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❝ 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?

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[She nods, easing the tension on her bowstring and tilting her head.] Are you okay..?

Wait.. When did Glenn die..?

"What the hell are you so happy about?"

You guys sound like Carver all over again.

I knew him for a little bit... he helped some friends of mine survive when it all started, and then went off to find his people. He was a good guy.

... what happened?

"You're to old to be whistling while we talk about a dead man. "

Needed why?

Oh.. that's nice, then. I guess I just never really thought about it. My dad smoked, before all this broke out.. I wonder what was stressing him out.

She blinked at that, squinting. "Oh— that's not like a regular cigarette?" She was nine when this all started, so she was unfamiliar with anything that wasn't over-the-counter and readily talked about by the adults around her. This one was new.

... Yeah, more or less.

"Oh, I don't care about the smell." She chuckled. "I've smelled WAY worse... sorry for asking so many weird questions." She shrugged. "If it helps calm you down, do your thing."

Sure thing, pretty boy. 🤭

((I think I'm feeling a little overwhelmed here, I might not be as active for a little while as I focus on another verse. Thank you for being patient with me.))