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Ace Grimes, younger brother of Rick Grimes and subjectively the best uncle to Carl Grimes. Our Ace has managed to acquire a big crush on the mysterious, angry redneck that smells like forest, sweat and dead animals. It's a shame he can’t see the man, but one supposes that at the end of the world where you’re constantly on the run, death at any corner, would mean there is no room for some romance…right?
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07 Jun 2026
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Steve is the apple of Eddie’s eye. Eddie is rotten to the core.
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10 May 2026
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The first step to breaking the cycle of abuse is to acknowledge the magnitude of how that abuse has impacted you. After that, it’s the not-so-simple matter of learning how to heal yourself, and learning how to accept people into your life.
Because people, no matter where they come from, or what they have done, or what they have gone through, deserve the chance to better themselves.
However, at the end of the world, allowing others into your life becomes a precarious balancing point of life or death.
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24 Mar 2026
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„Have you seen their tags?“, the infamous Ghost turned his head gesturing with a nod to the bodies in the hallway.
„Nope“, the man with the Mohawk shrugged and rolled his stiff shoulders, „But I gues they were a present from Sheperd, that bastard“
„I thought they were nothing more but a scare story for children“, admitted the third man with a British accent just like his two team mates and seemingly knowing what the masked man was talking about, „You know? Like the boogeyman“
„They are not“, stated Ghost und reached for his coms again, lowering his head to the tiny device, „The dead men are here“Bookmarked by PyreOnFyre
26 Feb 2026
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Marcus Guerrero bounced around his whole life, any attempt to settle ends in flames. But not the 141; they are born of flames, they thrive in flames, and in those flames he finds home.
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If the daggers shot from behind the baklava phased him, Marcus didn't show it. He carried himself like any American soldier he had seen, stiff and formal. Save that sass and promise of chaos in his eyes.Bookmarked by PyreOnFyre
23 Feb 2026

