#hellbentwidow

@hellbentwidow​ gets this    !!

“Or are you a fan? You needn’t follow me so intently if you’re merely shy. I’m kindly to all of my fans,”

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“Tsk you’re kidding, right?” Ellie finds herself snorting a little at the other ━ head dips and she shakes her head a little. “I’ve seen you in action, don’t forget. I’m looking forward to this.” Sadie was a fucking badass through and through, some folks in Jackson might not appreciate that the way Ellie does, but oh she’s been out there. She KNOWS how useful that absolute feral instinctive nature made the difference between life or death. “Uhh... Maria marked up a bunch of supply ━ hot spots as she likes to call them on the map, they were pretty overrun last time Joel and I passed through, but fuck it. We’ve got bullets, knives and I dunno about you but I’m pretty agile with a clicker on my heels. So I say maybe two days ━ we should pack for three though, better safe than sorry.”

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Hues of grey and green lift to meet pools of brown.Tadeáš didn’t blame her for being furious with him. Yet he did hope there was a way to properly mend his wrong doings to her.       @hellbentwidow​

thunderstorms  were  a  sight  to  be  had  across  the  west.  lightning  strikes  the  plains,  erupting  the  peace  of  everything.   she  used  to  watch  the  light  dance  behind  the  canvas  of  a  tent.  and  now,  she  watches  them  from  behind  the  bubbled  glass  of  a  home.  a  home  that’s  all  but  grown  quiet  now.  without  john,   without  uncle.  with  the  somber  presence  of  a  boy  who  has  grown  up  too  fast   ---  and  the  looming  presence  of  age  old  ghosts.     she  wakes  every  morning  before  anybody  else.  and  she  walks  outside  to  stand  in  the  same  place.  the  same  place  she  used  to  stand  with  john.  and  drink  whiskey  with  wine,  smoking  cigarettes  all  afternoon.  but  now  she’s  alone,  and  there’s  a  rug  to  cover  the  blood.  rain  manages  to  seep  through  the  holes  in  the  roof,  and  mixes  with  the  tears  sprinkled  across  reddened  cheeks.  she’s  been  drinking.  she’s  been  coughing  too.  and  she’s  tired.  she’s  always  so  goddamn  tired.    ❛ 𝑤𝑒’𝑙𝑙 𝑎𝑙𝑙  𝑏𝑒  𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑒,  𝑠𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑒.   𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑡𝘩𝑖𝑛𝑔’𝑙𝑙  𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡  𝑏𝑒  𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑒.   𝑠𝑜  𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑡  𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟  𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑦𝑖𝑛’.  ❜  the  veil  is  thinner  than  it  has  ever  been  before.  and  with  her  arms  crossed  tightly  over  her  chest,  she  looks  through  the  rain  to  the  barn  across  the  field.  wishing  that  the  doors  will  one  day  open,  and  john  will  wipe  the  sweat  from  his  brow.  he’ll  walk  back  over,  always  with  that  funny  way  of  his,  and  he’ll  kiss  her  cheek  before  heading  back  inside.