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theres-us-and-thedead · 7 years

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Indefinite Hiatus

This probably doesn’t really need to be said given my activity lately but it’s become really difficult to RP here. I have been working over 70 hours a week the past couple of months and I think it’s completely zapped my energy for Rick. Coming here and trying to do drafts has become stressful and it’s not fair to give my partners half hearted and museless replies.

So for now, I’m taking a break - for how long? I don’t really know. I’m giving an official hiatus in hopes it might take some of the pressure off my to-do list and respark some muse when I have time. I just wanted to give some explanation for those who I have drafts for/have been RPing with.

It’s been a really great and crazy over 3 years here with Rick. We’ve created some awesome stories and I’ve written with some incredible writers. So for that, thank you.

If you enjoy writing with me and not just with my Rick - feel free to private message me and I can share other places I write.

I’ve tagged those in my thread tracker / I’ve RPed with below just in case you were wondering about our threads. Thanks guys <3

@handcfhealing

@bethisms

@thesheriffswife

@wintersdeadlyrose

@mikahcastile

@idontkillorphans

@darkenigma32

@xkeepxonxsurvivingx

@onthestarsandsky

@thingswevelostmakeusstronger

@likepapertowns

@jenniferjareaufbi

@cxldlightxfday

@brokenhartedrp

@feral-fighter

@neverxlookback

@littlcsorrow

@redneckrobinhood

@backwaterxsongbird

@nanlanmo

@strxngernow

#hiatus notice

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theres-us-and-thedead · 7 years

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@prentiss-comma-emily

Rick’s family was dead. There was no conclusion that he could come to other than he was to blame. He had started the argument, in uniform of course, with the bar patrons. It had turned ugly. Threats had been made. They hadn’t been the first to do so. Rick took the usual precautions but he wasn’t prepared for what came a few weeks later. The front door ajar as he returned home from work with absolute horrors awaiting inside.

He knew exactly where to start looking for the perpetrators. Rick ran down every lead and relentlessly searched for the men he believed to be the killers. That was how he ran into the watcher. Rick was introduced into a whole new world. He threw himself into it, wanting to learn as much as he could. The old watcher eager to pass on his ways. Rick learned about the mass activation of Slayers and the added need for watchers. He wasn’t as knowledgeable or skilful as some of the others but he had a desire and a drive. So when the elder watcher believed Rick was ready to start down that path, he introduced him to the witch, Erin.

He met with Erin and they talked. He told her his story and reasons for wanting to continue down the watcher path. Rick wasn’t entirely sure what the young woman thought of him but she seemed to have a Slayer in mind. Ultimately their meeting had led to him to meet up with Erin and the woman in question Rick wasn’t sure what to expect. He had been thrust into a whole new world. Everything seemed uncertain but it didn’t deter his willingness to soldier onwards. He was eager to take the next step, to team up with a Slayer and move forward.

When he walked in he immediately recognized Erin but his gaze fell on the woman sitting at the table with her. His heart fluttered in his chest. Was that what it felt like to meet your match - your Slayer? Just excitement of what might be on the horizon or was it something else? Though he’d had no expectations, she seemed to instantly exceed them. Part of him was left wishing this was actually a blind date and not something closer to what might be a business arrangement.

Erin smiled and waved him over. She stood up from the table, seemingly ready to get on her way as soon as he arrived. “Rick - Emily. Emily - Rick.” She gestured between the two of them. The witch was beaming and he wasn’t sure why. “See you guys later. Have fun.” And with that simple introduction she turned and left them alone.

Rick’s gaze refocused on the woman he now knew as Emily. There was that flutter again. He gave her a smile and extended his hand. “Nice to meet you, Emily.”

#v: bump in the night #the slayer #the witch #prentisscommaemily #the beginning #drabble #Stuff and Queues

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#fc #rick #Stuff and Queues

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requested | rick grimes + happiness

#love that smile #rick #fc #gifs #Stuff and Queues

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#best colour #so pretty on him #rick #fc #gifs #Stuff and Queues

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Rick + looking at Michonne

#richonne #Michonne #Rick #fc #gifs #Stuff and Queues

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theres-us-and-thedead · 7 years

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[part 1 of 2]

[part 2]

The Walking Dead |SEASON 7| ➝ T E A M ♡ F A M I L Y

“We can fight them, Rick. We can find a way to beat them. We can do this. But… but only if we do this.”

#rick #these people are my family #Stuff and Queues

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requested: team family defending/standing up for rick

#me #Stuff and Queues

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prentiss-comma-emily

“It is when they lie,” she teased, melting easily into his kiss. This was probably the only situation he could lie to her and she’d be completely okay with it - as long as it remained for her benefit by way of amazing surprises. Emily was so overwhelmed with happiness that any cloud that had formed on her trip home had been solidly obliterated. “How the hell did you pull this off? I highly doubt you guessed my exact arrival,” she questioned, her mind already making a list of potential accomplices. Garcia maybe.

Emily took the gift from him and entered further into her own bedroom at his insistence. As she accepted the glass of wine from him, she spotted a couple of lights flickering from the master bath and she couldn’t stop the smile on her face from growing. He’d done so much and she got the feeling there was more to come. “You’ve been busy,” she said quietly, setting her wine down on the dresser so she could open her gift. Inside sat a beautiful new watch, fancier than her current one yet completely suited to her in a way only he could understand. “It’s beautiful, thank you,” she smiled at him, “I sent yours to Shane so you wouldn’t open it too early. I guess I could tell you what it is, it’ll just be waiting for you.”

When she’d thought of and subsequently bought his gift, she wondered if it might come across as cheesy or hokey or something similar. But the more she held onto the idea, it became more meaningful for her. She just hoped he’d feel the same way. “Technically I got one for myself too, just different,” she pulled at the chain around her neck to show the small pendant hanging there. From afar, it looked like any simple necklace she’d owned in the past but looking closely, it was the shape of a shield with his numbers engraved lightly into the metal. “Yours isn’t a necklace, nor is it dainty. It’s a solid token, a coin with weight to it. You can put it in your wallet or your pocket or keep it at your desk. This way, I’m with you. You’re with me. We stay safe.”

Rick just shook his head at her question. “I can’t reveal my sources otherwise I’m never gonna be able to pull somethin’ like this off again,” he taunted with a small smile. Most of the time it was nice when they both knew when the other was coming. It gave them something to look forward to when things were getting tough with work. But every so often it was nice to just surprise one another. “And I didn’t really lie. I was missin’ you and wishin’ I could see you,” he reminded, “I just forgot to mention that you’d be seein’ me in a little while instead of in a week or two.”

He smiled as she took in everything he’d done that afternoon. Rick was glad that she seemed to like everything. He watched as she unwrapped the gift, trying to gauge if he’d done the right thing. “It’s engraved too,” he pointed out softly as she inspected it. There wasn’t a lot of space but it’d been just enough to get ‘With all my love, Rick’ engraved across the back. Rick hoped that it wasn’t too much or that he’d ruined the gift with the personalised touch - that his thought she might want something to remind her of him wasn’t overreaching.

“Oh?” His eyebrows quirked up as a smile pulled at his lips, “looks like I’m not the only one with an accomplice.” Rick knew that Shane seemed to be happy to assist Emily in whatever plot she’d hatched. His best friend seemed to be more than happy about Rick finding someone like Emily. He smiled when he saw the familiar numbers and symbol on her necklace. “I love it,” Rick said as she described her present for him. He couldn’t resist pulling her close and kissing her deeply. It was the most thoughtful gift he’d ever gotten. Rick had no intention of it ever leaving him. “I love you,” he spoke softly against her lips.

#prentisscommaemily #valentines day

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prentiss-comma-emily

Emily spent most of the flight home trying to pretend she was reading in an effort not to be dragged into the conversation. Valentine’s day plans. Most of her life, she didn’t care much about the holiday so the conversation wouldn’t be grating on her nerves, but this year she’d be going home to her empty apartment because her Valentine lived hundreds of miles away. Finally the holiday was a reason to get excited but it was just making her sad, the distance wasn’t helping, and the joyful chatter was manifesting a large cloud over her mood.

Thankfully Hotch had insisted they all head home straight off, debriefing could be done in the morning. The case had been long and Emily was grateful. She made it to her apartment quickly, not bothering to stop for food. Either she’d suffer her measly stores later or she’d risk an extended wait for take-out. Dropping her keys and purse on the table, she slowly moved through her routine. Alarm set, jacket draped on the chair, gun stored, one by one she checked off items on an internal list all the while pondering what she’d even do that evening. She thought about calling Rick, even if they couldn’t be together, she’d at least like to hear his voice.

As she moved towards her bedroom, she saw a figure standing in the doorway and for a split second she panicked before she registered it was Rick, his oh-so welcome southern drawl coming right after. “Oh you dirty bastard,” she scolded with a grin pulling across her features, “you said you were home, alone, and sad. You made yourself sound pitiful.” Emily moved closer, caught between wanting to playfully smack his chest and kiss him. She chose both, smacking him gently first before pulling him in for a kiss, “happy Valentine’s Day to you too. When did you get here anyway?”

Rick waited, and waited, and smiled when she finally saw him. He couldn’t help but let out a soft chuckle at her response. “Is that any way to greet your Valentine?” he teased with a sly grin as she approached. Rick pulled her close with his free hand and pressed a gentle kiss to her lips. It was so good to see her. Made all the better by his plan having worked perfectly. He would have to thank everyone profusely who had helped him pull it off, but for now he was eager to enjoy Emily.

“Here,” he said as he produced the small wrapped box that he’d been holding in his other hand. It contained a new watch. He’d seen it and it looked like something that would suit her perfectly. There were a few new added gizmos than the one she had in case she ever wanted to use something more hi-tech.

He waited for her to take it before he reached around the corner to pick up the glass of wine he’d poured and offered it out to her. “Come on in here, I’ve got everything ready for you,” Rick encouraged before she had the chance to open her gift, “thought you might want to relax after your long day. Heard it was a big case.”

#prentisscommaemily #valentines day

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Rick had been waiting eagerly to find out if they were going to be able to spend Valentine’s Day together. They could’ve made a special day for themselves on any other day when neither of them were busy but he still wanted to see her. It was hard not to be close to her during the rest of the year but it was particularly difficult when every advertisement, billboard, radio commercial reminded him of couples, love, and mostly how much he wished he was with her.

It took some clever coordinating and bribery to even have a chance of keeping it a secret. He’d found out when the jet was landing and reasonably assumed when she might be heading back to her place. Hotch may have also been complicit in making sure that everyone went home instead of staying late to work on any paperwork. Rick set Emily a few texts with the implication that he was sitting at home and missing her - which was half true. He was missing her but he was at her home, not his.

He did his best to time things out perfectly. Somehow it all seemed to work out. The hot bath was run, the glass of wine poured, and he was waiting in the doorway of her bedroom with her Valentine’s Day gift in hand when she finally opened the door.