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carlgrimesmissingeye ¡ 9 months
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tw: major character death, character suicide, scream things, idk what else lol
readers body type not skin color is mentioned, it’s just mentioned her skin ashens?
feeling very angsty today decided to make myself cry while writing this 😗
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thinkin about Ethan and fem!reader who have been in a relationship for a while, even before Richie died(who she didn’t know) and she slowly watches Ethan turn cold and uncaring. it was obvious he still loved her but there would be times he would blow off dates or classes and have no explanation besides “i’m with my dad, be back later” and she just thought it was him grieving in his own way with his father.
she had absolutely no idea her boyfriend of so many years was planning a massacre against her friends.
Ethan would usually sleep at her place, not liking how many girls Chad would bring back to their dorm. they’d obviously fool around, but something about this time felt different.
ethan, who was usually very loving during sex, would put her in positions with little eye contact, fidgeting whenever she’d look up at him. even with a fucked-out blissful look on her face, he couldn’t hold eye contact.
that didn’t stop him from giving aftercare though. they’d run a bath and chill in it, relaxing from their nightly activities when she decided to tell him that he was the only one she’d ever love, and if he went, she would be right behind him. maybe reminding him she loved him would snap him out of his funk, she wanted to help him mourn and help him get better. it didn’t.
ethan never spoke, just dazed off.
so imagine her surprise when she finds out the love of her life and his family had planned to gut them all hallow.
the pain in her eyes was undeniable, wretched sobs working their way out of her dry throat as Tara stabbed Ethan through the mouth. it didn’t matter that his sister, Quinn, had tore a hole in her side, it didn’t matter that she was losing blood..
watching Ethan take what was his presumed last breath took her own, being held back by Sam, Sam’s equally bloody arms wrapped around her body, full body shivers rippling across her skin, skin ashen with the blood loss and seeing Ethan fall to the floor after Tara ripped the knife out, the sound of the knife pulling out of Ethan’s throat with a wet squelch.
she thought it was over, but when Ethan jumped back up just to get the tv Stu Macher was killed with smashed on his head, running over to him to get him up, pry the tv off of his skull. he wasn’t shot in the head so he must be alive, right?
right?
she didn’t move until the cops tore her away from his body, kicking and screaming as Sam and Tara watched in pity, Kirby with a knowing look.
it wasn’t really a surprise to anyone when her body was found a few weeks later in her own apartment, no one had seen her since the shrine, since Ethan had chased her friends around and tried to carve them up. when they found her she was wearing one of Ethan’s hoodies, long forgotten, holding a picture of them together in one hand, one last look at the love of her short-lived life, and a gun in the other.
without the other, she would not live.
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this is all I have to say thank you
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carlgrimesmissingeye ¡ 11 months
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TW: knives, mentions of blood, name carving.
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desperately thinking about being between ghostface!ethan and ghostface!chad with them in costume. like you know who it is, but the knife ethan’s lightly dragging down your back as he fucks your from behind and the way chads dick is hitting the back of your throat is distracting you from the fact that this could be the last night of your life. but you don’t seem to care as ethan goes to rub slow circles on your clit and chad holds your face flush to his body as he cums down your throat(what if i said Chad whimpers too?). you cumming, and then ethan. they take turns carving their names, not deeply, cause they don’t want you dead, into the skin of your hips, watching the blood seep out of the jagged cuts. so you’ll always know who you belong to. too in love to leave and too scared to say anything to anyone. you stay they’re little doll, locked in their house(as if you’d want to leave, you only need your boys), being a perfect little whore and housewife for them.
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all of y’all liking my post is making me kick my feet and giggle. thank y’all so much!
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ethan landry definitely whimpers. that’s the post.
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carlgrimesmissingeye ¡ 11 months
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thinkin ab paranoid!fem!reader x stalker!ethan landry who originally started out as a protectorďżź and then the reason she even needed protection.
reader asking ethan to pass by her kitchen window to see if he could see anything through her new curtains she got off a paranoid whim. and when he does it just so happened to during the night when he’s coming home to his apartment behind hers, passing by and seeing through the curtains a perfect view of her ass(she would definitely need new curtains), bent over to get something out of the fridge.
ethan stopping in his tracks, keys dropping as an uncomfortable tent formed in his pants.
she was wearing a longer t-shirt with absolute gorgeous pink lacy underwear, her ass jiggling as she leaned back up and stepped back.
ethan couldn’t help but palm himself through his jeans, jeans that seemed awfully too tight now.
what a fucking view.
the reader going back to her mundane cooking, unaware her best friend was supporting a huge hard-on, staring at her backside through her kitchen window.
the same window ethan would visit every night now, sometimes in his ghostface costume.
where he could easily pull his dick out and jerk off with her completely unaware. she seemed uneased at all times, ethan only came when her knew she was at her most vulnerable state.
listening to whatever was on her tv in her bedroom next room over, and making dinner. a plate saved in the fridge for when ethan would come over to let her dog out during the day.
ethan deserved to be caught, staring at his best friend in the sickest ways with the sickest thoughts.
especially when she was in her room(a window near for ethan to watch) with her hand between her legs during the darkest hours.
ethan didn’t know, but it was his name on her lips as she moaned, thrashing around, riding her high down.
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carlgrimesmissingeye ¡ 1 year
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Not Them, Please || daryl dixon x fem!greene!reader
Fem!Reader she/her pronouns used.
Warnings: gore! usual twd violence, use of weapons, gun violence, mentions of walkers, Lucille, Negan gets his own warning, violence against reader, no use of Y/n, Negan called reader “little lady" but no mention of readers size/body type, established relationship w Daryl, reader and Daryl have a child and reader is pregnant
A/n: Set at the beginning of season 7, in the lineup. I decided to not kill off Abraham and Glenn:) Eugene technically replaces Daryl’s position with Negan.
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“Let’s meet the man!”
Out of the RV stepped a dark haired, middle aged man, wearing a leather jacket and carrying a barb wired baseball bat. Negan. A sadistic smile tattooed on his face as he studied the groups of people on their knees in front of him, surrounded by his own men. His lips twitched upward as he spoke. “Pissing our pants yet?” He stepped down from the RV’s steps, swinging the bat from beside him to over his shoulder.
“Boy do I have a feeling we’re getting close.” Negan said, walking closer to Rick’s group. Maggie was almost doubled over in pain, [Name] looked over at her sister, and then her brother in law(and quickly catching Daryl’s eye). “Mags, are you okay?” she said, holding out her hand to her sister,scooting away from Abraham and closer to Maggie. Maggie’s sweaty hand grabbed onto her younger sister’s hand, holding it like a vice. [Name] looked up into the eyes of Negan, not swaying nor cowering in the burning gaze of Negan Smith.
“Yeah, it’s gonna be pee pee pants city here real soon.” Negan said, his tongue darting around in his mouth and he waltzed in front of Rick’s group. “Now, which one of you pricks is the leader?” Negan questioned, looking to Simon for an answer. “It’s this one. He’s the guy.” Simon said, pointing to Rick. [Name]’s eyes darted to Rick, panic written all over her face while Rick looked disappointed. Bloodshot (e/c) eyes looked up to Negan, mouth gaped open like a beached fish. Negan stood in front of Rick, tilted backwards and his head cocked to the side as he smirked at Rick. He sighed, stepping more in front of Rick as he breathed out a raspy greeting. “Hi. You’re Rick right? I’m Negan. And I do not appreciate you killing my men.” Negan’s smiled turned down, his shit eating grin gone as he seethed at Rick. “Also, when I sent my people to kill your people for killing my people, you killed more of my people. Not cool. Not cool. You have no idea how not cool that shit is. But I think you’re gonna be up to speed shortly.” Ricks eyes slowly made their way up to Negan’s not exactly cowering but not stone cold as he met Negan’s petrifying stare. “Yeah. You are so gonna regret crossing me in a few minutes.” [Name]’s body shook as a shiver overcame her, not knowing which member of her family Negan would choose to try and prove a point. But one thing was for sure, she sure as hell would be the first to go down in order to protect her and Daryl’s daughter back home, and Judith. Judith and Carl were like her second and third child, if it meant she would die to protect them, then so be it.
“You see Rick, whatever you do, no matter what, you don’t mess with the new world order. And the new world order is this, and it’s really very simple. So, even if you’re stupid, which you very may well be, you can understand it. You ready?” At this point [Name] had stopped listening, ears ringing and eyes stinging with unshed tears and a shaking form. Her eyes darted around at her family again, counting in her head. ‘One, two, three…’ going on and on and by that time Negan had made his way over to [Name], pointing his bat in her face. “..you work for me now.” She looked up, swallowing as her eye twitched, holding Negan’s almost homicidal gaze.
“You have shit, you give it to me. That’s your job. Now I know this is a mighty big, nasty pill to swallow, but swallow it you most certainly will. You ruled the roost. You built something. You thought you were safe.” [Name] looked over to Carl, catching his gaze and mouthed to him “it’s okay. We’re gonna be okay”. She again stopped listening to Negan, only following him as he moved up and down their line, her own heartbeat being the only thing she could hear in her ears as her blood rushed up and down her body. She felt nauseous. She barely heard Negan when he said “You are not safe. Not even close” as she thought she was going to pass out. Get home to Amber, and Judith, and Tara. Oh god she’d miss her baby Amber if she died tonight. ‘At least she’d have her father’ she thought as she looked over to her husband, lip quivering as Daryl stared back, nodding to her as to console her. “This is your life now” Negan’s muted voice got back to her, as she looked down, studying the gravel beneath her, her knees begging her to get up, do something. Take down the whole place, save her family.
[Name] only looked back up when Glenn got up, letting out a mighty war cry "No, no!", following behind him before Maggie pulled her back down. The older Greene sister let out a muffled cry at the site of her husband being dragged back to his spot on the ground as the younger Greene’s face contoured to something of pure malice at the sight of Negan smiling, his words not registering in her brain. ‘Smug bastard.’ she thought. Glenn begged "Don't! Don't." [Name]'s own pleads came out of her mouth before she knew what she was pleading for. "Please.. please not her." she begged, "She's pregnant." [Name]'s eyes caught Negan's, a tear rolling down her cheek. Negan bent down, bringing his bat to her face to wipe the tear. Daryl visibly stiffened at the site of this piece of shit man in front of his wife. Negan used the to wipe the tear, also cutting her face in the process. She didn’t flinch. “Wow, you are one pretty lady, but the cut just oh so added beauty.” Negan’s hot breath hitting her face from the proximity of him. ‘He’s too close, way too close’. Negan got back up, walking over to Rick again. Saying something to him that was inaudible to [Name] until she saw Negan get up and point at Carl. “This is your kid, right?” ‘Oh god no, not Carl’. She could feel herself moving to stand up before Abraham pushed her down, nodding to Daryl. Daryl looked made of ice and steel. Daryl shook his head at her, telling her to stay put.
Negan made his way up, pacing back and forth in front of their group, whistling. God, [Name] would never forget that whistle, the long tune consisting of only two notes. "I simply cannot decide." Negan chuckled, moving farther back to get a good look at all of them. He suddenly threw up his hand, the bat like an extension of his already dealy red right hand. "I got an idea!" He chuckled again, moving towards Rick and pointing the bat at him. "Eenie."
This overly childish game went on for a while before the bat landed on Abraham. [Name] wept as Negan finalized the bat be had above everyone's favorite ginger. Abraham sent a peace sign to Sasha as she let out a silent sob. But before the bat could come down, [Name] moved in front him Abraham with a sob and a "No!"
Everyone watched as Negan violently moved the bat out of the way of the woman who bravely put herself in harms way for the cocky, Texan ginger. "Not him, please not him. Not any..any of them. Take me please! If it saves them." she threw her arms up in surrender, protecting Abraham and locking eyes with Daryl and he cried. Negan was moved. To say the least. A woman, obviously had a child and probably wanted more. [Name] was everything Negan wished he could've had with his wife. He couldn't kill this woman when she obviously wouldn't let him kill anyone else. Negan fell sick to his stomach at the thought of having to kill the lady, children and women being off limits to his tirades.
Negan backed up, seeing the (h/c) woman visibly breathe out, relaxing a bit. "I'll follow any rules, if you'll please just let them live." she looked up at Negan through her lashes, lip wobbly at the thought of not being able to go home to her daughter. She still hadn't been able to tell Daryl the good news, she was pregnant. Again. She wanted to be home with Daryl and Amber to tell him the news. She was about two months along from Denise's calculations. She needed to get to Hilltop alongside her sister, she had decided she would tell Maggie first.
"Negan please, kill me if you must but not them. Not my family." she pleaded. "Wow. I am moved. You, a little lady, would be willing to take a beatin for these people? You all sure are a tight knit group. You people take Christmas card pictures in ugly sweaters too?" he joked, trying to keep up the calm and cool facade. [Name] doubled over, hot face touching the cool ground. She wondered if anyone was on watch for walkers around. It would be too easy for a herd to sweep over right now and kill them all. "Listen here now, I don't usually just let shit like that slide but since you're such a pretty lady and Tarzan over there looks like he's gonna rip my head off, I'll let you slide." Negan said, getting down to eye level with (e/c) eyes as he pointed to Daryl, who looked like he was fixing to explode, and she nodded.
"But, that doesn't get you off the hook fellas. I'm still taking one with me, and my pick is...you." Negan bellowed, making sure everyone heard him as he nodded to Simon to bring Eugene forward. Negan looked over to Dwight, as he grabbed Daryl by the collar over to [Name] and as Simon dragged a whiny Eugene to Negan. Daryl dropped in front of his wife and brought her to him, cradling her in his lap. "It's alrigh' sunshine, I gotcha." Daryl said to his weeping wife as Negan's men loaded up Eugene into the back of a truck. "But under the pretty lady's request, I will not be killing the guy. But he will work for me, and if you don't meet my requirements I will be cutting a limb off! Starting with fingers, toes and then hands and arms. We will meet here again in two weeks." Negan ordered to Rick as his men loaded in trucks, leaving the RV, and started to drive off.
Getting [Name] off the ground was quite the struggle, as she stared into space. Glenn consoled Maggie off the ground and into the RV, everyone slowly coming to realize that everyone was alive. Thanks to a pregnant lady and her undying love of her family.
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"It could be worse, they could be coming to Alexandria instead of meeting in the woods." Sasha said, her arm around Abraham.
They were all squeezed into the RV, on the way to Hilltop.
They might have been slowed down, but Maggie still needed help. And so did [Name].
Darly sat in the back room in a chair with his wife, Glenn holding Maggie's hand as she laid in the bed. [Name] let out a shaky breath, feeling her hands clam up. "Guys? I have something to tell you." she said softly, only wanting the people in the room now to her. She'd tell everyone else when they got back to Alexandria, she'd host a little party and cook some casseroles and cookies and bresk the news softly. Darly stroked his wife's hair to let her know he was paying attention while she looked over to her sister and brother-in-law to grab their attention.
"I'm pregnant."
She was met with silence, before Glenn let out a loud "What??". 'Well, there went the breaking it easily.'. "I'm pregnant. About two months along Denise said. Not far along to tell the gender yet." she said it loud enough to where she knew the people up front would hear too, as all conversations ceased as she waited for the mixed responses. "And when did you plan to tell everyone?" Maggie asked, not mad like her husband seemed to be. "I was going to tell Maggie at Hilltop, and tell Daryl when we got back and see Dr. Carson in private to get an ultrasound done. I wanted to have a little get together and tell everyone else to ease it on everyone. Amber is near 2 years old now, she can't understand yet but she's awfully mature for her age, already getting potty trained and running around. I had her easily with no complications, another one won't be so hard. I just won't get to go on runs after a few months."
The whole RV was quiet, a pen could drop and you'd hear the echo. [Name] chewed on the inside of her lip as Daryl smiled down at her, happily kissing her forehead. "We'll be alright, darlin,, just gonna hav't find some more baby supplies. Not milk since you breastfeed, but diapers and wipes." Daryl happily spoke, ecstatic at the thought of another baby. "I want the baby named after me this time! Amber got off easy being a girl. Carl Jr sounds awesome for a baby." Carl declared, moving to the room with them. Daryl chuckled as his wife laughed, winking at Carl. "We might be able to work something out. Not Carl Jr though, tough luck on that one. But we'll work in Carl in there somewhere." [Name] spoke, laughing. Daryl rolled his eyes, pushing his bangs out of his face. "Michonnes gonna want to save the Jr. title for the future, if your dad and her have another kid." Maggie uttered, a cheerful smile on her face as Glenn gazed at her, like he'd never seen so much beauty before.
"We've got time."
A/n: hi! This is like super duper long and I spent a lot of time on the lineup part, I just didn't know how to shorten it down to where it sounded right😭. This wasn't a request! I thought about this while dyeing my hair and I couldn't get it out of my head. Send in request if you like ones like this! I love writing when I have free time.
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carlgrimesmissingeye ¡ 1 year
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Y’all. I just wrote a whole fucking story and Tumblr didn’t save any of it. It was over 17,000 words and Tumblr just threw it away. Wtf
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carlgrimesmissingeye ¡ 1 year
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One thing I’m sure of is if I was ever in TWD, the beach walkers from Oceanside would make me piss myself more than ANY other walker. Am I the only one? Like those fuckers were scary covered in seaweed and barnacles with those wet ass groans. By far scarier than the variant walkers, the metal covered walkers Negan had, and walkers that are huge as hell.
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carlgrimesmissingeye ¡ 1 year
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Request are open!!
I write for:
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I do write smut
I will write angst, fluff, crack fics and anywhere in between!
Submit your request now!
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