i tried initially making a closed multi as a sideblog but ive decided it’d be easier to just move main blogs altogether and open up interactions with some of those muses.

@dragonsembrace​​ said: ❛  seems  like  you’re  just  my  type .  ❜ ;)

sealed with a lead kiss. || not accepting.

A smirk perched on his lips, as his one eye beamed a playful look back at her. “That so?” He feigned some surprise, given that they’d been actually dating, rather than continuing the confusing game of ‘am I overthinking this interaction?’ that they’d been playing with each other prior. 

@manhattanopus​ said: ❛  it’s  gonna  be  a  long  night ,   might  as  well  make  it  fun .  ❜

sealed with a lead kiss. || not accepting.

She wasn’t wrong; they were practically boxed into their shelter, surrounded by a whole clusterfuck of walkers. And they likely wouldn’t move on until the next morning. But, the presence of alcohol gave him pause as she lifted up a bottle to show him. He swallowed, averting his gaze from her. It felt like a very convenient find, one he wasn’t sure he wanted her to uncover.

“I really… shouldn’t,” he admitted a bit quietly. He knew this to be the case, but it was becoming increasingly obvious how parched he was. It wasn’t water, and would only be a temporary solution he might regret in the morning, but he was so very tempted to indulge just this once. After a minute of deliberation, and her beginning to crack open the beverage, watching her only made his resolve to stay sober finally cave in completely.

@talesxhad​ said: ❛ you owe me dinner . i’ll settle for tacos ! ❜ (( from Louis :]

sealed with a lead kiss. || selectively accepting.

It hadn’t been long since he’d entered the gates of Ericson’s, and from what he’d heard, it was clear he’d only stepped foot past them because he knew Clementine. While some faces were less welcoming than others, there was the kid in the fancy coat that seemed curious enough about his presence to try talking to him. 

@omniterror​ said: ❛  close  your  eyes ,  take  a  deep  breath  in .  ❜ From Lee!

sealed with a lead kiss. || selectively accepting.

After that miserable day in the woods that’d changed his life completely, there were times that his emotions had gotten a hold over him. Not the more volatile emotions like anger– but sadness, guilt, regret. He didn’t want to draw attention to them, and pushed them down for the sake of the group, believing there were more urgent things than how he was feeling. But he’d bottled it up for so long he couldn’t stop the metaphorical dam from breaking. It hadn’t been the first time he’d cried in front of Lee, but it didn’t make it feel any less shameful that he was unable to hold his strong front any longer.

@timberfell​ said: ❛  i  don’t  really  care  where  we  are ,  as  long  as  we’re  all  together .  ❜ //also from clem.. hope it's okay i sent two!

sealed with a lead kiss. || selectively accepting.

Frustrated after a heated argument with the others in the group, he’d closed himself in the car alone until Clem had come along to check on him. The tension had been building for some time, and the pressure of the frigid cold fast approaching didn’t make matters better. But, it seemed to come to a head just as Kenny had finally gotten that damn truck he’d be slaving away at to work. It felt like he could do just about anything for them, and they’d act as though he’d personally caused the apocalypse.

He breathed a sigh, leaning his head on his arm. “I know, but… Clem, you said it yourself. Before what happened, you and Christa were on your way to Wellington. Y’all heard about it– I heard about it. It can’t… it can’t just be some story that people all made up.” He had no concrete way of knowing it was true, but it had spread like wildfire by word of mouth. That had to mean something, right? 

“Well it ain’t dead, is it?”

“Y’ won’t believe me, but he really didn’t want t’ kill y’all.” 

“Yeesh. Sometimes I forget what you fucks did to Bill.”