ㅤ ㅤ˗ˋ 𓆩𓆩 ／៸⠀𝕽OSITAㅤ────╮ ᅠᅠ╰────ᅠ𝕰SPINOSAㅤˎ˗ ᅠ⤻  dying is 𝒔𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆⸼ it all just ᅠᅠ stops. you are 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅⸼ ᅠᅠ the people around you ᅠᅠ dying, that's the 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕⸼ ᅠᅠ- ̗̀⎨ written ʙʏ: ╱ ⦅ #ᴍᴏʀᴀ ⦆ ⠀

furrowing his brows , shifting to settle next to her . “ the hell you doing . . ? ”

. . ugh .

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ┈━━━━━━━ ㅤㅤ〈 𝕹𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗥 𝕭𝗘 𝗦𝗢 𝕻𝑶𝑳𝑰𝑻𝑬, ㅤㅤ 𝖄𝗢𝗨 𝕱𝗢𝗥𝗚𝗘𝗧 𝖄𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝕻𝑶𝑾𝑬𝑹 ﹚﹚〃 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ⤹ ʙʏ: #ᴍᴏʀᴀ ❱ ˊ˗ ⠀

// TUCKS HAIR I FORGOT I HAD THIS FELLOW .

negan promised me a proper fight . i'm more than ready for that fight now . ( 😁😇 !!! )

he was already popping out the cork using his knife , paying her concerns no mind turning his head mumbling . “ . . okay , you don't have to , not saying you had to even come along ya know ? ” he glanced down , shrugging . “ just wanna see what's all the fuss about . ”

amen .

// Carl and Hershel teaming up to take down negan : BESTIESSSS

// semi hiatus due to heavy stress , will be on 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒊𝒆 .

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ a literate, au, all seasons portrayal of twd’s carl grimes. 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 : dark themes, violence, gore. ♡ & ↺, 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞? ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

he's just sharpening a stick with a knife before he spots his dad , dropping the items he grins . “ Hey ! Doofus ! ”

having rather ( thick * ) red blood running down his clothes , he's walking back into alexandria .

// hershel decided to be rick jr today apparently

big sigh .

shrugging , glancing over . “ uh , just . . thinking . ” he murmured .

. . . ( cue a stare . )

( swatting his hand away , ) you do realize i'm not eight anymore , right ?

. . . fifteen . ( he rolled his eyes , pushing at his shoulder playfully . )