#alicia clark x reader

[helloalycia]

the Clarks [four] // alicia clark

summary: the last thing you expect is for the world to basically end, but you're grateful you have the Clarks by your side as it does.

warning/s: mentions of the dead, blood, death and drug withdrawals.

author's note: this chapter was originally one super long one so i split into two short ones, hence why this is a little on the shorter end compared to others. Hope you like it nonetheless! one part left after this 🥰

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A few hours later, as the sun was setting, my mum finally made it home in one piece. As soon as I saw her car pulling in the driveway from the Clarks front window, I was about to go and check on her per Madison's request, but Madison beat me to it and insisted she come with me.

"Okay...," I agreed with confusion. "But she'll be fine. She wasn't sick this morning and I doubt she's suddenly caught a cold between then and now."

Madison was unconvinced but joined my side nonetheless, but not without casting a final glance at Alicia, saying, "Don't leave the house. We won't be long."

Alicia rolled her eyes but nodded, joining her brother on the couch. Madison and I left for my house, myself letting her in and hoping my mum wouldn't be in a mood and start berating me or, even worse, Madison.

"Mum? You home?" I called out, closing the front door and going into the living-area. "Mum–?"

"Will you keep it down!" her familiar voice hissed from the couch, and Madison and I stopped when we saw her laying across it, head under a cushion. "I'm trying to sleep here!"

I sighed, rolling my eyes and shooting Madison an 'I told you so' look. "Okay, sorry. I'm heading over to the Clark's house."

"Whatever."

Remembering why I hated being here, I dragged Madison back out the front door and we walked back to hers.

"See?" I said knowingly. "Nothing out the ordinary. Still as hostile as usual."

Madison glanced back at my house. "Hmm, yeah... d'you wanna stay at ours tonight? I'm sure Alicia would appreciate the help with Nick."

"You sure it won't be too much with Travis and his family coming around?"

She shook her head, patting me on the back as she motioned for me to go through the front door. "Of course not. There's always room for you here, you know that."

I smiled appreciatively. "Thanks, Madison."

When we returned to the living room, Nick was trying to listen to the radio as Alicia was distracted by her phone, probably messaging Matt. When she saw us returning, she looked back to us both.

"How's your mum?" she asked, earning Nick's attention, the two of them waiting.

"Still hates me," I joked, making Madison tut disapprovingly, and I was forced to change my comment. "Sorry. I meant, she's still her usual tired self after a long day of work. Happy now?"

Madison sighed and headed for the kitchen as Nick and Alicia gave me sympathetic glances, but I shrugged them off and sat on the armchair. Alicia put on the TV and we put on the news, per Nick's request, confused at all the chaos happening in the city with some protests. We didn't get to watch it long enough to understand the issue however, as the electricity suddenly cut off, leaving us in the bare bones of light of dusk coming through the windows.

"Kids? You okay?" Madison called out from the kitchen, and we yelled in confirmation. Not long later, the blonde returned with candles and matches. "Help me light these."

As we discussed why the power had suddenly gone out, Nick started mumbling about the power grid and losing control and a bunch of other nonsense that Alicia and I exchanged looks at. Maybe he was still a little delusional from his withdrawal, who knew?

After we finished lighting and spreading out the candles, we all heard a high-pitched scream from outside, startling everyone and making us run to the front window to see what was happening. My own eyes widened when I saw the neighbours across the road running as someone chased them, attacking them with a weapon of some sort. There was blood covering their clothes and it didn't look good.

"Mum, we have to do something!" Alicia exclaimed, before tugging my arm to the door.

"No! You can't go out there!" Nick shouted, and Madison jumped in front of us both before we could leave.

"Your brother's right, it's too dangerous!" she said sternly.

I looked at her with disbelief. "Madison, they need help, we can't just sit and–"

"Nobody leaves this house, understood?!" she ordered, and I breathed out with surprise. She looked to Nick, saying, "Lock the windows and doors now, son."

I blinked, glancing at the window. "I have to go back home. Mum's alone and–"

"Is everything locked up?" Madison asked, sensing my concerns. "Doors? Windows?"

I nodded, almost sure. "I think so. Unless she opened something before she passed out. But she doesn't usually–"

"Then she'll be okay," Madison said with certainty. "It's not safe out there, Y/N. Stay here, okay? Just until Travis gets back and then we'll check on your mum together."

I wasn't convinced, but it definitively wasn't safe out there and I wasn't sure what else to do. Mum would be fine, right?

"Stay here," Alicia said after a moment, taking my hand and earning my attention. "I'll come with you later."

If I wasn't convinced before, I certainly was now. Anything Alicia asked, I was sure I'd do – this included. So, with a reluctant sigh, I nodded and gave in.

How was I supposed to know what this 'sickness' was? How was I supposed to know that the news and the neighbours and the electricity going out were all signs for what would happen?

After everything went wrong that night, the neighbours changing right before our eyes, Travis and his family returning, looking like they'd seen a ghost, Alicia almost dying... I dreaded what that could mean for my mother.

It wasn't until I raced to the living-area with my heart in my throat when I saw my mum snarling at the wall, her back facing me. It should have been obvious what was wrong, especially after what I'd seen moments before, but I refused to believe it.

"Mum?" I asked nervously, taking a step forward. "You okay?"

Her snarling quietened as she paused, tilting her head, then she turned around and I saw the worst. Her jaw was slacken, bloody and spit around her lips, eyes grey and blank, skin rough... she looked dead, just like the others, and tears burned my lids.

"Y/N, stay away from her!" Madison exclaimed, tugging me back before my mum could grab me with her outreached fingers.

Travis rushed in behind us with the shotgun he used to stop the neighbour with earlier and pointed it directly at my mum.

"Wait, just wait–" I tried to make them stop, hoping I could figure out something else. Maybe she wasn't one of them? Maybe it was reversible?

"Y/N, honey, we gotta go," Madison said, trying to pull me back, but I fought against her.

"Just wait! She might be okay! She might–!"

"Maddie, get her out of here!" Travis warned, moving backwards as my mum approached him.

"Y/N, come on!" Madison shouted, grabbing my hand and pulling me out the front door.

"Just wait! Please, just–!"

BANG.

She was my mother. A bad one who probably hated my very existence, but she was still my mother and she didn't deserve to die like this.

"We need to go back inside, sweetie," Madison said softly, pulling me towards her for a hug, but I could barely hear her, the sound of the shotgun repeating in my mind.

The last ever sight of my mum was an undead, bloody mess and I wasn't sure I could ever un-see it.

19 years old — 21 days later...

We'd found some abandoned-looking hotel to take refuge in for the moment – Madison, Alicia and I, along with Strand and Ofelia, some friends we'd made whilst escaping the city. Everything had gone so horribly wrong these past few days, with the Abigail being taken, Travis leaving to find Chris who'd gone on the run after trying to kill Madison and Alicia, and Nick choosing to leave his family altogether.

The last one was the one I couldn't quite understand. How could he choose to leave his family in the middle of an apocalypse? You don't just leave family behind, especially not now, not when surviving is impossible without them. It hurt, even more when he asked me to come with him, but how could I? How could I just leave Madison and Alicia?

I was pissed off and hurt to say the least. He should have been better to them, no matter what. And it had clearly affected Alicia more than she was letting on.

Madison and Strand were having a look downstairs in the hotel to make sure there were no infected. Meanwhile, Ofelia, Alicia and I took to the upstairs to check the hotel rooms. As Ofelia wandered off down the hall, I used this as my chance to check in with Alicia.

"Hey," I said quietly, falling into step with her. She glanced at me, expressionless, so I continued, "You okay?"

"Yeah. Why wouldn't I be?"

I tried to read how she was feeling, searching her eyes for something beyond this feigned nonchalant persona she had, but there was nothing. "Nick."

Resisting the urge to roll her eyes, she said, "He chose to leave. I can't change that."

I tilted my head slightly. "I know that, but it's still shitty and he shouldn't have done it."

She released a deep breath as she looked down, avoiding my eyes. I knew her well enough to know that she cared a lot for him, even if she tried to pretend she didn't.

"I can go and look for him if you want," I offered, wanting her to be okay. "Bring him back."

At this, she immediately stopped walking and looked to me like I was insane. "Hell no! You're not going out there, risking your life because he wants to have a pout! You're not cleaning up his messes for him again!"

I swallowed awkwardly, surprised by her sudden outburst. "Okay, you're right. Sorry, I didn't mean to–"

"No!" she exclaimed again, flustered and irritated and in disbelief. "Why would you even say something like that?!"

"Alicia, I–"

"He chose to leave!" she reminded me with a glare, and I soon realised it wasn't aimed at me. "He– he thought it was safer out there than it was with us, so he can live with that! But you– you're not going! I'm not losing you, too!"

Frowning when I saw her eyes tearing up, I tried to take back my words. "Alicia–"

"It doesn't matter," she said stubbornly, before looking away and pushing past me to go to Ofelia.

I watched her go, my heart squeezing with guilt. For God's sake, Nick, why did you have to leave?

As we searched a few rooms, soon realising the ones with a 'Do Not Disturb' sign on the door handles were full of infected, we stayed in a room to use the shower and get into a change of clothes. Thankfully, by a miracle, the water was still working and we didn't know for how long, so Alicia showered first. Ofelia left to get some fresh air and I was stuck gathering some clothes for my shower next, whilst also wondering how to talk to Alicia without upsetting her yet again.

Soon enough, I heard Alicia leaving the bathroom and turned to see her walking to the mirror, fully dressed but with wet hair and a towel in hand.

"You can go," she said briefly, before facing the mirror.

I nodded, chewing my lip awkwardly and standing up. I hesitated, glancing at her as she wiped her face with her towel, then decided to grow a pair and talk to her.

"Alicia?"

"What?"

"D'you wanna talk about it?"

She paused, still not turning to look at me, then answered firmly. "No."

Figuring it was too soon, I respected her decision with a nod and was about to go to the bathroom. Then, she spoke up again, stopping me.

"Why did he go?"

I turned around, seeing her looking at the counter with sad eyes.

"Why would he just leave?" she continued, voice so quiet she sounded like a kid. "He's supposed to be my brother."

I approached her cautiously, not wanting to push her away when she was finally opening up. "I can pretend to understand Nick's decisions, but I never have. I understand why you're upset, Alicia. I am, too. He was supposed to stick by me, too. I didn't think he'd just go."

"He asked you to go with him," she said, neither accusatory or upset, and looked up at me. "Why didn't you?"

"Why would I?"

She pursed her lips, green eyes darting between mine as if trying to find the truth. But I was telling it, she had to know that.

"He's your best friend," she started, but I stopped her, knowing where she was going with it.

"He's an arsehole," I said, my frustration peeking through without meaning to. "He shouldn't have left you. His job is to be there for his family. That's what family does! There was no way I was going with him, Alicia."

She nodded slowly. "Please, don't go after him. If you go too, I wouldn't know what to do."

Without thinking, I stepped forward and cupped her cheek, forcing her to meet my eyes and see the honesty. "I promise you, I'm not going anywhere. I'm staying right here with you. Okay?"

She nodded, lips curving into a frown, before suddenly pulling me close and hugging me. Her arms wrapped around my neck tightly, not letting go so soon, and I returned the gesture, not quite ready to either.

21 years old...

Never did I think the Clarks and I would find a place to call home again since we lost our own over two years ago, and yet that's exactly what we'd done. Built a home in the Dell Diamond Baseball Stadium in Texas, of all places.

Sometimes, I could barely believe it was as safe and well-equipped as it was, that we didn't have to worry about infected or rival gangs or anything. We could just live and build a new life in a shared community, and that was enough. Madison had worked extremely hard to make this place what it was, and we'd all worked with her to keep it a safe haven.

Some of the benefits included actually being able to eat a proper breakfast every morning, such as now. I was sat with Nick, who was bugging me and trying to dare me to put chilli powder on my scrambled eggs.

"Nick, please fuck off," I said as politely as I could, making him smirk.

"Buzz kill."

"No, I'm just not five," I said knowingly, looking at him over my coffee cup. "I don't do dares."

"You didn't seem to have that attitude when you dared me to jump in the river the other day," he said with a quirked brow.

I tried not to smile at the memory. "You're the idiot who agreed. Not my fault."

He rolled his eyes playfully as Alicia and Nick's girlfiend, Luciana, approached our table and joined us.

"Nick, are you annoying Y/N again?" Luci asked as she shoved him in the arm slightly. "Leave her alone."

"Unfortunately, he hasn't left me alone since we were kids," I told her before he could answer, making him scoff and Luci smile.

"Good morning," Alicia said, flashing me a smile as she sat beside me with her breakfast tray.

I returned her smile, trying ever so hard to ignore the butterflies I'd felt for her for an embarrassingly long time now. "Morning."

"You still on for the supply run today after lunch?" she asked as she started to dig in to her eggs.

I nodded in agreement. "Definitely."

It was supposed to be her, me and a few other residents, and I always loved going on a supply run. I suppose it helped when my partner was Alicia. What could I say? If you fell in love with someone over the course of your lifetime, it was kind of hard to just get over it.

After enjoying breakfast together, the others went their separate ways whilst Alicia and I stuck to our usual morning routine of doing the rounds around the stadium, checking in on all the different stations. It was the best start to my day, for obvious reasons.

We checked in on the gardens, the greenhouse, the kitchens – everywhere – before reaching the final station, the training area. One of the new residents we'd accepted into the stadium recently, Rick, was stealing the show as he threw knife after knife, hitting every target in the centre like a pro. It would have been impressive if he wasn't so flirty with Alicia since he'd arrived. Unfair of me, I know, but I was allowed to be jealous, surely.

"Wow, someone's been practicing," Alicia commented with an impressed smile once he was done.

He smiled, shrugging. "I've just got good aim."

She shook her head, crossing her arms. "Seriously, Rick, that's so good. Where did you learn?"

"Just comes with time," he admitted in a perfectly polite way, and yet I hated it.

She hummed, glancing around. "You ever thought about teaching it? There's a lot of people here who'd love to learn, I'm sure."

He mirrored her stance, crossing his arms, and met her eyes with mischief. "That depends. Would you be in the class?"

Taken aback, Alicia's cheeks began to turn pink. "I– well– possibly. I could always learn something new."

"Then how could I say no?" he played along with a cheeky smile, checking her out.

I couldn't help the face I pulled as I looked between them both, instantly getting put off. It was hard to tell if Alicia was interested in him, but she was definitely flustered by his obvious flirting and suddenly turned into a blushing mess. Deciding I didn't want to witness it however, I left them to it as they continued chatting and flirting and overall making me regret eating breakfast because I was certain I was gonna vomit.

"Hey, grumpy pants, what's up?" Madison appeared out of nowhere as I walked away, then glanced behind us at Alicia. "New guy'a really taken a liking to Alicia, huh?"

I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. "I guess."

Madison raised an eyebrow with amusement. "What? Don't approve?"

Hiding my jealousy the best I could, I shrugged. "It's none of my business."

"Huh, okay," was all she said, hiding a smile, before she asked, "Can you help me with something in the greenhouse? Could use an extra pair of hands."

"Sure thing."

"You sure Alicia won't mind me stealing you?"

I swallowed hard, nodding. "She's a little preoccupied. She won't even notice."

Madison chuckled before patting my back. "Alright, sweetie, c'mon."

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[sombrashe]

Alicia and your naturally long nails

alicia clark x reader

note(s) i lied anon i did come up with an idea for her 🫶🏻 can be read as platonic or romantic

jealous with a capital J

if she finds any nail polish out on scavengers she immediately pockets it and presents it to you as a gift

came to you one evening after a particularly bad mission. Troy and her going at it before being ambushed by a small horde. But she comes to you with a genuine smile gracing her face. Smooth lips pulled back to show off her front teeth, never her bottom. Just something you noticed. She's holding something behind her back and when she presents it to you she's practically giggling. Nothing but giddy as she present to you the small half empty bottle of cuticle oil.

"Had to get it for you, like immediately."

Asks you, and only you, to scratch at her back whenever she has an itch

Loves it when you detangle her hair with your nails. The feeling of your nails scratching at her scalp and how your fingers yank at her strands has her relaxing into your grip not even ten seconds in

Loves, loves, loves painting your nails. It gives her some semblance of normality within the world. Like she's back in high-school gossiping with her friends about boys

"So... what made you grow your nails out so long?"

"Oh. Well, I mean I used to bite them a lot, but I ended up wanting to have natural prom ready nails."

"Well?"

"Oh! No. They were short and stubby, i had to get fake nails. They sucked. But, I did stop biting my nails."

you wiggle them in her direction and she softly holds your hand in her own. Intimate in the way she uses her full palm to hold up yours. Intimate in the way she ghosts her thumb over the bumpy keratin. Her soft voice a whisp, "you need to relieve some stress." Ypu feel heat flood your cheeks, blue heat burning your blood vessels. Purple. What an intimate color. The last color you had before everything went to shit.

"I always wanted nails like this. Thought they were, like, the hottest thing."

Her calloused fingertip makes its way from one finger to the other. Gentle scratching as her pointer finger feels your softer skin right above your cuticles.

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[writerslittlelibrary]

Hello lovelies 👋

I'm a big fan of "Fear the Walking Dead," and I was wondering if anyone would want to read it if I wrote anything?

I haven't seen a lot of fics about it, and the ones I have are always romantic towards Alicia, Nick, or Chris

I really want to write a platonic one with like a neighbour reader or something

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You're Still You

Request: Yes / No  Hello l really love your blog!, And l was wondering if you could make Alicia clark x male! Reader where the Reader is like Carl grimes from TWD, and he feels insecure about his ( right ) eye and Alicia comfort him and tells the reader that he loves him, and it all ends up in fluffy. Anon

Don’t be shy, request things! <3 Have a nice day/night

Alicia Clark x Male!Reader 

Word count: 557

Warnings: Self-hate and I think that’s it!

Y/N: Your Name 

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Alicia stayed with me every night as I slept in our bed. Everyday since my right eye was shot out of my head, she stayed with me. It had been a few weeks since the incident, but I refused to leave the room we had. Alicia had left for a bit and I decided to try and read a book I had picked up before I lost my eye. It was hard, but I was too stubborn to quit. It was making me frustrated, but I had to learn one way or another. 

An hour later there was a knock on the door and Alicia peeked her head in. I closed the book and turned my head away. I hated her seeing my face now. I hated anyone seeing my face now. She sighed and came inside. She came over and sat at the edge of the bed. 

“Y/N.” She softly whispered. 

“You don’t have to hide it from me, you don’t need to hide from anyone.” She said and broke my heart slightly. She was so caring, but I couldn’t face the world… not like this. 

“I can’t…” I whispered back. She gently placed her hand on my arm. 

“You don’t wanna see it. My face is fucked and disgusting…I’m ugly and everyone is better off not looking at me. It’s easier to stay here, no one needs to pretend everything’s alright because I know it’s not.” I shook her off me, and let a tear slip down my cheek. 

“Y/N… please look at me.” She pleaded after a moment of silence. I shook my head. I couldn’t let her see me like this. Like the monster I look like… She cupped my face and forced me to look at her. I looked down and closed my eye. 

“Please don’t shut me out anymore. I love you.” She said and I looked up at her as tears fell from my eye. 

“I’m sorry, but I can’t.” I whispered. 

“Why?” She asked. 

“Because Alicia! I’m deformed and a fucking monster!” I said, raising my voice in frustration. A shaky breath escaped her as she pulled me into a hug. I held her tightly and cried, her shirt slowly becoming damp. 

“Nothings changed Y/N. You’re still the guy I can talk about anything with. You’re still the best thing that’s happened to me in this shit world. You’re still the person that’s saved me time and time again. And you’re especially still the guy I fell in love with. It’s all still you, you’re still you. Just because you’re missing an eye doesn’t change any of that. You need to understand that no one cares that you’re missing an eye because we all still care about you.” She said and gently pulled me back to face her. I brought my hands up to her face and pulled her in for a soft kiss for the first time in weeks. 

“I love you.” I whispered and she smiled. The two of us laid down and just held each other. Nothing more needed to be said. I can’t say I’ll believe her words forever, but I knew she’d be here to reassure me again and again. I felt my eye slowly drift close and smiled slightly. For once I’m glad Alicia was just as stubborn as me.

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[afro-hispwriter]

All For Love(Pt.1)Alicia Clark x F!reader

Season 7 

Summary- Reader has been looking for Alicia ever since the nuclear explosion. She meets Will after he saves her and he tells her about a girl... that girl being Alicia. The reader gets jealous after Will says he loves Alicia, so she kills him. How will Alicia react? 

Warnings- language, future manipulation, possesive!Y/n, slight dark!Y/n, murder, angst, maybe psycho Y/n, toxic relationships

Italics = thoughts

wc- 3k

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You don't know how long its been. Days, weeks, months since Teddy launched nuclear bombs. You ended up with Strand, which wasn't a wise choice at first but the tower the two of you found became a safe haven. And Strand was quite scary enough and convincing enough to make anyone bend at his will.

You let him run everything, bring new people in and advise everything. You occasionally went out for supplies but most of your time was spent on the radios, or map locations. 

You felt yourself going crazy each passing day. Thinking, thinking of her and it hurt. The last conversation you had was a fight about her going out without you. Sure it was possessive of you but all you wanted was to keep her safe.

Part of you regretted that fight, you never saw her again after that. But the other half was satisfied you got your thoughts out. 

You were lost in your thoughts when Howard came foe you. 

"Strand may have found Alicia." The second the words 'found' and 'Alicia' left his words you ran past him to reach the roof. There sat Strand under an umbrella and a younger man standing with stuff all around him.

"Strand who is this?" You ask and point at the man.

"Y/n, this is Will and he might just have something we need." Says Strand with a smile before lifting his hand and let a necklace drop out. Your eyes immediately fell at the pendant and you practically launched over to grab it. 

"Where?" You look at Strand but he shrugs and looks at Will. You turn around and walk towards him. "Where did you get this?" You grabbed his collar and pulled him close. 

"Out there." 

"Show me." 

"Why?" 

"Well give you a place here, please just take me where you got this." You were practically begging at this point. Strand stood up and walked towards you. 

"Now lets talk about this." 

"No Strand we can't talk about this." You turned around and grabbed his arm to drag him away. "This is what I needed, proof shes alive, now I just need to find her." You were smiling widely but it was a smile that would make anyone uneasy. 

"Fine, take two men." 

"Thank you." You nodded at him and immediately walked away. "Come on Will, we take the horses." 

-

“How much farther?” You ask Will and take your mask off.

“About a mile or so.” He says and he starts moving the horses again.

“So why haven’t you gone back to your settlement?” Will looks back at you and sighs.

“Im not exactly welcome anymore, I’ve been trying to make it up to the people there.” 

“Why? Making people know they’re wrong should be satisfying.” 

“Why the hell would I do that?” Will slows his horse down to settle in next to you. You stayed silent for a second, trying to figure out the words.

“Hmm, guess thats just me.” You mumbled and dragged a finger along the horses reins. Thunder started rumbling over you and you looked up.

“Where did you find the necklace?” You ask but before he could answer it started raining.

“We need to mask up! Take cover, now!” He says and everyone started putting their masks on. 

“We need to get to cover.” You say and raise a hand over your eyes.

“I know a place, follow me.” He says and urged the horse to run with everyone following. 

-

You made it under a bridge and hopped of the horses.

“Should be safe enough under here.” Says Will and you look around.

“What is this place?”

“Last 50 days, home.” He says.

“Cozy.” You say and grimace.

“Hey Stop!” He says and you look to see the men accompanying you touching a van. “Thats mine.” They raise their hands in surrender. 

The men started taking pictures, something Strand instated they do. 

“Yo Y/n, look at this.” You walk towards them and crouch down.

“Is this the handiwork of those people you told me about on our way here?” You ask.

“Stalkers. What are we really doing out here?” 

“Hmm?”

“Whoever that necklace or medallion belongs to you must know them, right?”

“What difference does it make?” 

“Just funny.”

“There is nothing funny about this.”

“Its just it seems like you have everything back at the tower.” He says snd you look back at him.

“I do.”

I don’t 

“Then why did you go so crazy when you saw the medallion that belongs to her.” At his words you smiled widely.

“I never told you I was looking for a woman.” You stood up and placed a hand on the axe that sat on your hip. 

“Boys, I think this man lured us here to be killed.” They raised their guns at him and Will scoffs.

“I wasn’t-.”

“Start talking.” You cut him off. 

“Who?”

“Alicia.” He scoffed again. “Answer me.” You were glaring at him with a dark intent in your eyes. As you were going to speak again gunfire started.

“Stalkers!” Yelled Will, you looked back to see three people in full gear, crouched down and shooting at the four of you. You all ran to cover snd the horses ran away as well. Will got shot and the men shot one of the stalkers. Then walkers showed up and you grabbed Will and dragged him towards his van. You head screams and knew the men that fane with you were dead.

“We need to get out of here.” You slammed your hands on the sides and turned to will and grabbed his injured leg. 

“Not until you answer my question.” 

“I already did.” 

“No you Fucking didn’t!” You seethed and stuck you ginger against the wound making him groan loudly in pain. “Where is Alicia”

“I said I don’t know.”

“No you never said that.” You bite your lip and bring your unoccupied hand to your face. “Where’s Alicia?”

“I don’t know who that is.” He writhed and you sat back. You looked to your sude and saw a box.

The Franklin

“The Franklin, thats where Teddy took her.” You let out a laugh. 

You were right Y/n as always

“I don’t need you, I’ll do this myself.” 

“Wait, wait, wait.” Starts Will and grabs your arm. “She’ll never forgive you.”

“What makes you think thats what I want?”

“Because I know who you are, Y/n. She told me.”

She talked about me

“I think you want to make things right with you, be better.” You looked at him in disbelief and your eye twitched.

“No no no no no, I just need her by my side again. No she will be by my side again.” You pushed you fingers back into his wound and he almost screamed. You kicked the doors opened and pushed walkers away, there was a horse right outside so you ran and got on it.

“Y/n!” Called Will but you were already on the horse and riding away.

-

You reached Franklins and noticed it almost like a light house. You lit up a lantern and started your decent up the stairs. As you reached the top you set it down and saw a dead walker, you crouched down and pushed it slightly. You found a map laying behind it and grabbed it. You inspected the whole thing and saw Franklins hotel. 

“Im coming for you baby.” You dragged your finger across the map and stood up again to go back down the stairs. You reached the doors and opened them. A heavy fog had rolled in.

You instantly heard footsteps making you stop. They were staggered like a walkers but still close together and fast like a humans. You grabbed the handle of the axe and before you could pull it out a gun cocked.

“Hold it!” It was Will and he was pointing the gun towards you.

“How did you find me?”

“Theres only so many places to hole up around here.” You started backing up until you were completely inside the tower again. “You just tried to kill me.” You sit down in a chair and he leans back against a wall. 

“Sorry.” You rolled your eyes. 

“I guess Alicia was right, you’re not trustworthy.” 

He’s lying Y/n don’t believe him Alicia loves you

“Yeah right.” 

“What did you think finding her would do?” 

“If I find her it means I can keep her safe.” 

“Trust me she doesn’t need saving.” 

“Thats what everyone says.” You smile. 

“I learned a lot from her. Alicia, she didn’t want to be in that bunker. She was locked up by that psycho who dropped the bombs on us, she was locked up with his followers and she could’ve became an asshole like you.”

“Im not an asshole I just care.”

“Stop, you’re an asshole.” You tightened your fists. “And you want to know why she didn’t, because she knew what Senator Vazquez knew, you can’t lead alone.”

“Who said I wanted to lead?”

“Leading comes with danger, and knowing from what she said about you, you’d take over in an instance.” 

“Wow, you know how perfect she is.” You smile as her face flashes in your mind. “Why aren’t you there with her?” Will groans and walks around to a chair to sit. 

“You have that necklace?” He asks and you nod, you slowly reach into your pocket and hold it out to him. He snatches it out of you hand and you glare at him.

“Truth is, I needed this just as much as you do. She asked me to do something, and I couldn’t do it.”

He’s a coward, not worthy

“What did she ask you to do?”

“It doesn’t matter.” 

Yes it does

“Why didn’t you do it?”

“It would’ve protected everyone there, expect for her.” 

“Protect her above everything.” You whispered to yourself and Will raises an eyebrow in confusion. “It must have been pretty bad if she casted you out.”

“I’ve been looking for a way back everyday since, I didn’t think I’d find it. Then I woke up in Strand’s tower and I thought, maybe, maybe if I brought you and Strand to her, maybe that would do it.”

She still wants you

“But after what I’ve seen today, I doubt she’d even recognize you.”

He’s keeping you away from her

“She would, I’ve done nothing wrong.”  You wiped your eyes quickly. “Did she tell you that I gave her the necklace.”

“I did, I knew it’d get your attention.” 

“I gave it to her, so that she would remember who she was and who I am.” You scratched your head and looked at the chain. “Can I see it again.” He leans forward and hands it to you, but you grabbed his wrist an pulled him forward roughly so he fell out of his chair. It ended up with a fight on the floor but he grabbed the gun making you back down. 

“Twice now that you’ve tried to kill me.” He walks away with a limp to the door.

“What are you doing?” The groans of walkers could be heard. 

“I thought that if I took you there we’d be brought back together, but shes better off without you.”

That almost set you off, the bubbling anger was almost at the too. You grabbed your hair and pulled it roughly. 

She needs you, he doesn’t know what he’s saying

He opened the door and stood there. You slammed your hand against the floor and ran to him, pushing him out of the way and shutting the doors. 

“What the hell was that?”

“I knew those people.” He winces. “Something bad must’ve happened.” 

“Alicia.” 

-

“Did you see her? Was she-“ You ask desperately but he shakes his head.

“No I didn’t see all of them.” 

“I think its time we leave.” 

“Wait you cant see more than two feet in front of you.” He looks around the small room. “But I can help.” He grabs a gas tank and hold it up to something.

“That-That wont work, the diesel has no guarantee it will burn.” You say and he sets it down.

“We need this.” He grabs a keys and jams it in there. The engine sputters but it turned on. He ran up stairs and you heard noises and he ran back down. “Lets go.” You nodded and pushed the door open. Killing a few walkers as he grabbed the horse and hopped on. You followed and settled in behind him.

-

He led you to a fallen ruin, radiation full. 

“So this is where you were?”

“Yeah whats left of it.” He walked to the door and pushed it open. You raised your axe just encase, he walked in first then you followed, shutting the door behind you. As you got deeper in lights flickered and you were on high alert. Will les you through everywhere through the kitchens, living areas, and the bunker rooms.

“Its like a ghost town.” 

“Whatever happened here happened a long time ago.” Says Will.

“How many people lived here.” 

“128. It was me, the senator and a few other staff before Teddys scouts found the place.

“What happened to them?”

“Scouts killed everyone while I was doing maintenance  in the air filter, I stayed up in the service corridors until we all got locked in here.”

“Hmm.” 

“Alicia!” He yelled and you couldn’t help but feel a little jealous.

You walked deeper in the bunker until you reached two doors. You walked through them and the lights turned on. It was like a meeting room, very clean and very functional. 

“This was stalkers, nothing was taken, I don’t think they were attacked.”

“Then what the hell happened.” You walked towards the front and saw a painting, it was very familiar. 

“This wasn’t here before.” 

“She painted it.” You smiled and the memory of watching her paint on the trees and buildings before everything started getting separated. On the podium there was a piece of paper taped to it. WILL. He grabbed it and opened it, you looked over his shoulder and looked at it.

“Yeah, I think she did.”

PADRE

-

“Whats Padre?” You ask from your side of the stage. 

“It doesn’t matter.” He responds.

“Why not?”

“Because it’s probably gonna get her killed.”

“Is it a person? Place?” 

“I don’t know. I don’t know. Nobody knows. Might not even exist.”

“It?”

“Something better, atleast the possibility of it. I though maybe if I found it first she wouldn’t t have to but, if anything happens to them, to her… thats on me.”

“You don’t know that.” 

“I should have been here. I should have a found a way to make things up to her.”  

His tone. His tone. Why is he saying it like that? Why? Why?… no he cant… she’s mine

“You loved her.” The second those words left your mouth your fists tightened so much your knuckles popped.

“Doesn’t matter.”

You’re right 

“Its all for nothing anyway.”

You can’t love her like I do… keep her safe

“Hmm, Will im sorry for what I’ve done, I just want to find her, I miss her, a lot.” 

“Maybe thats the point of us meeting, we’re supposed to find her. Together.” 

No Y/n only you

“Hmm. Or maybe she’ll find us.” You try to give him your best smile and hop down the stage. “Strand will like that light in the tower come on.” 

-

You got back to the tower and they instantly started working on it. 

“How far will it reach?” Asks Strand.

“15 miles maybe.” Strand looks through his binoculars to the ground.

“It appears our flame has already drawn a few moths.” He passed them to Will. 

“She’ll see it.” He leaned over to you. “She’ll follow it. She’ll find this place.” You turn around and catch Strands eyes, giving him a knowing look.

“Alicia is really the closest thing to a family I’ve had Will. You’re no the only one who loves her. I never told her enough but I realize I should when I find her.”

“When we find her.” He tries and corrects you but you scoffed. 

“Did she ever say what me and her were?” You ask and walk away from the ledge. Will squints his face in confusion.

“You were bestfriends.” 

“So I guess she never told you about the kisses we shared, or the moments alone we had.” You say and Wills stops in his tracks. 

“She never-.” 

“I can see that, because its clear she cheated on me with you.” You say and turn around to Wills shocked face. “See im the only one who deserves to love her in the way you believe you do. And she’s the only one who deserves to love me, but its clear she had a change of heart because if you love her, that means things happened. Things that were meant for me.” You grabbed his jacket and Will tries to push you off. 

“She never said she was in a relationship thats not my fault.” He says and you top.

“Are you saying it’s hers?” You ask with wide eyes.

“Wait what no.” 

“You’re not worthy of her, Only I am.” You walked quickly to the edge with him still in your grasp and pushed him off the edge. He screamed as he feel down all the way to the ground with a splat “Only me.” Strand and Howard approached you from the back.

“Should I go down there and get a picture?” Asks Howard and you shake your head.

“Nobody’s looking for him.” 

“Someone might.” He says and you and Strand look at each other. 

“She’s only looking for Y/n.” 

-

A/n- part 2 might come out when I get to another part with Strand and/or Alicia but who knows if I might lol this has been sitting in my drafts for months

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[thebiggerbear]

Alicia Clark Masterlist

(one shot coming soon)

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[sickoherd]

ALICIA CLARK — back then.

fluff/angst !!

summary: reader and alicia reminisce on the past.

no pronouns for reader mentioned.

era: pre-ginny era ig? various.

author note: i havent watched the early seasons of fear in ages, so pls excuse any mistakes.

requested by @kloy344

warnings !! alicia clark. thats it.

she was your wife.

you couldn’t believe it. your wife.

looking at her now, her skin glowing, bathing in the early morning sunlight. her soft snores, her messy brown hair, her full lips, just her.

the woman you were completely enamoured by.

back then, you hadn’t thought she was much at all, never wouldve thought you’d be here now.

back then, she was an enemy, and now you were in the enemy’s bed. except now, the enemy was your wife; ‘previous enemy’

you met in mexico, when strand had come to reunite with his love, your uncle.

she had ignored you as much as possible, and you were suspicious of her. nick was sweet, but you were intrigued by his sister.

you thought, ‘maybe she’s just shy.’ but oh, how wrong you were. alicia absolutely hated your guts, and in return, you hated hers.

you never understood why, and little did you know it’d take another two years to find out.

when the villa burnt down, strand brought you along with him. you were grateful of course, but not for the close proximity with alicia. madison constantly tried to get you two to get along, but to no avail.

her daughter was just too stubborn.

and to be fair, so were you.

from clearing the hotel out together, to saving her from falling down an elevator shoot, she didn’t say one nice thing to you.

just things like ;

“i had it!”

“i didn’t need your help.”

the first time she didn’t physically recoil from your presence, was after she heard her step brother, chris manawa, died. she may not have acted like she cared much, but you knew, she did so much more than she let on.

you found her standing on a balcony in the hotel, overlooking the ocean. you stood next to her, just letting her be aware that she wasn’t alone.

she even looked at you when you placed your hand over hers.

that was the night before everything went wrong.

the relief you felt as you saw alicia hobbling along the dusty path, with luciana on her shoulder, was unmatched. you had been scared to death that she might not’ve made it in the helicopter, but she did, somehow.

the missing presence of travis was noticed shortly after.

troy otto was certainly something else. he was attached to your hip, fascinated by you.

you weren’t interested in him, but alicia didn’t know that.

you wish she did.

the holes being burnt into troy’s back out of alicia’s jealousy was quickly noticed by the younger otto brother, and soon a game started.

alicia would try to make you jealous with jake, as much as she thought you were doing the same with troy.

the two boys were happy to be used.

it never resolved anything between you and alicia.

just lots more hidden feelings, buried deep down.

finding the stadium though, finally led to an improvement in your relationship. alicia started shamelessly glancing at you, not caring if you caught her.

it all built up.

nick knew what was going on, nick told luciana. madison guessed too, and told strand. the next thing you knew, you were on watch together.

to alicia, the silence was unbearable, all she wanted to do was make up for lost time, she wanted to know everything about you, every little detail.

“i’m sorry”

“what for?”

“everything, i never hated you, you didn’t deserve that”

“well, i only hated you because i thought you hated me.”

that made the two of you laugh, the night swallowing it up.

from that night onwards, the nightwatch happened even more. especially after alicia begged her mother for more shifts with you.

with that, your relationship improved. and with that, your crush grew.

the night before the vultures came, was the night she kissed you.

the sun was setting, and she was getting impatient. alicia wanted all of you, she wanted you to know how much she wanted you.

kisses grew to more touching, and eventually you ended up in bed with her.

the following week, everything came crashing down. madison was gone, and alicia and nick, in their grief had been mostly inconsolable.

until you met morgan and his group, alicia didnt speak a word to you, and not much else to the others.

then nick was killed, by charlie. someone you had trusted, someone who nick had trusted.

you held alicia as she sobbed over her brothers body.

when you reunited with her after the storm, you were surprised to see charlie too. it was clear alicia would protect her, and it made you happy that she was feeling better.

you stayed with her, through her grief and her journey back to find herself, loving her more and more each day.

she loved you too, so much.

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[schizophrynia]

MASTERLIST

as of the present moment, i only write for the walking dead, fear the walking dead, the last of us one + two. i will only write nsfw for adult characters without aging up.

the reader will always use gender neutral pronouns, but nsfw content may include the reader description of afab or amab.

requests : open

last updated : february 1, 2024

fear the walking dead

troy otto ;

knock on wood — nsfw, fluff

❧ daryl dixon x afab gender neutral reader

"after troy is exiled from the ranch, you are left to wallow in your own thoughts. that is, until he returns for one, erotic night, shallowly hidden in the shadows."

the walking dead

daryl dixon ;

his imagination — nsfw, fluff

❧ daryl dixon x afab gender neutral reader

“you called him a pretty boy and that's simply too much for his heart, and body, to handle.”

#fanfic #smut #twd daryl #twd rick #the walking dead headcanons #teratophillia #twd preferences #ftwd #ftwd fanfic #nick x reader #nick clark #alicia clark #qaletaqa walker #qaletaqa walker x reader #the last of us #tlou #tlou2 #ellie williams #ellie x reader #joel miller #joel x reader #x male reader #x male smut #x female reader #x female smut #x gn reader #x gn smut

[helloalycia]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒 [𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑] // 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐤

summary: with only your guilt to sit with, you can't help but worry for Alicia's wellbeing and think about what you said to her.

warning/s: mentions of death and injury.

author's note: and this is the final part! hope the person who requested this feels i met the brief haha, that’s all for now but i’m working on some other stuff :)

one / two / three / masterlist / wattpad

After cleaning up and getting into a fresh pair of clothes, all with Ofelia's help, I was able to get into a less volatile state and return to the Clarks, who were still pacing outside the medbay. When they spotted me, they paused and smiled a little, putting me at ease.

"Hey, sweetie, how're you feeling?" Madison asked.

"Better," I answered truthfully, before looking between them both. "I just want to apologise for before. I was hysterical and it wasn't appropriate. Not when your family member is in there, hurt."

"You don't need to apologise," Nick said, nudging my arm. "You're scared. We all are."

I swallowed hard, unsure what to say.

"They're almost done in there," he told me. "They're just wrapping her wounds and we can go in."

At this good news, my heart seemed to return to its normal pace for a moment. "She's okay?"

"She will be," Madison assured me. "It looked worse than it was, but you got her back in time."

I could have cried again at hearing this, but I figured they'd seen enough of my tears, so I settled for a sigh of relief.

The three of us stayed out there for a little longer, Ofelia soon joining us, before we were allowed inside to see her. It was hard for me to imagine anything other than the bloody mess I'd left her there as earlier, but when we approached her bed and saw her looking much better, cleaner and safer, I knew she was truly okay.

Madison and Nick rushed to her side instantly, taking a hand each as she was still unconscious. I felt like I was intruding as Ofelia and I stood to the side, giving them a moment. And then Madison looked up, nodding to me.

"D'you wanna see her?" she asked encouragingly, but I shook my head.

"It's okay," I politely declined, feeling incredibly awkward and also unable to look at her without feeling a sense of shame wash over me.

They didn't say anything about it, and I risked glancing at Alicia once more, my heart aching, but in a different way, when I saw her pale skin, closed eyes and still figure. I couldn't stay here, not when I knew what I'd said to her last – so I dismissed myself before giving them some space, knowing it was for the best.

A few hours later, I was sat outside my cabin, fingers playing with the zip of my jacket mindlessly, when Ofelia found me.

"She's awake," she rushed out breathlessly, a smile on her lips.

I raised my eyebrows, standing up instantly. "She is? Is she– is she okay?"

Ofelia laughed, nodding. "Of course. She's asking for you, c'mon."

She was asking for me? Even after everything I'd said to her?

I nodded slowly, then quickly, then followed after Ofelia when I realised Alicia was waiting for me. It was as if a stone was lodged in my chest as I approached the medbay, walking inside and seeing Alicia's bed, surrounded by her family. When Nick and Madison saw me, they smiled with relief.

"You're here," Madison said, before looking to her son. "C'mon. Let's give them a minute."

I swallowed thickly as they left for a moment, Ofelia squeezing my hand before doing the same. Sucking up a deep breath, I approached Alicia's bedside, eyes falling to the conscious Clark girl as she looked up at me, eyes tired but alive.

"Hey," she started when I didn't, her voice raspy and quiet.

Naturally, my eyes took in the state of her, double checking to make sure she was truly okay. The colour had returned to her cheeks and she seemed pain-free, probably because of the meds running through her IV, and her body was covered by a blanket, so I couldn't see her bandaged wound. Still, she looked pretty weak and it left me with a horrible taste in my mouth, knowing it was because of me.

"You weren't here," she continued, taking a slow breath. "They said you left."

I opened my mouth, "I–", but stopped when my voice broke, taking a second to collect myself. For God's sake, why couldn't I keep it together?

"It's not as bad as it looks," she tried to reassure me, glancing down at her body, before offering me a small smile.

I blinked my tears back, shaking my head. "Isn't it?"

Her smile faded, green eyes boring through mine cluelessly, and I began to frown guiltily.

"You wouldn't have gotten hurt if we hadn't argued," I told her regretfully, "if I hadn't said what I did."

"Y/N, you couldn't have known it was booby trapped," she said, before reaching out her hand towards me.

I grabbed it, squeezing it gently, but I still felt horrible. "But we could have gone together if I hadn't pushed you away."

Embarrassed yet again, I turned my head and forcefully wiped my tears away, the thought of almost losing her reigniting them.

"It's okay," she tried to reassure me, tugging my hand with what little strength she had.

"It's not," I muttered, voice thick with emotion. "I'm so sorry, Alicia."

"Don't be," she said sternly, tugging my hand harder, forcing me to look down at her and see the determination in her eyes. "You brought me here when I could've died. You saved me. I should be thanking you."

I clenched my jaw, trying to stop the trembling, and let go of her hand. She began to frown, eyes flickering between mine.

"Don't push yourself away again, please," she begged, eyes becoming glossy. "You might not need me, but I need you."

My heart ached as she stared at me, refusing to look away, her heart on her sleeve. I'd almost lost her, just as I'd feared, and it hadn't mattered whether I was with her or not. Losing people was impossible to prevent and it could happen, just like that. It almost had with Alicia, and I could've lost her having acted so horribly towards her. God, I was a fool.

"When my mum died, it happened so unexpectedly," I suddenly said, knowing I was making no sense, but everything was coming out all at once. "I wasn't prepared, and it's the hardest thing I've ever had to go through."

"I'm sorry," she said considerately.

I shrugged. "You don't need to be. It happened randomly. Just like losing people in our tribe did. Death doesn't have a warning label, and I stupidly thought I could push people away so I'd never have to feel loss again."

I closed my eyes, pausing as I tried to collect myself, not wanting to cry again. And then Alicia's hand slipped into mind, and I opened my eyes, holding tightly as I met her green, attentive stare.

"My dad, he won't talk about it, but he does the same. It's why he struggles to trust people," I continued. "As much as I hate that about him, I take after him. And I don't want to anymore... I'm tired of being alone. I... I don't want to push people away anymore."

"You don't have to," she said with certainty.

"I know," I murmured. "Because almost losing you today only reminded me that it could happen any time, anywhere, no matter the circumstances. And I just– I don't want to ever lose you, not like this, not after all the horrible stuff I said to you."

She looked between my eyes, searching. "What are you saying?"

I took her hand between both of mine. "I'm saying that I need you, too. And I'm so fucking sorry. And, if you forgive me, I'd love to have a second chance. One that I won't screw up."

My heart was hammering so loudly in my chest that I wouldn't have been surprised if she could hear it in the silence that followed. Her hand between mine made my skin go numb, and the longer she said nothing, the more anxious I grew. Had I fucked it?

"Of course, you idiot," she finally muttered, before smiling weakly.

I exhaled deeply, feeling a weight off my chest, and then she pulled me down and wrapped her arms around my neck the best she could, hugging me. I tucked my head into her neck as I tried my best to return her hug, despite her laying down, and my guilt was somewhat shrinking.

"I know I'm not good at talking about how I feel," I said to her, pulling away but cupping her cheek, hovering above her as I held my weight up with my other hand. "I'm going to try to be better, I promise."

She closed her eyes, hand behind my neck and pulling me closer so our foreheads were touching. "I know. I appreciate it, Y/N."

I revelled in the moment for a few seconds longer before pulling back, smiling down at her. "You should rest."

"I will," she promised. "You'll stay this time, right?"

I squeezed her hand in response. "I'm not leaving."

Her lips curved into a tired smile, eyes watching me and making me nervous, before closing contently.

As promised, I kept Alicia company for as much as I could during her recovery. Over the next few days, when her family weren't sat with her, I'd stay by her side and try to take her mind off things.

One lunchtime, I was making her a tray of food to bring back to the medbay when my father bumped into me on the way back to her.

"Hey," he said with a smile. "What're you up to?"

I lifted the tray in my hand slightly. "Just getting some lunch for Alicia."

He nodded, eyebrows raising. "Ah, yes, of course. Y'know, it's nice to see that you've both resolved whatever argument you were having. It was starting to get weird, watching you ignore each other."

I smiled a little. "Yeah... it was my fault, but we've sorted everything out now."

"Well, you've been spending basically every waking moment with her since she got hurt, so you'd find the time, wouldn't you?" he joked, but it still made my face heat up with embarrassment.

"I just want her to be okay, dad," I tried to say dismissively, but it wasn't very believable.

He nodded, humming in agreement, eyes looking out ahead. I assumed the conversation had ended there, until he looked back to me casually.

"You like her, don't you?" he asked.

I blinked, trying not to choke on my own spit. "I'm sorry?"

An amused smile appeared on his face as he gave me a knowing look. "Y/N, dear, I'm not blind. I know my own daughter. You care for Alicia, in a way more than a friend does."

If I wasn't warm before, I certainly was now, especially the longer he stared at me, awaiting confirmation. But I was too cornered to speak. It's not that Alicia and I were hiding it, but there was nothing to share just yet, with everything being so new. I hadn't even had chance to prepare an answer.

"it's okay," he assured me, noticing I wouldn't speak. "I won't say anything to Madison. But she's not blind either."

Swallowing hard, I finally looked up at him. "Is it wrong of me to like her?"

He shook his head. "Not at all. Alicia's a good girl. And she seems to care about you a lot. And as far as I'm concerned, that's all that matters."

I wasn't sure what I was expecting him to say, but that seemed good enough as I began to smile with relief, glad he approved. He pulled me in for a side hug, wary of the tray in my hand, before squeezing my shoulders gently.

"You should head back or she'll be wondering why you're taking so long," he said lightheartedly. "After all, you've breathed the same air for the past forty-eight hours."

"Dad," I whined, embarrassed yet again.

He laughed before leaving me to it, and only after I was sure I wasn't bright red in the face did I head back to Alicia. When she spotted me, she gave me a smile, already sat up.

"Here you go," I said, returning her smile and setting the tray on her lap.

She looked down at it, grabbing her fork. "Ooh, it looks great, thanks, Y/N."

I took a seat on the chair beside her bed, quiet as she dug in. My eyes drifted to the bed as I zoned out momentarily, thinking about my exchange with my dad earlier.

"You okay?" Alicia asked, pulling me from my thoughts.

I looked up, meeting her eyes. "Oh, yeah. I... just thinking."

She quirked a brow, amused. "About?"

I leaned back into my seat. "My dad knows about us both."

She paused, fork lowering to her plate. "What?"

"He just said it then. I'm not sure how he knows, he claims he's not blind, but yeah. And he thinks maybe your mum knows too."

She was surprised, but nodded. "Oh."

I hummed, looking away awkwardly. We hadn't talked about telling anyone, so I wasn't sure what she was thinking.

"Is that a bad thing?"

I glanced at her, raising my brows. "What?"

She nodded slowly, looking at her plate. "If they know that we both... that we're more than friends. Is that a bad thing?"

"Of course it isn't," I said, surprised at her reaction, though I wasn't sure what to expect. "I just– I wasn't sure if you wanted them to know."

"I don't mind," she admitted, before smiling a little. "If my mum brings it up like your dad did, then great, otherwise I'll tell her soon."

I nodded in agreement, hiding my smile. "Okay. Sounds, er, sounds good."

She nodded too, stifling her own smile as she returned her attention to her food.

"Okay, pick another letter," Alicia said, pen to the scrap of paper as she waited. "And not 'a', 'e' or 'u'."

"So almost all the vowels aren't in the word," I said with impatience. "Seriously, what word did you pick?"

She laughed, saying nothing as she waited for me to choose again. We were playing hangman and I was losing terribly, but it didn't matter so much because it was keeping Alicia's mind off her injury.

Before I could think of another letter to guess, the sound of someone approaching made us both look up and we saw Nick walking towards us, probably to spend some time with his sister.

"Ladies," he nodded towards us, settling on a chair on the other side of Alicia's bed.

"Hey," we greeted him in unison, and I was about to ask if he wanted to play with us before he spoke up again.

"So, you guys are dating now, right?"

I widened my eyes slightly, as Alicia looked just as surprised, neither of us expecting his bluntness.

"What?" she asked him.

"Mum mentioned it," he explained.

Alicia cursed quietly, whilst I wasn't sure how to respond. I knew she'd told Madison yesterday, but not Nick. Not that it was a secret, but we didn't know he knew.

"Relax," he said, laughing. "I'm just teasing you. Thought it would be funny to see your faces, and right now, they're hilarious."

Alicia and I exchanged embarrassed glances, her cheeks dusting pink, before looking back to Nick.

"For the record, I called it," he added with a knowing look.

Alicia rolled her eyes playfully. "Not funny, Nick. But at least you know."

I could feel the heat rising to my cheeks yet again, especially when he began to laugh, glancing between us both. At least everyone important to us knew now.

It was almost two weeks later when Alicia was growing antsy in the medbay, adamant on getting up and stretching her legs. Of course, she was still wounded and couldn't do just that, but we'd managed to source her some crutches to let her enjoy at least a little bit of time outside.

"Okay, carefully now," I told her as she swung her legs off the side of the bed. "No rush, Alicia, okay?"

"I know, sorry, I'm just excited to get out of here," she admitted, before gently pushing herself off the bed and into a standing position.

I stood before her, ready to catch her in case she fell. Once she straightened up, she toppled forward slightly and I was luckily able to stop her from going anywhere, my concern taking over.

"Careful," I repeated nervously, not wanting her to aggravate her injury. "You okay?"

She nodded, squeezing my arm reassuringly before accepting the crutches I handed to her.

"Harder than I thought, sorry," she mumbled, before settling her weight on the crutches.

"Maybe there's a wheelchair or something we can find," I tried to help, "if you're not up for walking just yet."

She smiled, but it didn't reach her eyes. "C'mon, I'm not completely useless, am I?"

I rested a hand on her forearm comfortingly. "I didn't say that."

She sighed, before shaking her head. "I'm okay. Just want some fresh air."

"Okay," I agreed, before taking a step back. "Whenever you're ready, Alicia."

We took a stroll out of the medbay and around the ranch, giving her time to get used to walking with the assistance of crutches and also letting her enjoy the fresh air and change of scenery. A lot of the ranchers were happy to see her, having befriended her in the past, and shared some conversations with her before making sure I promised to take care of her. It was sweet, and it especially made my day to see Alicia looking a lot happier than she had these past few days.

"You've gotta show me the garden now," she said after another rancher greeted us. "I've gotta see how ruined it is since you've been slacking on your duties."

I couldn't help but crack a smile at her joke. "Last time I checked, I was slacking to keep you company in the medbay."

She laughed, before leading the way to the garden.

"Ofelia has been keeping an eye on it," I assured her, before we stopped in the field where the section Alicia and I managed was. "See? Just like it should be."

"Mhm," Alicia hummed, before shooting me a smile. "I suppose it's looking good."

I rolled my eyes playfully before tugging her towards a nearby bench. "C'mon, you need a break."

"Sorry, mum."

I refrained from glaring at her as we both sat down, and I chose not to comment on the relieved sigh she let out when she had a minute to relax. An 'I told you so' would have felt good though.

"How're you feeling?" I asked instead, resting a hand on her knee.

She grabbed it instead, holding it as she spoke. "Not in any pain, if that's what you're worried about. The fresh air is nice. So is spending some time with you."

I tried not to laugh as I raised an eyebrow her way. "What, like the past week hasn't been enough?"

With a deadpan expression, she shook her head. "It hasn't."

I didn't know what to say, sensing half of her teasing self was being serious. Instead, I looked the other way, feeling my cheeks heat up as she smiled, still watching me.

Thankfully, she changed the subject and we both sat there for a little while longer, talking about the garden and the ranch and anything else she wanted to. It was funny how, even though we'd spent the past two weeks keeping each other company, I still had so much to talk to her about. She was the best company to be around.

Eventually though, I checked my watch before realising we'd been out for too long.

"Your next dose of meds is due soon," I said regretfully, not wanting to leave. "We should head back."

Judging by her quiet groan, she didn't want to leave either, but she nodded and straightened up, stretching her arms.

"Back to the medbay we go," she said, yawning.

I stood up before stepping before her to help her up too. I didn't anticipate how close she would be stood to me though, and when she smiled softly, I grew very, very distracted by her lips.

"Y/N," she muttered with amusement, making my eyes flicker to hers briefly. "The crutches?"

I nodded, eyes falling back down to her lips. "Yeah..."

She laughed when I didn't move, but I couldn't help it. Her lips were pink, soft-looking and enticing, and all I wanted to was lean forward and kiss her. I hadn't found the courage to kiss her properly, not since the last kiss we shared when I ran away afterwards. She'd forgiven me for it, sure, but I didn't want to push my luck and rush things between us. It had only been two weeks since we'd started up a relationship.

Swallowing hard, I stepped back and tried to snap out of it, instead grabbing her crutches that were leaning against the bench. As I was about to hand them back to her, she called my name, making me look up. I didn't get chance to think as she suddenly pressed her lips to mine, hands cupping my neck and pulling me close.

I closed my eyes in a second, melting into her touch and her lips and wrapping my own arms around her waist, refusing to let go. It was amazing how perfect she seemed to fit against me, and how I didn't want it any other way.

My lips were numb when we finally pulled apart for air, and when I opened my eyes, I was submerged in pools of green.

"You think too much," she said quietly, a soft smile on her face.

I swallowed hard. "I know."

Her hands were still around the back of my neck, fingers moving and sending shivers down my spine. "Sometimes, it's okay not to."

I exhaled gently, smiling a little. "If only it were that easy."

She let out a sharp breath from her nose, trying not to laugh. "You'll get there," she promised, before kissing me again, though this time much slower and softer than before.

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Finding You 

You x Jane Banner (Wind River - Elizabeth Olsen) 

Angst/Fluff

Summary: Anonymous asked:

I just thought of a zombie apocalypse au. I don't really have a plot or character in mind, though i could imagine that Jane would be interesting for that considering that she's a fbi agent

I thought a bit more of the apocalypse au

It's the first time jane and the reader meet maybe in a grocery store and they aim their guns at each other and then they notice that a zombie horde is in front of the entrance and they try to flee together

I feel like that's such a bad plot I'm sorry :')

TW: 18+, light smut, Zombies (nothing too gory), Apocalypse, survival 

Here is the title song: Finding You by Kesha

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AN: I’m not going to lie. I visualized the reader as Alicia Clark from FTWD. Can you imagine Jane X Alicia being badasses together and also a fine ass couple like damn yes, please! Also, I love the idea my mind took it to a place I wasn’t expecting since I got stuck and then came back to it and wanted them to have more lol Hope you like it sorry it's not exactly what you requested. 

Word Count: 2,870

Imagine This:

You have been on your own for so long now that you have lost all track of time and just live each day for survival. You are fairly certain you are somewhere in Arizona which is a huge plus compared to last year. Winter in the snow during the Zombie Apocalypse is shit.

You are wandering through a store gathering supplies to stock up for winter. You are desperately looking for a map that might lead you to find somewhere to hunker down for the coldest months. You are startled by the sound of ruffling in the next aisle and accidentally drop a box of granola bars on the ground. Just your luck! You get your gun out and head towards the noise. As you reach the end of the aisle you were in and turn out towards the next aisle a flash of blonde catches your eyes first before your focus lands on the entire person pointing a gun at you. 

It has been so long since you saw another living human that it takes you by surprise and you take a step back. Your eyes search the stranger you curse yourself because the first thing your mind notices is her dirty blonde hair and bright green eyes and how her porcelain skin is spotted with freckles. You are hopelessly gay and it has been so long since you have seen another living human at all let alone a gorgeous woman! It is not the time or place to have gay panic but you really can’t help it. Her gaze is intense and firm but she seems to also be in a bit of shock. 

You remove one hand from your gun and slowly raise it in the air while you move to holster your gun to your hip slowly “Hi, I’m y/n. I don’t want any trouble, it’s been a long time since I have seen anyone alive.” 

Jane watched your hands carefully and then followed suit holstering her gun. “Hi y/n, I’m Jane. I hope you’re right, and are indeed not, any trouble because you are the first person I have seen alive in almost a year.” 

“Nice to meet you, Jane. It’s been about a year for me as well. I was starting to think I was the last human alive around here."

"Same honestly." 

Her gaze scans you again and you feel self-conscious under her stare. You used to be fairly confident with women but this woman is not only drop-dead gorgeous she also looks like a badass. She is also the only live human interaction you have had in so long that you are scared you have forgotten how to act. 

You let your gaze take her in as well this time trying to focus on more important things than her freckles. You notice she has two guns holstered on her belt and a backpack that actually looks pretty full. She has cargo pants that fit her perfectly. There are several knives strapped to the pants. She is the most badass woman you have ever met. 

“I’m a pretty good judge of character. You look like you have done some things you wish you didn’t have to like we all have. You also look like a fighter, a survivor, which is rare in this world. I think we should help each other out for the winter. What do you think?” 

“I’m a pretty good judge of character as well. I can tell you are a badass, maybe you used to be a cop or something from the looks of you and you are definitely a survivor or you wouldn’t be here. So, I agree we should help each other out for the winter.” 

She smiled and tilted her head slightly “FBI actually.” 

You crease your eyebrows and purse your lips. “Even better. The FBI, that definitely makes you a badass. Now, does the badass know any places to hunker down? There are more supplies here but I haven’t seen anywhere suitable yet.” 

“There is an office back that way,” she points back behind her, “it has no windows and the door locks but it’s small, I was going to sleep there since it’s getting dark and search more tomorrow.”

“No windows and a locking door, that's pretty good, much better than the trunk of yet another car.”

She let out a quiet laugh and nodded and your heart melted and you had to physically hold yourself upright. The sound of her laughter is pure and wonderful and you wish you could hear it forever. You wished you could hear it unhushed but the sound even quieted is glorious. 

“Right, let's grab as much of these supplies as we can and get settled for the night looks like it’s going to rain.”

“Alright there is some food down this aisle,” you pointed to the aisle you had come from, “it does look like rain and here I thought Arizona didn’t have any weather but hot and dry but it’s cold as fuck.”

She laughed quietly as she dug into her backpack. “I know right I’m originally from Florida so the dry air here has been an adjustment,” she paused as she pulled out a Levi jacket. “Here the hoodie you have on is definitely part of why you are cold.”

You smiled as you took the jacket and quickly put it on. You had to stop yourself from closing your eyes at the warmth it offered and the lovely scent of what you think is lavender that invaded your senses with it. “Thanks, wow Florida! You’re pretty far from there, although I can’t talk. I'm originally from California but I have been all over the place.”

“Yeah, I’ve been all over the place as well. I wasn’t even in Florida when all this started, I was in Wyoming. Hmm California, really?”

“I know, shocking, I'm still alive right?”

“I just, how do you even know how to use a gun isn’t that a stereotype of Californians?”

You laugh in agreement.

“Yeah, it's a stereotype. My dad was a Marine. He taught me survival before I could talk and trained me on weapons the second I was old enough.” 

"Well all that training looks like it has paid off, you are still alive after all.”

You nodded in agreement as you both quietly gathered supplies. You both made your way to the office in the back of the store with light conversation. You couldn’t really place why but you felt safer than you ever had in your entire life just walking next to this woman. Jane had a strong essence about her while somehow also being soft and kind. You had never met anyone like her before and you were instantly drawn to her. You wanted to blame it on the fact that it had been so long since you had human interactions but it was more than that and you knew it. Jane was captivating and you wanted to know more about her and be closer to her. You recognized your feelings but didn’t want to acknowledge them. 

You looked around the small office as you followed Jane and sat the supplies you both gathered on the desk. The night was quickly approaching and you both just wanted to set up for the night, eat, and get some sleep. So that is what you did. Eating and talking casually with her, felt comfy in a way you were not sure you had ever experienced before. Sleep was something you both desperately needed and since the door was locked you decided that you could both get sleep at the same time without the need for you to take turns keeping watch. The room was just big enough to fit your two sleeping bags right next to each other in the center. 

As you lay there looking at the ceiling your mind couldn’t help but wonder. You could feel the slightest bit of warmth radiating into your sleeping bag from the side she was on and it did something to you. You blamed it on the lack of human contact yet again even though you knew it was much more than that. This stranger didn’t feel like a stranger this woman was captivating and enticing on a level you hadn’t ever experienced before. Her warmth set you on fire inside. You couldn’t stop thinking about how her skin must feel warm and soft. Soon your thoughts turn into a dream her lips on yours her body pressed close to yours no worries no apocalypse just you and her peacefully living in bliss. 

As you stirred from your slumber you could feel the weight of her body still and that is what had you quickly opening your eyes. Her dirty blonde hair was sprawled over your face her head on your chest and her arm over your abdomen. Her sleeping bag was pressed against yours and your senses were overloaded. Her heat warmed you to your core and her scent had you dazed. She made you feel whole and safe. You held your breath as she moved on top of you squeezing you in her grasp tighter. A soft yawn left her and then she frantically moved away from you in a flash and you couldn’t help the whimper that left your lips at the loss of contact. 

“Shit I’m so sorry!” 

You coughed trying to cover the whimper and sat up to face her. “No, please uh don’t apologize I well I was enjoying the human contact. It’s been a long time since I even encountered another person let alone had any physical contact.” 

You covered your face with your hands as you realized you just rambled on about being lonely. God, why did you have to be a gay disaster? You thought to yourself.

You felt her soft hands on yours and let her pull your hands from your face. “Y/N, hey, such a pretty face should not be hidden even by beautiful hands and fingers like these.” 

Your face was burning you could feel your blush even on the tips of your ears. She held your fingers in her hands. “Can I confess something to you y/n?”

You nod not trusting your words. “I feel like I have known you a long time maybe in a past life or something and from the second I saw you I have wanted nothing more but to kiss you. May I kiss you?”

You unconsciously lick your lips and lean closer to her. Your body answers for you. She accepts the movement as a yes. She meets you as you lean in and your lips press together in a firm kiss. Her lips fit perfectly with yours and they taste like home. In an instant like a flash behind your closed eyes, your dream comes back to you but it's not a dream it’s a memory. Lifetimes of memories fill your mind. Soulmates that are made for each other, who always find each other from one universe to the next. 

Your lips parted as you both let out a soft “Woah.”

“Did you just see what I saw?”

“Jane? Are we soulmates?”

“I think we are y/n or we are both seeing things and losing our minds either way I want to kiss you again.”

You couldn’t agree with her more so you leaned in and connected your lips again. This time felt different. Heat radiated from her lips and traveled through her body to yours settling low in your abdomen. You feel grounded to her but like you are both floating high. Her lips move against yours soft at first until she switched the angle and slid her tongue along your bottom lip. Your body reacts before you can even think about it. Your head spins as she slips her tongue into your mouth and you can’t help yourself as you suck on it lightly. The taste is addictive and you both moan in the back of your throats. 

MORE.

All you want is more all you can think is MORE! MORE! MORE! You want all of her and somehow you can feel her need to have all of you in the way her hands gripped the back of your neck. You break the kiss only to escape the confines of the sleeping bag and help her out of her. She doesn’t waste a moment before pulling at your clothes. You help her undress you and then you rid her of her clothes. She is always breathtaking. You only get a second to enjoy the view before she pins you down against the sleeping bags. She kisses you hard and nibbles on your bottom lip. She pulls away slowly still trapping your lip between her teeth and her eyes are just thin rings of green. She looks at you like you are everything, no, the ONLY thing in this world. 

You can’t stop your hips from grinding up against her and whimpering. She lets your lip go before moving those plump perfect lips to your neck. She sucks and bites and licks and fuck it's everything! You run your hands from her upper back to her ass. You grip her tight and pull her as close as possible making her gasp. She releases the sensitive skin of your neck and you know she’s left her mark. She knows your body and you know hers from your past lives but every time you have your first time it is always new and exciting.

She bites her bottom lip as she slots one of her legs between yours and grinds against you. The skin on skin slick heat spreading and a shared moan. Your grip on her ass tightens and she uses your shoulders to help steady herself as you force her to keep grinding down into you as you grind up against her. The friction is building your release ridiculously fast and you’d be embarrassed if you didn’t feel her long legs trembling against yours. A tale-tale sign she is just as close to the edge. You quicken the pace the edge is right there and you need the release so you can start all over again. Her grip on you tightens and her soft gasps and heavy breathing have your head spinning and you can’t stop moaning her name. The world around you is a haze you can only see her smell her feel her. Both of your hips buckle and your legs are a trembling tangled mess. Release is sweet and satisfying but it also just makes you want so much more. You move your hands from her ass to wrap around the curve of her lower back and keep her steady on top of you. Her forehead is pressed to your shoulder and her breath is still heavy on your skin and your breath is too. You hold each other catching your breath together. 

A million lifetimes endless possibilities you have met her over and over and each time she is everything. The dread you once had about living in an apocalypse is gone because you know you have her and you will see her again and again until the end of time in different worlds some probably just as bad or worse than the one you are currently in but so many that are so much better. You are filled with love, hope, and peace. She lifts her head and leans her forehead against yours softly. She breathes you in with a deep breath and you copy her. She feels the same you know she does. Oxygen enters your lungs like your first breath after being trapped underwater. She leans down and softly kisses you again and you know you get to fall into her over and over and this time you both take your time exploring each other and reaching release after release until you both are sated. 

As you sleepy lay together she gives you a soft smile and whispers against your skin. 

“I’ll keep finding you. I know forever doesn’t exist and we are probably gonna die soon surviving this apocalypse is limited, but after this life, I’ll find you in the next. When I say forever it’s the goddamn truth, I’ll keep finding, finding you.”  

A/N: Thank you for reading! I hope this finds the person who requested it and makes them happy even though I went off into left field with the original prompt lol. I am sorry I have been MIA I have a weird complicated Long Distance thing going on (basically I’m an emotional tornado and I ruin things) so that kind of affects my motivation to write, not to mention school and work. This summer has been weird and I mostly vegged out catching up on shows because I couldn’t handle doing much of anything. Anyway, I am never gone forever I always come back to fanfiction and the joy it brings me to write silly little stories like this! I am working on the Leigh Shaw mini-Series still, also a smut sequel to Say Anything with Zibby, and a new short for Our new girl Candy Montgomery because the HBO 14 sec clip has me in a chokehold!

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If possible could you do a alicia clark x wife reader where alicia and reader are on their way back home from their honeymoon when the outbreak happens and they try to get home and keep each other safe in the process

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Pairing: Alicia Clark X Wife!reader

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"Baby, what's wrong?" Alicia asked while putting an arm around y/n' shoulder. She rested her head on her shoulder and bit her lower lip. "I didn't want this honeymoon to end." She said while the airplane that was bringing them home finally landed after a 10 hours trip. Alicia smiled, her hand caressing her wife's arm. "I know, babygirl, we'll organise another trip, I swear." She promised while kissing her forehead. Y/n smiled and raised her head to look at her, her finger tracing her lower lip. "At least we have a full weekend to enjoy together." She said, her voice a whisper and her eyes filled with lust. Alicia smiled and shook her head. "Haven't you had enough?" She asked, her hand caressing her leg. Y/n chuckled and stared at her in her eyes. "Never." She whispered and Alicia finally crushed her lips on hers. They exchanged a brief but intense kiss before the voice at the speaker announced that they were allowed to leave the airplane.

As soon as they stepped outside, they both noticed that something was off: the airport seemed to be filled with people, some of them were running toward the airplanes with small bags. They looked agitated. Y/n switched on her phone and gasped. "Baby, I have 23 missed calls." She said. Alicia frowned while switching on her phone as well. "Fuck, 34 missed calls." She said while noticed how both Madison and Nick had been calling her. Y/n raised an eyebrow. "Your mother and brother knew we were on the plane, as well as my parents, so why did they keep calling us?" She asked and Alicia looked around, her expression worried. "I don't know, baby, but there is no signal here. Let's get out of here and we'll call them back." She said and took her hand, her legs moving fast while she walked toward the airport. They were almost arrived to the baggages when a woman jumped in front of her: she had widened eyes, filled with fear, and she was shaking. She grabbed y/n's arms and shook her. "Run! Silly girls, run! They are everywhere!" She kept screaming while shaking y/n. Alicia pushed her back and stepped in front of her. "Hey! Hands off my wife!" She said while y/n looked at the woman in shock. She started to cry, her body shaking in fear. "Run!" She said before finally stepping away. Alicia and y/n exchanged a look of concern, what the hell was going on?

"We have to come back home, now." Alicia said while grabbing her baggage and finally leaving the airport. They stepped outside and widened their eyes: it was pure chaos, with people running everywhere and bodies laying on the streets. Y/n noticed a man kneeled down, next to a woman who was lying unconscious. She noticed that the man was leaned forward, probably crying on her body. "Sir? Do you need help?" She asked while putting a hand on his shoulder. The man turned his head and y/n stumbled back: his eyes were glassy, like covered by a patina, his cheek had been skinned, as well as his collarbone, and the bones were fully exposed. Y/n covered her mouth with her hands and gasped, the man had a piece of human flesh still in his mouth. "He's..." Alicia whispered, her hands grabbing her wife to pull her closer.

"Eating her." Y/n concluded. The man snapped: he tried to bite Alicia and y/n instinctively kicked the baggage against him. The trolley hit him in his face and y/n immediately pulled Alicia away. "What the fuck happened here?" Alicia screamed while they started running away. In that moment, her phone rang. "It's mom." Alicia said while picking up and putting her on speaker. "Mom, what's happening?" She asked, her voice alarmed. "Girls, are you okay? Where are you?" She asked, she sounded even more worried. "We're at the airport. A man tried to... Eat us? Is this possible?" Y/n asked and she heard Madison gasping. "Did he bite you?" She asked. "Mom, what..." Alicia tried to ask but Madison interrupted her. "ARE YOU BITTEN?" She screamed, her tone brusque. Y/m shook her head while they stopped behind a corner. "No, no, we're okay. Can you explain what is going on?" She asked and Madison sighed in relief. "Girls, I know this will sound crazy, but there's a zombie epidemic." She said and Alicia gasped while y/n frowned. "What? Are you being serious right now?" She asked. "Just get home. I can't come and pick you because Nick is not okay." She said and Alicia shook her head. "What about y/n's parents?" She asked and y/n nodded. "They're safe, for now. I spoke with them and they are waiting for us. As soon as you'll be here, we'll leave." She explained and y/n and Alicia exchanged a look. "Okay mom, we'll be home soon." She said. "Don't let them bite you. If you get bitten, you die." She said and Alicia and y/n nodded while hanging up.

Y/n flashed a quick look toward the streets. "We need to steal a car." She said and Alicia nodded. "I know, there are some abandoned ones on the street." She said and y/n noticed that there were zombies all around. She hadn't noticed before, but seeing that man helped her realise how many of them were actually walking around. "They are everywhere." She said and Alicia nodded while looking around. She noticed a trashcan next to them and opened it, her hands digging between the plastic bags. "What are you doing?" Y/n asked. Alicia pulled out a broken baseball bat and what must had been the handle of a frying pan, it had a sharp end. "Here you are." She said while passing the bat to her wife. Y/n took it and looked at her. "Stay close to me." She said while hugging Alicia, her lips pressing on her forehead. Alicia hugged her back and took a breath. "Be careful. I love you." She whispered.

The girls walked to the street, her hands squeezing their improvised weapons. "Be careful!" Alicia screamed and y/n turned her head: a woman with a hanging arm, almost fully ripped from her body, tried to bite her. Y/n hit her on her chest with the bat, but the woman didn't even notice. "These bastards don't die." She shouted while Alicia was hitting a zombie in the stomach. Y/n leaned down to dodge another bite and kicked the woman: she fell on the ground and her head hit the platform edge with a thud. She started bleeding and slowly closed her eyes. Y/n frowned before finally realising: she ran to Alicia, who was fighting against two zombies, and hit one of them on the head. The man fell down. "It's in their brain! Hit their head!" Y/n said and Alicia nodded while stabbing the man with the handle of the pan. "Baby, watch out!" She screamed while y/n was hitting a zombie, because another one was walking to her from behind. Alicia ran and managed to push the zombie toward the wall of a building, she used all of her strength to broke his skull against the wall. She took a deep breath when the man finally gave up and didn't realize that another zombie, his legs both broken, was dragging her to the floor. He grabbed her legs and Alicia fell: the man tried to bite her leg but she kicked him. The man shook his head and tried again, but this time y/n managed to stick the bat into his head. She pushed him aside and reached her hand, Alicia took it and stood up. "We're even." She whispered to her wife. She smiled. "Let's go." She said while finally getting into an open car. They closed the doors and Alicia turned the engine on. "Let's leave." She said before finally driving away from that mess.

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Y/n got out of the shower and dried herself, the smell of the body butter filling her nose. She put a large shirt on and sat on the bed of Alicia's old room; everything was still as it was when y/n first met Alicia. Posters of her favourite bands and movies all around, pictures of the high school years and old clothes that she didn't wear anymore. Y/n looked at her wife, she was peacefully resting. "Hey" she whispered while caressing her leg. "Come here." Alicia asked while opening her eyes, y/n shook her head. "Let me put something on." She said while standing up, the moonlight coming from the open curtains made her skin look pale. Alicia shook her head and grabbed her hand to pull her on the bed again. Y/n chuckled and finally gave up, she layed down next to her wife and cuddled with her. "I'm here." She whispered while caressing her back. Alicia nodded and put a hand on her chest to caress her collarbone. "Are you okay?" She asked and looked at her. Y/n nodded. "Yes, you're safe so I'm okay." She simply said and Alicia smiled, a melancholic smile. "Do you think we'll ever come back to our home?" She asked and y/n sighed, her fingers drawing figures on her waist. "I don't know, my love." She whispered and Alicia nodded. "We lost it." She said, her voice soft and her eyes watery. Y/n shook her head. "Hey, we don't need it. You're my home." She said while cupping her face, Alicia smiled, her body relaxing a bit. "And you're mine. I love you." She whispered.

Y/n caressed her cheeks. "I love you too." She said and pressed her lips on hers. Alicia immediately climbed on the top of her, her lips never leaving hers while she took off her shirt. Y/n looked at her, her eyes travelling on her naked body while she caressed her legs. "You're mesmerising." She whispered and Alicia smiled, her hands sliding under her shirt. "This could be our last night in a normal world." She said while caressing her breast, her fingers delicate. Y/n held her breath and looked at her, her hand grabbing her to flip her on the bed. Alicia gasped while y/n looked at her, her hands already spreading her wife's legs. "Then let's make love." She said and kissed her again, and again and again.

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Laughter

Request: Yes / No 

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Alicia Clark x Fem!Reader 

Word count: 261

Warnings: Nothing! 

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I noticed that Alicia was extremely quiet tonight. Normally she would be talking a lot. However, tonight she wasn’t, instead she was just staring at the ceiling of our little room. 

“Are you alright?” I asked in a gentle voice. She turned her head and shook it. 

“It’s just…” She trailed off. 

“Just what?” I asked. 

“I’m just worried.” She said. 

“Worried about what?” I asked. 

“My Mom, Nick, these people that are watching us…” She said and I sighed. 

“You shouldn’t worry, your Mom and brother are fine and as for the people we’ll beat them if it comes to that.” I said. 

“I can’t help but worry…” She said. I looked at my girlfriend in silence for a few minutes, but smiled as an idea came to my head. I sat up and moved so I was hovering over Alicia. 

“What are you doing?” She asked. I smirked and started tickling her stomach. She immediately started laughing and I smiled. 

“S-Stop!” She said between laughs. Her face was turning red from laughing so hard. I continued tickling her for a few minutes before I stopped. When I stopped Alicia immediately got out of bed and I laughed. 

“You made me have to pee!” She cried. She came back after a few minutes and snuggled into my side. 

“Thanks, I needed that.” She said. 

“Any time, babe.” I said and pecked her lips. 

“I love you so much.” She said and pulled me back in for a kiss. 

“I love you too.” I said and wrapped her in a hug. 

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ALICIA CLARK MASTERLIST

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Alicia Clark x Fem!Dixon!Reader

You’re Mine

Right Here, Right Now

Not Dying

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alicia clark’s fluff alphabet

For anon

Warnings; none.

I do not take alphabet request anymore.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Activities - What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?

Alicia would cherish any moment where they don’t have to fight and kill to survive. No matter if it’s something as simple as waking up next to her s/o, Alicia would appreciate it every single time. 

Beauty - What do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?

She’d really admire how strong, selfless and courageous her s/o is. Alicia would find it beautiful that her s/o always wants the best for their people. It would always push her to be the best version of herself.

Comfort - How would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.?

Alicia would always stay by their side no matter what. She would sit next to her s/o and listen to them if they want / need to talk about it, and if they don’t, she would hold their hands and/or hug them until her s/o calms down.

Dreams - How do they picture their future with their s/o?

Living in a post-apocalyptic world, it would be hard for Alicia to picture a future, even a near one. She would only hope for a better and safer life with her s/o.

Equal - Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?

Neither. Alicia and her s/o would be equals. They wouldn’t do anything without the other approving when it comes to their relationship.

Fight - Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?

Alicia would rarely fight with her s/o but if it ever happened, they most likely easily make up, aware that they might lose each other the next day- a fight would never be worth it to them.

Gratitude - How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?

Alicia isn’t that grateful in general or wouldn’t show it at least. However, she is aware of everything her s/o is doing and for that, she would always tell them in person how grateful she is.

Honesty - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?

Alicia wouldn’t see the point of hiding things from her s/o and since she would trust them with her life, she would share everything to them.

Inspiration - Did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helped them overcome personal problems?

Alicia didn’t change much, but her s/o helped her realize that some things are worth it, even with the knowledge you might lose it the next day. Alicia’s s/o definitely helped her grieve the losses of her brother and mother.

Jealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

Alicia would rarely get jealous- trusting her s/o with her life, she would know that they would never cheat on her. 

Kiss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

Alicia is a good kisser and her s/o would tell her after their first kiss. Their first kiss probably happened after being separated at some point by a horde and they both got scared that they would never see the other again.

Love Confession - How would they confess to their s/o?

Alicia would confess right after their first kiss, she would probably start with how scared she was, thinking she would never see them alive again and wouldn’t have been able to live with that.

Marriage - Do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would the marriage be like?

It wouldn’t even cross Alicia’s mind before June and John’s wedding. She would think that they don’t need to get married to know how much they love each other.

Nicknames - What do they call their s/o?

Alicia would mostly use classic pet names such as baby or love.

On Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?

Everyone would know about Alicia and her s/o, they would never hide it from them. Alicia wouldn’t do anything big because she’s in love but she would definitely shows it by little gestures she wouldn’t do for anyone else.

PDA - Are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?

Alicia couldn’t care less about what others would think or say but she wouldn’t brag about it neither. She just would never hide to kiss or hug her s/o and honestly, the other survivors wouldn’t care much about it either.

Quirk - Some random ability they have that’s beneficial in a relationship.

Probably how spontaneous Alicia can be. She would sometimes surprise her s/o with an idea that just came in her mind and it would always be a good time.

Romance - How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?

Their world don’t allow much romanticism to be honest, but from time to time, when they’re somewhere safe, Alicia would try to be romantic and would always have to be creative about it.

Support - Are they helping their s/o achieve their goals? Do they believe in them?

Once again, in a world like theirs, they wouldn’t have much goals in life besides surviving. However, Alicia would always believe in her s/o no matter what might happen. 

Thrill - Do they need to try out new things to spice out your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?

Alicia loves the routine she has with her s/o, it’s one of the very few things that can be a routine in their life and she loves it dearly.

Understanding - How good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?

Alicia would know her partner more than anyone else for sure. They wouldn’t have to speak to understand what the other is thinking.

Value - How important is the relationship to them? What is it’s worth in comparison to other things in their life?

It would mean everything to the both of them. It’s one of the few things that always prove they still have humanity left in them as it gets hard to believe it sometimes. 

Wild Card - A random Fluff Headcanon.

Alicia always waits for her s/o to fall asleep first- it brings her comfort to see them sleeping safe and sound.

XOXO - Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?

Alicia isn’t the most affectionate being, but when it comes to be affectionate with her s/o, she would always be craving kisses and cuddles, especially after a rough and exhausting day outside.

Yearning - How will they cope when they’re missing their partner?

It would be hard as if Alicia misses her partner, it means that they most likely got separated or they went missing- she would fear that they got trapped by a horde and/or got bitten. That would be one of the reasons they always go on supplies runs together.

Zeal - Are they willing to go to great lenghts for the relationship? If so, what kind of?

For sure. Alicia would do ANYTHING for the relationship. She wouldn’t hesitate to sacrifice a lot of things for the sake of her relationship.

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