I Think James Or Mitch Would Have Been Much Better Romance Options Than Louis Or Violet.

Quick sloppy drawin before work

Clementine limps back to where they came out of the cave, relying on the axe to support half of her weight.  She feels a wave of exhaustion wash over her body as she sluggishly pushes herself forward. Her breathing is short and heavy with every ounce of strength she uses to drag her leg another couple of inches at a time.

The urge to collapse is stronger than she’s ever felt before, but the thought of AJ waiting for her at the school forces her to go on and on, even when it feels like an eternity.

“Fuck…” She groans, stopping momentarily to breathe deeply. It only makes it even more of a struggle to start walking again.

“Clementine…?” A familiar voice resonates from the somewhere behind her. James lingers in the opening of the cave. He wasn’t sure if she heard him or was ignoring him, or why she was limping. Putting his own internal conflict aside, he rushes to help her. “Clem, what happened?!”

He kneels to look closely at her bleeding leg.

“Who did this to you?”

“Have… to get… to AJ…” She heaves.

“AJ. Where is he? The school?” His voice is breathless yet steady and slow, quite the contrast to his usual uncertainty and whispering.

“We got… separated. I told him… and Tenn… to go to the school…” She forces the words from her constricted throat and her voice trails off into dry, painful coughing and gasping.

“Here…” Without a further word, James returns to his feet, fastening the axe to his hip before hoisted Clementine up into his arms. She’s hesitant, but doesn’t have much of a choice if she wants to see AJ again. Plus, finally being able to rest would be great.

And before she knows it, she falls unconscious. James glances down at her sleeping face against his chest, swaying slightly with every careful footstep. He knows that she can’t him, but…

“Clementine… I’m sorry.” He tears his eyes away from her helpless form. “I was wrong.”

~

Her eyes crack open a few minutes into the walk, and widen in surprise when she sees that he is still carrying her with no complaint. Though, new trails of sweat creep down his face. She watches quietly for a moment.

“Thank you.” Her voice is weak and little, yet startles James. She tries not to chuckle for her poor throat’s sake. “Who knew you had all this hidden strength under the walker skins?” She teases in an attempt to keep things from getting uncomfortably serious again.

“We should be there soon.” He speaks in a low voice, just loud enough for her to hear from his arms. “I hope they made it there safely.”

Clementine smiles up at his consideration. It’s baffling that this is the same guy who threw her to the ground, elbowed her in the face, and tried to take AJ not even two hours ago.

“I can.. try to walk again. If you’re tired.” She notes, but then both of their gazes fall on her sliced leg. It had gone numb a while ago, which she knew was a bad sign, but it seemed like a blessing considering how long it’s taking to get back to the school.

“No, I’ve got you.”

~

“Oh my god- Clem!” Ruby cries from the gate, throwing it open and making way for James to come inside. She starts keeping up pace with them, leading him to Clementine and AJ’s room. “AJ told me what happened on the bridge, oh god, Louis…”  

“So they’re okay? AJ and Tenn?” James asks.

“AJ is… But…” She opens the door to their dorm room. “He says Tenn ran off after you guys were separated. I hope he’s okay…”

He groans as he lowers himself to his knees and places Clementine onto the lower bunk, and once she’s out of his grip both his arms and legs feel weightless. He steps back as Ruby starts examining her leg.

The sound of small footsteps patter closer to the door and finally AJ bursts into the room, practically flying past James and Ruby, and straight to Clementine.

James suddenly feels a familiar discomfort poking at the back of his mind. That he doesn’t belong here. He isn’t wanted.

“I’ll look for Tenn.” He sweeps the unreasonable worries under a metaphorical rug.

“By yourself?” Ruby glances over her shoulder. “Let me send someone out with you. It’s safer.”

“I’ll be okay.” He slides his mask on.

“Oh, right. Walker mask… Gotcha.”

He turns to leave the room, placing a hand on the heavy wooden door, but stops in his tracks when Clementine asks him to wait. He slowly turns around, peering through the holes in his mask. She stares past AJ and Ruby, silently requesting that he comes to her side. He does, and kneels down to AJ’s height, intently watching her slowed movements. He hadn’t realized how pale she’s gotten from the blood loss, and now that he does he’s worried all over again. She wraps one arm around AJ, pulling him in, and then does the same with James, squeezing the boys in a double hug.

“Eh, heh…” James tries to think of something to say, but his mind is drawn to a blank.

“I’m glad you’re back, Clem.” AJ smiles, refusing to let her go again.

She pulls away, giving AJ a kiss on his cheek, and before James can react, he gets a quick kiss on the cheek of his mask too. The same mask hides his flustered expression as he stands to his feet and turns around.

“Did you just kiss the walker skin?!” Ruby exclaims, causing Clementine to giggle a little before having another coughing fit.

“I’ll get you some water.” AJ stands up and rushes out the door. James steps out behind after him, letting out a long, emotionally conflicted sigh.

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Almost forget to upload this…😵

Hanami Uzumaki x Hisoka Uchiha - Babies

Daenerys fought for Jon and saved his life multiple times. She begged and pleaded with him to choose her and to fight for their love. And he fucking pushed her away when she needed him, told Sansa his secret who betrayed him by telling Tyrion, and now Varys is having second thoughts.

Jon already killed Daenerys Targaryen.

first of all, love your writing! your angst gives me actual pain in my chest. second, would you take a request for james returning and seeing clem without her leg? (perhaps he remembers what he said about breaking her leg in the cave :]c)

Awh, thank you love! That’s the sweetest compliment I’ve ever received! I sure would; more angst, comin’ right up!

However, I noticed something, this ask also does not specify whether it’s headcannons or imagines. Again, I’ll let it slide, but this is the second and last time I will be doing so, everyone! Only because this request is really cool, pffft.

When James returned to his barn, the last thing he expected to see was Clementine, sitting on the ground, bleeding out, her own severed leg casually laying next to her. 

He’d completely frozen, looking at the unconscious girl with wide eyes.

James raced to her side, completely forgetting about their argument in the cave.

He cups her cheek and moves her head to face him, heart beating far too fast for it to be natural.

“Clementine?” He whispers, not realizing how shaken he was until his voice left him wobbly and unstable.

 She did not respond.

He would place a hand at her neck or wrist to check for a pulse, but he doesn’t know where to put it.

The Whisperers weren’t too big on caring for the injured. 

He settled for placing his ear to her chest to listen for a heartbeat. 

At that same moment, a groan sounded from above him.

He jumped backwards, away from her.

“James?” She called drowsily, eyes not quite open but still a relieving hazel.

Said boy released a breath he did not know he had been holding. 

“You’re alive,” he breathed, then looked down, “your leg…”

She chuckled humorlessly. “Hope you weren’t still planning on breaking it.”

James flinched.

“Clementine, I–”

“Forget it, James.”

“No,” he says sternly.

He reaches for her hand and sighs.

“You could have died,” he murmurs, horrified at his own words, “and your last memory of me would have been…”

“Aren’t you still mad?” Clementine asks, tilting her head.

“Who cares?” James answers, hugging her instead. 

Thank the Gods for FANFICTION.

—The entire Game of Thrones fandom

AMAZING

This person…. fixes butterflies….. 🦋