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NIX RILEY PLAYLIST
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shauna giving jackie's necklace to the eaten as a good luck charm like jackie did for her on the plane
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i'm going kill you, if you don't beat me to it (l.g x l.c)
Lilah leaves Mountainside in the dead of night. She doesn't like it there. The people are too friendly, too much. Sometimes, she can't distinguish threats from compliments, and can't help but feel that the meaningless questions they ask her are because they want to hurt her.
That's what happened to George. The reason she lost him and Annie. She wanted to leave a note for Benny or Nix, to let them know she was safe. It doesn't happen. She tries to remind herself that she doesn't care about them. In her gut, deep and violent, she wants to turn back.
She doesn't get very far, just into the tree lining, when a twig snaps behind her. Lilah, on instinct, has her knife out, practically throwing herself at the man behind her, pinning him down with the blade against his throat, and straddling his waist. "You're leaving?" He asked, his voice sounding far too hurt. It's Chong. He must've seen her. He didn't beg for his life like the others she killed had, and didn't even try to fight it. There was no fear in his eyes, only accusation.
Lilah can't remember the time that anyone had spoken to her in that way since she lost Annie. With affection. With love.
She buried the feeling deep down, where she'd never be able to reach. Love didn't help you survive in the Ruin. In the Ruin, love was a weakness. George would be alive if he didn't love her and her sister like they were his own.
Lilah stands far too quickly for it to be natural. "Go home, Chong. You'll die out here,"
"Did something happen?" He says, standing, and brushing leaves and dirt off his pants. "I can help it,"
"You can't," Lilah snapped. Her chest burned with years of hatred, anger, and fear coming up. Her eyes threatened to water. "You can't help me,"
"I'll tell Tom," Chong threatened. As if that did anything. Since he rejected her, he's been avoiding her. "I'll be gone by then,"
"Then I'm coming with you," He says.
This time, Lilah doesn't argue.
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benny imura's roman empire was seeing lilah's card for the first time
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my roman empire is that in twd they lost the prison, hershel, bob, lizzie, mika, beth, and tyreese in twenty seven days
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lilah and chong are soooo 'in another life' coded and benny and nix are "in this life' coded
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rick who wants to return to civilization and society during the prison arc vs carol who believes not everyone can/will survive and that sometimes it's about what you have to do and not what you want to do
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i. all you had to do was stay (p.b)
It was three in the morning when you slipped over the walls. Your knees trembled and shook as you walked deeper into the wasteland. You refused to get too comfortable in Woodbury. You'd been on your own for a year before Merle found you. You wanted to stay, truly, but you knew you couldn't stay anymore. That you couldn't share a bed with the Governor. He's worse than the dead.
That was all that could be said. You hated even thinking it, of thinking that you'd fallen for a few little lies and a pretty face. With their rotting flesh and hunger for the living, you never thought anything could be worse. Now, you knew the truth. You carried a bag of food as you set out north, toward the prison. A second bag full of stuff for a baby. The only place you thought might be safe away from him. He didn't know that you knew as much as you did, didn't think you knew the kind of person he was. Over the last few days, you'd pushed Andrea in his direction, had told him you needed space with the way the world was. It was believable. Adjusting back to it all hadn't been easy for you.
He claimed to understand. Pretended he didn't have wandering eyes. The entire concept of morality has changed since the fall. What was once right wasn't anymore. It hadn't been important. So what if an affair had taken place? Billions of people, billions, were dead and they were never coming back.
We do what we have to to survive, you always told yourself. Survival is all that mattered now.
You didn't stop moving until you got there, dawn just peeking out of the skyline. You took the longer way, the way he wouldn't expect if he ever found out where you were. Andrea's friend was here, Michonne. you reasoned, hoping it would mean something. Or, you hoped the old saying, the enemy of my enemy is my friend, still meant something. Whether it be the Governor or the roamers, there were countless enemies around you.
The one you imagined to be Rick stormed to the front of the gates, holding his gun against your forehead. You wondered who let him know you were there. "What the hell are you doing here?"
You threw him the second bag you carried, formula and diapers inside. Andrea mentioned a baby. His baby. "I'm here with a peace offering. That, and a request for sanctuary,"
Rick scoffed, looking through it. "And I should trust you why? Give me one good reason I shouldn't put a bullet in your brain,"
"I spent a year on the road, living in hundreds of different houses. Do you know how many people hid supplies and died before they could come back for them? How if you look at the right place, you can find medicine, food, weapons, and water?"
"And you just left it?"
"For the most part. I knew I would need it later. I can help you get it, and let you keep most of it. I'll be gone soon. I just need to hide for a little while,"
Rick rubbed his temples. "How do I know this isn't some trick? That the Governor didn't put you up to this?" You shrugged, watching as one of the roamers that crept closer was shot down with an arrow. You didn't see where it came from. It made you fidget with your gun. "Then say no and do it quick before more of them come. If you won't let me hide here, then I need to find somewhere else before he realizes I'm gone,"
You knew how it looked. The meeting had only taken place the day before. "Why would he care? Are you two together?"
You gave a soft laugh. "Hardly. Though, he might think so. But, then again, I am pregnant with his child," You needed a place to try to get rid of it. You couldn't exactly perform an abortion in the woods with a dirty bra wire and live.
Rick rubbed his head. "Fine. Fine. But if you even try to pull anything, and I mean anything, I will kill you. If I even think you're going to, I'm going to put you down. Do you understand me?"
"Loud and clear, Officer Friendly,"
#the walking dead x reader#phillip blake x reader#the governor x reader#obgyn carol era#this is governors public enemy number 1 reader
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i am never going to be able to take beth x carl seriously cause why was chandler riggs 13/14 and like 4'11 and emily kinney was 28/29 and 6'1
#sooo funny#the walking dead#carl grimes#beth greene#maybe they r not a legit ship but let me tell u that in my head at 12 they were
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how it feels to watch the walking dead and see the fat characters say smth about not having that much food left just KNOWING they're gonna be hit with the "itdoesn'tlooklikeurlowonfood" joke that happens multiple times throughout the show
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you’ve got to love how Suzanne Collins gave Katniss and Peeta the character goals of “keep Prim safe” and “stay myself” and then just flatly denied them both
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5x09 What Happened and What's Going On [The Walking Dead]
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"I tried to tell you. I tried to tell you, man. It was gonna be you. You're the kind of guy who saves babies. You think Gareth would have been able to follow you guys if you'd have just put a bullet in my brain? Cut me up like your sister did? Oh, whoa, whoa. Don't get up[...]"
- Martin
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