄  𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒𝐍'𝐓  𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐓  𝐇𝐈𝐌?      ”     rosita  asked,  arms  folding  across  her  chest  as  she  stayed  focused  on  her,  knowing  there  was  other  people  who  thought  the  exact  same  thing  as  her.     how  were  we  supposed  to  trust  the  saviors  when  it  was  clear  that  rick,  maggie  and  ezekiel  didn’t  trust  them?     yet  her  last  comment  made  her  blood  boil  even  more  as  she  shook  her  head,  dark  hair  swinging  in  her  ponytail  as  she  looked  at  her,      “     oh  so  you  and  your  husband  make  all  your  decisions  together?     so  whose  choice  was  it  to  have  abraham  killed?     yours  or  his?     and  what  about  glenn?      ‘cause  i  don’t  remember  him  taking  a  second  to  talk  to  you  about  it.     he’s  a     FUCKING  MONSTER     and  you  enable  him,      ”     rosita  moved  towards  her,  standing  right  in  front  of  her,  forcing  her  to  look  her  in  the  face.     she  knew  this  could  be  a  mistake,  this  could  get  her  kicked  out  of  her  home,  but  she  couldn’t  just  act  like  nothing  had  happened  between  them  all,  not  let  everyone  else  was  doing,      “     if  you  can  control  him  like  you  say  you  can,  why  didn’t  you  ever  do  it  before?      ”

she knew not to react.   reactions got people killed in this world. in order to survive, she had to have a pokerface. people said shit just to get under another’s skin, and this? this was rosita’s attempt of getting the upper hand, and if lucille had    ANY    chance of saving her husband and the group she had fought for years to keep alive, then she had to ruffle a few feathers.

“  we aren’t the ones who shot first,  ”    she pointed out, her tone calm yet stern as she kept her eyes fixed on the girl in front of hers.   “  if you want to play the blame game, then you’re blowing hot air. because one day? you’re going to come across a group that’s going to rock your fucking world, and then what? i’m giving you the chance to have trained military experts on your side. we have a whole militia skilled in combat. you know, the ones left after your group blew mine’s outpost up.  and i’ve seen what you can  –––    OR CAN’T   ––– do with a gun, remember?  ”  she inquired, the corner of her mouth twitching upwards into a jesting smirk as she referred to the moment where rosita had aimed her gun at lucille and had hit the bat on her shoulders instead.  

#𝐝𝐲𝐧. ⟨ rosita ⟩ / * you can try to get under my skin . #𝐢𝐢𝐢. / * time makes you bolder { alexandria } #chrmatiica