#agirlinhell

I don’t need you to save me, I don’t need you to cure me, I don’t need you and your antidote, for I am my disease. 

I don’t need you to free me, I don’t need you to help me, I don’t need you to lead me through the light. 

I will always fall and rise again, your VENOMOUS HEROINE, ‘cause I am a survivor, yeah, I am a fighter. 

I will fall and rise above, and in your hate I find love, ‘Cause I’m a SURVIVOR, yeah, I am a FIGHTER.

I will not hide my face, I will not fall from grace, I’ll walk into the FIRE, baby. 

All my life I was afraid to DIE, and now I come ALIVE inside these FLAMES. 

You don’t want me to love you, you don’t want me to need you, you don’t want to look at me for you will turn to STONE. You don’t want me to hurt you, you don’t want me to bite you, you don’t want me or my aching soul.

“My  b e c o m i n g  was not  gentle. I was  FORGED  in flames… I was tempered by pain and the fires that scorched through my veins. I was broken, again and again, melted down, remade, reforged until  n o t h i n g  remained of who I’d been before.”

She was a warrior worth a hundred men, worth one hundred soldiers, ready to confront a DEMON or a GOD, and you couldn’t kill her if you tried for a hundred years. her ENEMIES are becoming STRONGER, her BATTLES are becoming more INTENSE, the sting of LOSS is becoming more PROMINENT, yet, here she stands, surviving &&. fighting. she’s ѕтιll нere. she is not a mere woman. she is an inferno, she is a tempest. she is venom, &&. fangs, &&. claws. she is lightning, &&.starlight &&. she is hell incarnate. you think she is a pretty little thing? darling, you couldn’t be more wrong. you saw her beauty, but not the IRON underneath. she is a heroine, with a grin made for war, &&. eyes flecked with ash, striding, powerful, into the arms of death. 

perhaps she will be the one you will follow into battle.

“the fire didn’t claim me - I AM the FIRE.” she is CHAOS &&. BEAUTY intertwined, a TORNADO of ROSES from DIVINE. She is the OCEAN INCARNATE: she LOVES, HATES &&. WEEPS. she DEFIES all ATTEMPTS to CAPTURE her with words &&. REJECTS all SHACKLES that attempt to BIND her.

“Lord help anyone who stands in my way; for I am not merciful, and I am not kind, and I am not afraid to make you wish that I was.” - she can be your sweetest dream &&. your worst nightmare: do not provoke her. 

&&. her name is CLEMENTINE. 

               STILL                              NOT                             BITTEN!

An independent, private, highly selective, canon and canon divergent, and heavily headcanon based ask/roleplay blog for Clementine from Skybound’s The Walking Dead series. None spoiler free. OC selective, crossover, alternate universe and group roleplay friendly. Multiship, multiverse, multigenre, multiera. EST. October 5th, 2018. 9+ RP Experience. 18. Portrayed, loved and supported by Angie.

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JGLJGAGALJGAGALJGALJGA I CAN’T SEE A MORE FITTING ENDING TO HOW HE DIES - “LOOK CLEM - I’VE GOT THE FIREWORKS WORKING — OH FUCK—” [EXPLODES]

Ah, yes, on his birthday, I delete my blog because I kill my own muse!

[ALWAYS SUNNY IN PHILADELPHIA THEME SONG]

          louis does as he’s told, arms keeping a firm hold around her, head resting atop hers. he doesn’t say anything for a few more moments, more than content in sharing this quiet moment between the two of them. he’s also tired, more than content in holding onto clem until they both fall asleep.

          but before either of them have the chance to drift off, he’s speaking up, voice raspy from misuse.